Rumble!

With a loud bang in the sky, a figure smashed into the tide of life below.

The tide was surging, and the man quickly sank to the bottom of the tide.

Tororea looked down coldly in mid-air.

Suddenly, He felt some warm liquid on His face.

Reach out and touch your face.

It's blood.

That sharp sword qi, Tororea didn't avoid it all after all.

But Tororea ignored the wound and didn't bother with Dongfang Yunfan, instead aimed the spear at Tiamat and threw it with a shot.

Where the spear passed, even the space had to be retreated.

If this shot hits, even Tiamat will have to pay a lot of money to catch it.

But Tiamat below, after only looking at the pistol, turned his head away from it.

Just when the spear was only three meters away from Tiamat, a bronze and brilliant scroll suddenly appeared there, with the pattern of nine small tripods painted on the scroll.

This seemingly thin picture scroll blocked this mighty spear.

The divine power that can penetrate the space is difficult to move forward half a step in front of this scroll.

At the sight of that picture, Tolorea's face immediately darkened.

"Our Oriental Family's Jiuding Diagram, is it good-looking?"

At this time, Dongfang Yunfan flew out after soaking in the tide of life for a while.

After reaching the same height as Tolorea, he asked quippedly.

And Tororea didn't speak, and withdrew the sharpshooter.

In the battle just now, Dongfang Yunfan relied on this picture to entangle with him for so long.

Not only does this diagram isolate him from the influence of his own power, but it also has extremely strong defense and unbelievable quality.

Tororea can assert that this nine-tripod map is definitely a rare treasure in the world.

Even among the gods, it is still an artifact that can make the gods covetous.

But what surprised Tororea the most was that there was no divine aura on this treasure map! It's full of human breath.

In other words, the birth of this picture has nothing to do with the gods, and it is completely human.

"It's incredible."

He said this in his heart.

If it were a painter who could create such a picture in the god generation, perhaps even the gods would be jealous of him.

But that's not what I'm thinking about right now.

Clenching the sharpshooter in his hand, Tororea prepared to stab again.

This time, though, Tiamat moved below.

I saw the Mother Goddess raise her arms, and with her movements, the tide of life around her began to surge.

Then, the tide turned into columns of water that rushed into the sky.

Noticing the column of water below, Tororea frowned and chose to back down.

But Tiamat wasn't prepared to let him go.

The tide flew into the sky, then turned into chains and flew towards Tororea, trying to bind him.

The speed of the chains is extremely fast, and Tororea is not good at speed, and he is soon overtaken by the chains, and it is difficult to get rid of them.

"Damn it!"

Tororea wields a sharpshooter, and the power of the sharpshooter shatters all the chains, but to no avail.

The entire living quarters have been flooded by Tiamat's tidal currents of life, and it can be said that it has now become her home turf.

What's more, these chains are made of water, and when they are broken, they just turn back into their original form and fall back into the tide, without any effect.

Even if you are devoured by a spear, you can swallow as much as I Tiamat summons, and I don't have any fear at all.

Even I summon faster than you can swallow.

It didn't take long for Tororea to realize what the problem was.

He turned his gaze back to Tiamat.

"Sure enough, we still have to solve the root cause of the problem."

Rumble!

A sea of majestic magic erupted from Tororea's body, forming a huge purple-black spherical curtain of light.

The light curtain blocked all the chains, and as soon as he raised his hand, a large number of purple light guns appeared out of thin air.

"Die."

With his order.

Raining spears of light poured out on Tiamat, the scale of which obscured her vision.

Tiamat looked up slightly, not even singing, just a slight lift of his fingers.

Countless tides swung upstream, engulfing all the light guns.

These represent the tides of Tiamat's own power to nourish her children (all life on earth) and to dispose of all that is harmful for her.

Just like she shaped the ecology hundreds of millions of years ago.

In these tides, all that is harmful to life on Earth's native planet, is dissolved.

Energy is no exception.

Seeing that the light spear was all blocked, Tororea was not surprised, poured all the magic power into the spear, and then stabbed it out.

The purple-black light cannon was like a black line across the heavens and the earth, and the space was disintegrated under this terrifying power.

Tiamat was still the same breezy look, her hands folded in front of her, and the endless tide of life was churning, forming waves in front of her.

A thousandth of a second later, the light cannon slammed into the waves, and countless tides scattered into the air, shattering one wave after another.

But with each wave shattered, the power of the light cannon will be weakened by a few points.

When the cannon finally arrived in front of Tiamat, the bucket-like cannon was as small as a toothpick.

Tiamat knocked it out with a slap in the face.

Seeing that such a powerful attack was so easily stopped, Tororea's heart had sunk to the bottom.

He has to admit that he has very little chance of winning now.

"Tsk."

Tororea smacked his mouth in frustration, a situation he really didn't want to see.

On the other side, Dongfang Yunfan, who had been watching for a long time, was ready to put the finishing touches on it.

"Well, it's time for this to end."

After speaking, Dongfang Yunfan raised his arm, and the sword qi that had been accumulating energy and restrained since just now was completely liberated at this moment.

The silver light illuminated half of the sky, and in the dim light, this light was even more dazzling.

However, this light is not something that can be admired casually, it is not very noble, but because there is a sword aura in this light, even just looking at it may cause your eyes to be cut, resulting in blindness.

The light shone brightly, Dongfang Yunfan smiled and said to the gloomy Tororea: "Bye-bye." ”

Then, a sword was swung.

The silver light arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, and the speed seemed to be able to catch up with even the light.

Tororea didn't have time to dodge, so he could barely release his magic power to form a magic barrier.

But when the sword light arrived, the barrier was cut through effortlessly like papier-mâché.

In the end, Tororea could only twist his body as if to remedy.

Finally, the sword light passed through his body and flew into the distance.

Dongfang Yunfan opened an imaginary space transfer door and banished these sword qi to the imaginary space.

The sword light flashed, and Tolorea's body looked as if nothing had happened.

But.

Three seconds later, an incision abruptly appeared from Tolorea's right shoulder.

Then, his entire right arm slowly slid off his torso.

The moment the incision appeared, Tolorea's expression became rather hideous.

Holding back the pain, he opened a spatial door and retreated.

After he left, Dongfang Yunfan caught Tororea's right arm that was about to fall into the tide of life in an instant.

"That's a good thing."

He raised an eyebrow and said, "No matter what, this time is finally a bit rewarding." As for the right arm, give it to Asclepius, I'm sure he will be very interested. ”