The effectiveness of the golden body can only last for a moment.
Everyone knows this.
No exceptions.
At least Tianjun has never heard of any exceptions.
After all, the Instant Golden Body Pill consumes the power and potential of ghost immortals and demon immortals themselves.
Even if you take an instant golden body pill immediately after the golden body fades, it will not have much effect.
The water in the sponge has been squeezed out, and no matter how hard I try, I can't get any water out!
But what happens now?
Under Tianjun's surprised gaze, thirty-six fists were branded on his body alternately.
More than thirty-six fists.
Thirty-six more fists followed.
Each of the seventy-two fists made a punch-shaped dent in Tianjun's body.
The sound of heavy hammers striking gold and iron was deafening.
The faces of all the demons and ghosts watching the battle from a distance turned pale.
Originally they firmly believed that Tianjun was invincible, but now they are a little shaken.
"One hundred and forty-four punches are really not enough!"
Lin Beichen took a breath.
"Then another one hundred and forty-four punches!"
As a boxer, Lin Beichen's life lies in his fists. If one punch is not enough, he will punch two. If two punches are not enough, he will punch ten. As long as the bell in the ring does not ring and the opponent does not fall to the ground, the punches will not stop!
One hundred and forty-four punches were imprinted on Tianjun's body in an instant.
At this moment, Tianjun's chest and head were smashed like a piece of iron, with large and small fist marks all over it!
As the one hundred and forty-four punches were completed, the golden color on Lin Beichen's body began to fade again.
Tianjun's eyes, mouth, and entire face had been flattened, and there were bumpy and convex fist marks all over them.
But this didn't stop him from sneering and saying, "That's it? I can let you punch another hundred and forty-four times!"
"Satisfy you!"
Lin Beichen took a deep breath, and the golden color that had just faded appeared on his cheeks again.
"And I'll give you two minutes of non-stop boxing!"
Lin Beichen's fists danced into shadows and flew out in succession.
There is no magical power contained in the fist, it is just the purest impact of power.
Tianjun seemed to be trapped in hell. Although he was indeed very resistant to the blow, it did not mean that he would not feel pain.
It's like a short needle can't kill a person, but it still hurts once it's poked.
He had gritted his teeth and endured the previous two hundred and eighty-eight punches, but the fists coming like a storm at this moment were not just a needle.
Finally, after a minute, Tianjun couldn't help but let out a groan of pain.
This made Tianjun feel extremely ashamed.
"Scream louder!" Lin Beichen's eyes were blood red, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his face turned white and gold.
Sure enough, Tianjun's screams began to sound continuously.
Two minutes of continuous full output.
Lin Beichen didn't even know how many punches he had thrown in total!
Tianjun's screams were silenced.
Tianjun, who was beaten into thick pieces of iron before, has been smashed into pieces as thin as paper.
Lin Beichen tried to continue punching but failed.
Hold your fist!
At this moment, his face was pale, his fists had been worn away, and only two arm bones were left, which were slowly regenerated in the golden wave.
But it was also the last golden wave.
Then Lin Beichen fell down next to Mu Chenxue. He struggled for a while to stand up again, but it was better not to struggle. After struggling, he lay directly in Mu Chenxue's arms.
It's not that Lin Beichen wanted to take advantage, but he was completely out of strength now. He felt like dried noodles. They looked very hard, but in fact they would break into pieces at the slightest touch.
A hand gently stroked Lin Beichen's cheek.
This hand was very cold. Lin Beichen, who had punched countless times just now, was like a red-hot iron. This hand was burned instantly.
However, this hand did not retreat at all, and still gently stroked Lin Beichen's cheek, bringing him a touch of coolness.
Tianjun, who was smashed into pieces in the distance, slowly began to piece together.
"It hurts so much. It hurts so much when you hit me. You deserve to die! I want you to suffer a lot and turn you into a conscious human being!"
Tianjun's vicious voice sounded.
After all, the gap between the fourth-level ghost immortal and the fifth-level ghost immortal was really too big. Lin Beichen couldn't kill him even though he tried his best.
Originally, Lin Beichen thought that with the Huangquan water, he would have endless power, and he would be able to take advantage of the battle against Tianjun and survive.
The effect of the instant golden elixir is actually more than just an instant, at least it is not measured by time, but by the potential of the immortal family.
Most immortals can only maintain powerful output for a moment before exhausting their cultivation and potential. Lin Beichen has the yellow spring water that can quickly restore his cultivation, so he can achieve continuous output!
At this moment, all the Huangquan water has been consumed.
Lin Beichen never expected that even so, he still couldn't kill Tianjun.
"I can only hold on here. If you don't have any means later, it's best to commit suicide now to avoid humiliation."
Lying in Mu Chenxue's arms, Lin Beichen felt a little desperate as he watched Tianjun slowly gather his bodies.
There were loud cheers from the ghosts and fairies nearby. In their opinion, the victory was determined.
Tianjun is more powerful, and they will definitely have a better life following Tianjun in the future. Although some of them are afraid of Tianjun, or even hate Tianjun, cheering and waving the flag for the strong is an important experience for them to survive until now.
Mu Chenxue leaned over and looked at Lin Beichen: "Suicide? This is a good idea."
Lin Beichen said in surprise: "You really don't have any means, right? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I might be able to find a way to escape with you and save your life to some extent."
Doubts flashed in Mu Chenxue's eyes: "Why do you want to save my life? You obviously have many opportunities to escape. Even if your temple is controlled by Tianjun, if you save your life now, you will always have a chance in the future."
Of course Lin Beichen would not tell Mu Chenxue that he could see Yin De, and he would not give up saving anyone with positive Yin De.
"Hahaha, you two are still in the mood to be affectionate with each other. Very good. I will let you understand how cruel it is to live without death."
Tianjun has returned to his human form, but his body is covered with twisted fist marks. It can be seen that these fist marks cannot be restored within ten or eight years.
This kind of Tianjun has completely lost his previous thin and handsome appearance, and looks more like a deformed and ugly monster.
Lin Beichen laughed and said, "This look suits you better."
As he said this, Lin Beichen struggled to get up from Mu Chenxue's arms and stood staggeringly in front of Tianjun.
Lin Beichen indeed has no energy left, but this does not mean that he is completely without means.
He planned to make a desperate move to at least send Mu Chenxue away.
"Oh, you are so infatuated. What kind of ecstasy soup did this girl pour into you?" Tianjun couldn't understand Lin Beichen at this moment. Every ghost and fairy he had ever seen was selfish. Sacrifice your life for others?
No kidding, those guys feel like they've suffered a big loss if they don't take a bite out of anyone else.
Mu Chenxue's faint voice suddenly came from behind Lin Beichen: "Tianjun, your death has come."
