The cold moon is shining brightly, and the mountains are clear and green.
The rumbling vibrations continued to be heard.
In thick fog.
Sweat dripped down and turned into frost on the ground.
As night falls, the temperature in Qingping Daze becomes significantly lower.
However.
The battle between one person and one god is getting more intense.
His physical strength was severely exhausted, and there was not much vitality left. After a day of fighting, Li Ziye's face clearly showed signs of fatigue.
What's even more troublesome is that the light on the White Moon God Stone is getting weaker and weaker. Obviously, after a day of consumption, the power is gradually exhausted.
However, the moonlight was blocked by thick fog, and the recovery speed of the White Moon Stone became extremely slow, far unable to keep up with the consumption.
certainly.
The two-headed evil dragon transformed into the will of the god of disaster is not much better.
The main body is still sealed, and the power of the two-headed evil dragon is far from its peak. Since the war, the huge body has been completely transparent and may disintegrate at any time.
In this battle of willpower and physical strength, there is no telling who will win.
"Roar!"
The two-headed evil dragon looked up to the sky and roared. Not wanting to delay any longer, he charged forward with all his strength.
"Call you uncle!"
Li Ziye suppressed his physical exhaustion, said something civilized, and immediately rushed forward with his sword in hand.
On the pure Jun sword, the dragon pearl shines brightly, and after swallowing the power of the gods, the aura becomes more powerful.
The biggest beneficiary of this war of attrition is undoubtedly the Dragon Ball of the Deep Sea King.
"boom!"
During the battle, the dragon's breath was puffed out, the sword energy was flowing horizontally, and the afterimages disappeared. Then, the sword energy soared into the sky, breaking through the fog that covered the sky.
moment.
Above the sky, the moonlight shines down.
In Li Ziye's hand, the White Moon God Stone suddenly glowed with light.
"It's now."
The White Moon Divine Stone briefly recovered, and Li Ziye jumped up, holding the brick in his hand, and smashed it against the two-headed evil dragon.
"Roar!"
Under the violent impact, the two-headed evil dragon roared to the sky in pain, and its illusory body was violently disillusioned.
"It's your turn to help!"
The move worked. Li Ziye stepped into the air and poured all his true energy into the Chunjun sword. Under the cold moon, the bright sword light illuminated the entire Qingping Daze.
"Buzz!"
this moment.
On the pure Jun sword, the dragon ball roared, the green light flourished, and the dragon's power fed back, blessing the sword's power.
With a shocking sword strike, Li Ziye used up his last strength and struck down with one strike, splitting the misty world into two in a radius of a hundred feet.
Boom!
The sword energy slashed down, the evil dragon screamed, and the second head was cut off.
The evil energy overflowed and was quickly swallowed up by Bian Chunjun's sword before it could completely dissipate.
The dragon ball buzzes, and its spirituality becomes more and more extraordinary.
"Keng!"
When Chunjun hit the ground, Li Ziye stabilized his body with his sword, panting heavily, sweat dripping down his face, and his physical strength and energy were severely exhausted.
"Roar!"
In the void, the evil dragon with only one head left roared in pain, its body was disillusioned, and it was also approaching its limit.
Sudden.
The evil dragon stabilized its body that was about to collapse, and roared upwards, its will revealed in the vast swamp, as if it was summoning something.
Li Ziye's expression changed slightly when he saw this.
Could it be?
No way.
Previously, this evil dragon seemed to suddenly gain strength like this. It seemed that it could borrow strength from somewhere. Could it happen again?
at the same time.
Thousands of miles away, on the coast of the North Sea, the old man who had just escaped from the siege of Qianye Zhenyuan and others felt that he was full of evil and wanted to take advantage of the evil dragon in Qingping Daze.
Unexpectedly.
at this time.
Under the bright moon, a sword energy came through the sky.
The old man's expression changed and he quickly took action to resist.
"Well!"
With a muffled groan, the sword energy broke through the evil energy and passed through the body, bringing out a waterfall of miserable blood.
