"Bang!"

A deafening crash resounded in the barren dry meadow.

This was accompanied by the sound of a collision.

Two black shadows exuding terrifying energy suddenly flew out upside down in that violent hard collision.

"Whirring ......"

After retreating three meters, Du Zhong steadied his footing and gasped rapidly.

A pair of eyes, staring at the opposite side.

The same panting, sweaty Conrad.

Take a closer look.

Both of them have a lot of wounds on their bodies.

Although there is no blood flowing, judging from the current situation, both of them are not very well.

"Such a strong light energy."

While staring at each other, Du Zhong was secretly frightened.

When he fought with Conrad, he felt very clearly that the strength of the energy in Conrad's body was completely different from ordinary ordinary energy.

What to say:

That kind of power is like Zhou Yinger's ghostly candle strength.

Born with a candle!

"This is what Theodora said earlier about the power of light?"

Eucommia secretly smacked his tongue.

In addition to feeling the strength of this energy, when fighting with Conrad, Du Zhong also felt very clearly that the energy used by Conrad contained a large amount of bright breath, and it was precisely because of the existence of this breath that the energy in his body was abnormally pure, and that purity was not much different from the energy refined by Du Zhong.

Pure energy combined with the breath of light, this is obviously the sworn enemy of the demonic qi.

"Although the energy is very strong, the disadvantages are too great."

While being surprised by the strength of the other party's energy, Du Zhong couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

This kind of incomparably pure energy can only be gathered after years of refining, although I don't know what kind of exercises the other party has cultivated, or if they have used other methods to fuse the light breath into the energy, but Du Zhong can be sure that this energy is limited.

In other words, once Conrad used up the energy in his body, all he could drive was ordinary heaven and earth energy.

With enough power of light, Conrad's strength can reach the late stage of the Divine Transformation, so what if there is no power of light?

Thinking of this, Du Zhong grinned.

"Almost."

In the battle just now, Du Zhong could clearly feel that the energy in Conrad's body had been in a state of rapid consumption, and now the rest was only fifty percent at most.

If it continues to be consumed, Conrad's strength will inevitably continue to decay.

When the time comes, Eucommia will be able to completely suppress it!

The other side.

Similarly, Conrad, who was staring at Du Zhong, was also contemplating his eyebrows, and the arrogance on his originally arrogant face was sharply reduced, and it was replaced by an incomparably dignified face.

"How so?"

"How is that possible?"

His eyes were filled with slow disbelief, and looking at Du Zhong, Conrad even had a trace of fear.

He never thought of it.

The combat power of a false god stage martial artist can actually be so strong.

When he realized that Du Zhong's combat power was almost equal to his, he burst out with nearly fifty percent of the light power in his body, trying to suppress Du Zhong with a stronger force.

But what he didn't expect was that.

Even if he burst out with the power of light, he still couldn't suppress Du Zhong, as if no matter how much power he used, Du Zhong could always be on par with him.

That feeling made him feel powerless.

"Do you want to use that trick?"

Conrad gritted his teeth, his face turning a little crazy.

"No, no!"

With a turn of color, Conrad immediately shook his head and muttered, "That move caused me too much damage." ”

"But ......"

Suddenly, Conrad's eyes were cold again.

"Either he dies or I die!"

"Can't let them go, absolutely not!"

Roaring in my heart.

Conrad's mouth snapped open.

"Ah!!h

A huge roar rose into the sky.

"Huh?"

Du Zhong's expression tightened, and under the exploration of his spiritual power, he felt very clearly that the power of light in Conrad's body was churning.

It's like a tsunami in the middle of a tsunami.

"Du Zhong, be careful!"

At this moment, Theodora, who was under siege, his face changed in shock, and at the same time he blasted a person away with one palm, he opened his mouth and shouted: "That's the blade of the gods!" ”

"Godblade?"

Du Zhong's expression froze.

He had heard of this trick.

When I was in the army, there were all kinds of legends around the world, including the legend of this god's blade.

Blade of the Gods.

It is an incomparably powerful trick that can only be used by people who believe in gods in Europe.

This kind of trick is generally used when dealing with the evil blood clan and wolf clan.

It is rumored that this trick is the nemesis of the blood and wolf clans.

The gods are out, and the demons are destroyed!

"Desperate?"

Looking at Conrad, who was changing, Du Zhong took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

At the moment when Du Zhong's eyes closed, the energy of the entire heaven and earth suddenly exploded, and under the mobilization of the spiritual power of Du Zhong covering a radius of ten miles, the energy of heaven and earth converged into a stream, like a surging river, surging from all directions, frantically pouring into Du Zhong's body.

Meanwhile.

