"Come on, keep going!"

Fang Ping laughed, his blood seemed to be reaching Wanka's limit!

The door of life has not yet been closed, but the energy and blood are actually reaching the limit. If this continues, what kind of changes will occur?

Soon, Fang Ping knew what changes would happen!

Just when Fengqing punched Fang Ping again, Fang Ping suddenly felt that he had transformed!

"roar!"

Fang Ping roared like a wild beast. The flesh and blood on his body, which were still a little bloody, turned completely golden in the blink of an eye!

"Golden body!"

"The real golden body!"

"No, there is still one last thing left...the skull marrow has not been tempered!"

Fang Ping felt the transformation of his body. At this time, he... If anyone can compare it, it would be the state of Old Man Li after he recovered in Juliu City that day!

"Bang bang bang!"

At this time, Feng Qing, who had been able to break Fang Ping's flesh and blood before, bombarded Fang Ping again, but it was as if he had hit a steel barrier and he took several steps back.

Seeing this scene, Fengqing's face changed drastically, and without saying a word, she turned around and ran away!

"Where to run!"

"Go to hell!"

Fang Ping shouted violently, and the power of destruction instantly surged out from his fist, and he punched out!

Boom!

There was an explosion, and Feng Qing, who had already escaped, was blown into pieces by the golden light.

"So strong!"

Fang Ping hit his chest with a hammer, like a hammer hitting a leather drum, and there were bursts of roaring sounds.

"Is this a real golden body? No, it's not the internal organs, nor the skull marrow, it's still a little bit worse, the last bit is missing!"

At this moment, Fang Ping raised his head and glanced at the three-burnt gate floating in the sky!

The two portals that were opened before have been closed again.

And the third door of life... with Fang Ping's energy and blood soaring to the sky, that door was closing automatically!

"Interesting! So interesting! So, even if I don't practice and don't close the door, my energy and blood will be strong enough to attack the door itself?

No, it’s not the power of blood, it’s my life force!

My vitality is so strong that I have almost forged a golden body. This kind of vitality is extremely powerful!

Is the life force so powerful that it will automatically close the door to life?"

Fang Ping felt a little incredible that his blood had just reached Wanka!

After reaching Wanka, it seemed that a boundary had been broken and everything was different!

"The door of life is closed, will I directly enter the seventh level...or the eighth level?"

"No, my mental strength is still a little bit weak. If I haven't reached that level, then I'm still at the seventh level?"

"Seventh grade with a golden body? Then I am not the second old man Li... Maybe I am stronger than him before, because he has no embodied spiritual power!"

At this moment, Fang Ping suspected that once he closed the door of life, it would be comparable to the day of the Grandmaster's Banquet, when there was no Old Man Li who was all in one.

Old Man Li was able to be on the eighth-level ranking, even if he was only the weakest.

But he, Fang Ping, should also have such strength!

"Perhaps I was not the opponent of Old Man Chen, who was the number one in the seventh rank at that time, but there are probably not many people who can be my opponent in the seventh rank!"

"The Gate of Life..."

Fang Ping once again glanced at the Door of Life suspended in the sky. This door was closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If you wait a little longer, I can take the initiative to close the door!"

…

While Fang Ping was still staring at the door, a violent roar came from the distance.

Then there were two shocking loud noises!

The next moment, Yao Chengjun and Jiang Hao came in covered in blood. When they saw that Fang Ping was the only one left in the cave, Jiang Hao laughed and said: "Amazing! It's really amazing. He actually killed two seventh-grade high-ranking people. It's incredible!"

Fang Ping raised his head and said with a smile: "It's nothing. When Teacher Li killed the eighth grade with one sword, I, Fang Ping, was still a little short. What a pity!"

Invincible at the same level, I'm still one step away!

A little worse than the truly invincible strongman, Li Changsheng!

That was a heaven-defying powerhouse who could defeat the sixth and eighth ranks. Only at this moment could Fang Ping understand how evil Li Changsheng was!

He is Fang Ping, made of golden bones, with a perfect golden body, manifested spiritual power, and an eighth-level divine weapon...

It can be said that he has reached the limit of everything!

But he wasn't sure about killing the eighth grade. No, he couldn't kill the eighth grade.

And that bad old man actually killed an eighth-grade expert with an alloy weapon. Even if someone was involved, Li Changsheng was so evil that even Fang Ping was shocked!

Li Zhenneng fell in love with Old Man Li and even prepared to make him his successor, and even sent him his unique skills!

At this moment, Fang Ping really understood.

Old Man Li's ten thousand ways were united that day, Wu Kuishan was heartbroken, and Fang Ping could understand.

Once such a monster grows into an extremely powerful person in the future, he will probably become another war king, or even stronger!

"Damn old man... I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!"

It's really impossible to understand all this without actually fighting against the strong.

In the past, in Fang Ping's eyes, killing the sixth and eighth ranks was just a thought. Today, after killing two seventh-rank seniors, Fang Ping completely understood.

"I'm not as good as him!"

Ashamed of myself!

Fang Ping had a strange look on his face, but Old Man Li had embarked on the path of Wandaohe. Even if he didn't say it, Fang Ping knew some of the reasons, maybe...it was also because of himself!

The magic weapons of that day lacked high-end combat power, and Wu Kuishan, who was in the eighth level, could no longer ensure his smooth growth.

Only with ninth-grade combat power, or even stronger!

"One Thousand Daos Unity, I must find the Ten Thousand Daos Unity Technique from the ancient martial arts era. A true evildoer cannot die like this, or die because of me!"

Even if Old Man Li is not a monster, Fang Ping cannot watch him die.

The next moment, Fang Ping picked up the halberd dropped by Feng Qing, took back his eighth-grade long sword, and shouted: "Let's go to the entrance to chase Feng Miessheng! If he runs away, we will come back to explore the ruins!"

His purpose is nothing else, but Kung Fu!

The rest is nothing, even the sourceless spiritual power, the power of Qi and blood, and the treasures of heaven and earth, they are nothing!

He is about to automatically close the door to life. These are irrelevant. What really matters is the technique!

The power of all things to unite into one!
Chapter completed!