Ning Fan gathered his True Qi into a blade, and with a gentle swipe across his arm, a tiny wound emerged.
Looking at the blood beads oozing from the wound, Ning Fan felt a stir in his mind, "It seems the appearance of golden blood is related to the Divine Power Magma, transformed by divine power."
When the Divine Power Magma disappeared, the blood in Ning Fan's body returned to its normal red color.
Ning Fan's plan to fan the flames, using golden blood to defeat the enemy, was instantly thwarted.
"What if the divine blood disappears and I still can't kill Lin Xiao?"
Ning Fan looked at Lin Xiao with a bit of tension.
In the swirling smoke, Lin Xiao was still healing his wounds with incredible regenerative power.
As for the golden lacquer covering Lin Xiao's body, it was becoming fainter and fainter, and some areas had even disappeared.
In this process of mutual annihilation, the defeat of the golden blood seemed inevitable.