The speed of the energy in Eucommia's body also increased instantly.

Even the sword pill, which had not changed at all, began to tremble slightly, and the power of silver-white thunder and lightning rippled out like ripples in water, surging towards the four hundred remains.

The other side.

Conrad opened his mouth wide and raised his head to the sky.

With his feet together and his hands spread, the whole person is like a cross, or like a person crucified, a faint milky white energy fluorescence slowly overflows from the skin on the surface of his body, like a thin film, completely enveloping his whole person.

With this mutation.

The momentum of Conrad's body suddenly increased countless times.

The terrifying aura rose to the sky as if it was about to tear through the void.

"Poof!"

When the momentum soared to the peak, Conrad's eyes staring at the sky suddenly poured into a layer of milky white, like a stream of water, completely covering his eyes in an instant.

A pair of eyes, white!

"Hehe......"

A chuckle like a wind chime came from Conrad's mouth, echoing faintly between heaven and earth.

That kind of laughter.

It sounds like only an amiable old man can make it, but if you listen carefully, you can find that in this light laughter, it is actually full of creepy killing intent.

Even the air became cold at this moment.

"It's powerful enough."

Feeling the terrifying momentum coming from the opposite side, Du Zhong slowly opened his eyes, and there was no fear in a pair of bloodshot eyes, but all indifference.

"Are you scared?"

On the other side, Conrad lowered his head and looked at Du Zhong.

At this moment, he has completely transformed into a milky white figure, and even his hair has turned milky white, and if you don't look closely, you can't even see his mouth and eyes.

"Afraid?"

Du Zhong looked at Conrad with an indifferent expression.

The right hand was slowly extended.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a hurricane-like sound erupted around the originally calm body.

As the sound spreads.

"Boom......"

A series of silver electric snakes, like long arrows, gushed out from Du Zhong's palm, as if they had vitality, lingering around Du Zhong's body and began to swim.

"Poof!"

At the same time, a sound like a dragon's groan rang out.

Eucommia ulmoides palm.

A silver sword stretched out.

"Smack!"

Pinch your right palm.

The wind was blowing, and the placket of Du Zhong's clothes was blown to crackle, and the hair that had grown between the eyebrows swayed from side to side under the blowing of the wind.

Razer cohesion.

Thunder and lightning took shape in the area within five meters of Eucommia ulmoides.

Constantly tearing and flickering.

"Are you afraid?"

Holding the Emperor's sword in his hand, Du Zhong still looked at Conrad indifferently.

"Haha......"

Conrad laughed and said: "This is the territory of the gods, you are a little oriental warrior, you are also trying to challenge the gods, you are looking for death by yourself, I will immediately let you feel the power of the gods, the punishment of the gods, you can't escape!" ”

"God?"

Du Zhong smiled, shook his head and said, "That's right, I'm just a little oriental martial artist, but today, I'm going to destroy your god!" ”

"Look for death!"

Conrad let out a snort.

Stretch out your hands from the left and right sides and put them together above your head.

"O tiny creature that stands up to the gods, accept the punishment, Godblade!"

The words fell.

The hands that were clasped together in the head slashed downward.

Moment.

The power of light that permeated his entire body was like a fierce surge, and suddenly burst out from his suitable hands, forming a huge long blade.

With an overwhelming momentum, he slashed down at Du Zhong's head.

"Whew!"

Eucommia took a deep breath.

The right hand holding the emperor's sword was loosened.

The Emperor's sword dissipated in an instant, turning into a blazing thunderbolt.

"Sixth Style."

A soft murmur came from Du Zhong's mouth.

As soon as the words began.

The thunder and lightning around Du Zhong's body exploded instantly.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Green Dragon!"

The two words, like the ringing of a bell, came from Du Zhong's blood-soaked mouth.

Say these two words at the same time.

Du Zhong's whole body was bound by the silver thunder and lightning, and his skin was even cracked with blood, and his right hand was almost burst by the terrifying power that suddenly rose.

Huge milky blades.

Cut through the space and appear directly above the head of Eucommia.

Under that incomparable majesty, the terrifying pressure fell straight down, so that Du Zhong almost couldn't bear it.

Because of the appearance of this pressure, the ground instantly sank by more than ten centimeters.

I watched as a huge blade slashed in front of me.

Du Zhong slammed his right hand, which was burst by energy, and his fist carried the silver thunder and lightning that had been transformed by the Emperor's sword.

Thunder flashed.

Du Zhong's fist smashed directly on the huge milky white blade.

"Roaring ......"

Between the collision of the two, the silver thunder and lightning on Du Zhong's fist, between the hideous entanglement and tearing, suddenly condensed a huge dragon head, roaring like rage......