"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The golden-haired giant ape's fist collided with the stone's fist, producing a deafening sound like a drumbeat.
Each collision unleashed a violent shockwave, shattering the surrounding Soul-Severing Flowers into dust.
The ground cracked open like a spiderweb, and even the space itself rippled with distorted light.
Stone grinned, his muscles bulging, his black iron armor dented in several places from the giant ape's punches.
Completely oblivious, they grew increasingly excited as they hit: "Again! Harder!"
He had waited for this day for far too long—since his breakthrough in body cultivation, ordinary cultivators couldn't withstand a single punch from him.
The puppets in the secret realm also lacked the exhilarating feeling of head-on clashes.
But this golden-haired giant ape was different; its flesh was harder than black iron, and its fists were heavier than millstones.
Each punch carried the power to shatter mountains and split rocks, which gave him a great time.
"roar--!"
The golden-haired giant ape was utterly enraged.
It is the overlord of the endless forest, whose physical strength surpasses that of its peers from birth.
Let alone humans, no other demonic beast would dare to fight it like that! Yet this burly human man before it not only withstood all of its punches...
The excitement in its eyes, as if it wasn't exciting enough, was an insult to it!
The giant ape roared, its golden fur bristling, and its size exploded to four zhang tall. Its fists ripped through the air with a sharp shriek, and its speed doubled.
The force was more than doubled, and it smashed towards the stone's face!
"Good timing!"
Instead of retreating, Shi Tou advanced, channeling his spiritual energy to its limit. His Xuan Tie fist glowed with a faint purple-gold light as he met the giant ape's fist head-on!
"Snap!"
With a sharp crack, the golden-haired giant ape's fist bone was shattered! It let out a painful roar, staggered backward, and fear appeared in its eyes for the first time.
The stone wouldn't give it a chance to breathe. It lunged forward, its fists raining down like raindrops.
"First punch! I'll break your arm!" "Second punch! I'll crush your ribs!" "Third punch! I'll blow your head off!"
After three punches, the giant golden ape's massive body crashed to the ground, its head smashed to pieces, and golden blood stained the ground red.
Standing beside the corpse, Shi Tou wiped the blood from his face and chuckled, "That felt good! That felt really good!"
On the other hand, the scene of Qian Duoduo dealing with the Xuanjia Manniu looked like a "rich man walking his dog".
The bull, covered in black scales, charged repeatedly with its sharp horns, but each time it was repelled by the defensive magic artifact on Qian Duoduo's body, at most only managing to knock him back two steps.
And what about Qian Duoduo? With his left hand, he threw out a "Blazing Talisman," blasting the bull into a dusty mess; with his right hand, he threw out a "Tripping Rope," binding the bull's limbs.
When it gets really bored, it will throw a high-grade spirit stone to tease it—and when the bull lowers its head to nudge it, it will freeze its hooves with an "ice seal talisman".
"This is boring, this is boring." Qian Duoduo played for half an hour, but seeing that the bull just roared and charged around without even touching his clothes, he finally lost patience.
With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a golden chain—the very same Heaven-Binding Chain that had trapped the Gun-wielding Puppet last time!
"Splash!"
The Heavenly Binding Lock seemed to have a life of its own, instantly wrapping around the bull's limbs and neck. Runes lit up, locking its movements in place.
The bull struggled frantically, its black scales shaving sparks, but it couldn't break free.
Goodbye.
Qian Duoduo took out a glittering golden talisman with the words "Soul Shattering" engraved on it. With a flick of his wrist, the talisman transformed into a golden light and entered the bull's brow.
The bull's struggle abruptly stopped, the ferocity in its eyes quickly dimmed, and its massive body crashed to the ground, completely lifeless—its soul had been shredded by the talisman.
Qian Duoduo waved his hand, putting the bull's corpse into his storage bag, and clapped his hands: "These scales are not bad, I'll go back and refine a heart-protecting mirror."
The battle between Ghost Ghost and the Green-Eyed Poison Lizard was filled with a chilling stillness.
The emerald green venom sprayed by the poisonous lizard was easily neutralized by the black mist surrounding the ghost.
Its waving claws were always entangled by the ghostly figures that suddenly appeared.
Guiyou barely moved, simply standing still, constantly flicking out black ghostly energy from his fingertips, like maggots clinging to bones, burrowing into the gaps in the lizard's scales.
"hiss--"
The lizard let out a painful hiss, and its emerald green skin turned black and rotted at a visible speed. In less than ten breaths, its huge body went limp on the ground and completely lost its life.
Ghost Ghost glanced at the corpse, a wisp of black mist swept away the venomous lizard's inner core, and turned away as if he had merely crushed an insect.
The match between Zhao Wu and the Crimson Feather Golden Roc was a contest of speed and spear intent.
With its wings flapping, the Golden Roc moves with lightning speed, its sharp claws swooping down with the force to tear through the sky.
Zhao Wu remained standing still, his powerful spear intent forming an invisible barrier that repelled the Golden Roc's claws every time it approached.
"The roc is good at flying, but it doesn't know the key to 'stability'."
Zhao Wu spoke calmly, and his spear suddenly thrust out, its light like a golden meteor, striking Jin Peng's left wing with pinpoint accuracy.
Jin Peng let out a miserable cry, and his speed suddenly decreased.
Zhao Wu pressed his advantage relentlessly, his spear flashing repeatedly, leaving dozens of bloody holes in Jin Peng's body in an instant, the last shot piercing its heart.
"Thump!"
As Jinpeng's massive body crashed to the ground, Zhao Wu stood with his spear sheathed, his brocade robe spotless, and an aura of righteousness surrounding him, exuding the demeanor of a proud and upright righteous figure.
In comparison, Xiao Chen and Jiang Li's battle against the Nine-Tailed Fox seemed much more "ordinary".
The nine-tailed fox is most skilled at creating illusions; with the swaying of its nine tails, it can weave illusions that make people fall into a trance.
But it didn't expect that Xiao Chen's soul was so resilient (having risen from a cripple, his soul had already been tempered and refined).
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