The old man staggered and steadied himself, looking at the young man in front of him, unwilling to fight, turned around and ran away.
"You can't leave!"
From behind, Li Qingzhi said something indifferently, and then his figure flashed past, blocking the former's path. The blade of his sword slashed across, killing him mercilessly.
"Keng!"
The old man turned his palm to block the sword, and the evil energy surged endlessly.
The sword in Li Qingzhi's hand immediately changed his moves, and a huge force exploded, shocking the old man back.
The unpredictable sword, between fast and heavy, is unpredictable, its moves are ruthless, and its sword is deadly.
The old man retreated again and again. He had already been seriously injured under the attack of Chiba Mao and others. At this moment, when he met the unparalleled genius of the Central Plains again, he was completely at a disadvantage as soon as the battle started.
He wanted to escape, but there was no chance. The life-threatening sword was incredibly fast, every move was extremely precise, and it was as heavy as a mountain. Even with the blessing of the God of Disaster, it was difficult to stop him.
"Bah!"
A sword passed across the old man's chest, and blood spattered. It was so dangerous that it almost hurt his heart.
The old man reluctantly avoided the fatal sword, but before he could recover, the sword struck again.
"Well!"
The sword penetrated the body, and blood spurted out. The old man retreated with his feet, concentrated his energy with his palms, and counterattacked strongly.
Ignorant of pain and fatigue, the old man was seriously injured one after another under the possession of the God of Disaster, but he still had strong fighting power.
Li Qingzhi drew his sword, pointed the edge, and used it to break through the face, blocking the old man's strong counterattack. At the same time, he stepped past him in an instant, and with a sword that reached the limit, it penetrated directly into the old man's back heart.
"Well!"
The gushing blood dyed the old man's clothes completely red, making him look miserable and dazzling in the cold night.
The old man stumbled, turned around forcefully, and wanted to fight back.
"Is the immortal body really immortal?"
Li Qingzhi said something coldly, drew his sword and retreated. Immediately, his figure was split into three parts. The extremely fast sword and extremely fast body skills, between virtual and real, severely wounded the old man again and again.
"Humanity!"
this moment.
In the Baqi mirror, an angry voice sounded, and the majestic evil energy surged out and poured into the old man's body.
"Are you anxious?"
When Li Qingzhi saw this, he sneered and said, "It's useless to be anxious. Before you really lift the lockdown, you'd better restrain your temper, because it's useless!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qingzhi's figure flashed past and was in front of the old man.
Wushuang slashed, forcibly breaking through the evil energy around the old man, and penetrated into the old man's lungs.
then.
Li Qingzhi drew his sword, pointed it through the air, and the sword energy penetrated the old man's body again.
Blood sprayed out like a waterfall, and the old man's body was nearly destroyed after repeated heavy injuries.
Three of the five divine treasures were destroyed, and the movement of the true energy was severely restricted.
"Now, do you have any other means? Qianye Longcheng."
Ten steps away, Li Qingzhi stared at the old man in front of him and said calmly, "Maybe I should call you now, the Yamata God of Disaster!"
The old man staggered to steady himself and looked at the young man in front of him. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped his own heavenly spirit.
Since the heavenly spirit was sacrificed, in an instant, blood mist filled the sky and earth, and a huge evil force quickly revived.
"Destroy the host's body and prepare to risk everything?"
Seeing this scene, Li Qingzhi narrowed his eyes and looked serious for the first time.
From now on, his opponent will be the real Yamata God of Disaster!
at the same time.
In Qingping Daze, after the Yamata God of Disaster sacrificed the life of his host, the two severed heads grew again amidst the angry roar of the evil dragon.
When Li Ziye saw this, his expression became heavy.
This time, I really have to fight hard.
Thousands of miles apart.
Li Ziye and Li Qingzhi, two brothers from the Li family, faced off against the god of disaster in Yingzhou at the same time.
The situation is in crisis.
