Master Ge Cang felt that although the force coming from the opponent's palm was extremely powerful, it could not break through the defense of his skin at all.

Feeling the majestic energy and blood in the opponent's body, and the continuous shock force transmitted from a pair of fleshy palms, even a mountain peak will be ground into powder.

It feels very hearty and hearty.

After completing the fourth level of the five-crystal glazed body, one can almost say that one has reached the highest level of this body-refining technique. After all, the last level requires the use of two fifth-level spiritual materials that are extinct in the world of immortality.

At the same time, the difficulty of cultivation has reached an almost impossible level.

Now Ge Cang, with all his strength, his physical strength is even better than that of monsters of the same level.

Only by rare encounters with a powerful body-refining monk can he fight with his purest body and fully exert the power of his powerful body.

'What the hell, how can this person be stronger than me in physical training... Could it be that he is some fourth-level transformed demon in disguise, here to tease me.'

Lu Rugao secretly complained, unable to imagine that a late-stage pill-forming monk could beat him in terms of physical strength.

After a few moves, he was already at an absolute disadvantage.

With a palm fall, the inner armor shattered and turned into a dragon beast tattoo again.

However, he nodded and lay on the ground, no longer looking like the ferocious spiritual beast he had just been.

"kill!"

Lu Rugao spit out a bone dagger from his mouth, which actually had a teleportation effect, and when he reappeared, he had already stabbed Ge Cang in the chest.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

There was a series of crisp cracking sounds, somewhat like the sound of cracking ceramics.

There is a white spot on the five-crystal eternal cast body on the chest of Master Ge Cang, and cracks spread around it like a spider web.

Even the glazed fire god's body couldn't block it completely. He was stabbed about an inch by the bone dagger before he was grabbed and blood spattered away.

"The Jiamu is resurrected and the sacred tree supports the sky!"

Master Ge Cang's feet were rooted, and when he stood on the ring, he seemed to be transformed into a sacred tree that supports the sky, and the injury on his chest recovered instantly.
Chapter completed!