"Tiamat's breath!?"

Tororea moved down and looked at Dongfang Yunfan's right arm, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"I noticed it when I fought you before, but this body of yours can really surprise me."

Tororea picked up his spear and widened the distance between him and Dongfang Yunfan.

"That said."

Dongfang Yunfan moved his right wrist and said, "It's still a little difficult to bear the blood of the mother god." ”

Tororea licked her lips and said:

"If you can get this drop of the blood of the Mother Goddess, the progress of the plan will definitely exceed the previous expectations!"

Dongfang Yunfan shook his hand, and the crimson sword qi gushed out, revealing a terrifying edge, and said:

"If you can take your head, then the safety of the earth will skyrocket."

As he spoke, the two guys who couldn't make up one person together looked at each other and smiled.

To be honest, both of them are not low in appearance.

Dongfang Yunfan's face comes from Dongfang Shuoyin, who is known as a fairy in the world.

And the god who was born on the body of Tororea after the fall of the god king can be regarded as the reincarnation of the god king itself, and his appearance is also top-notch.

Such a perfect look, paired with a bright smile, should be pleasing to the eye.

But now, the smile looks incredibly permeating.

Tororea stepped forward first, the tip of his spear sweeping across the ground, sending out a flash of spark.

Dongfang Yunfan then moved, and the sword qi cut through the air, leaving a crimson trace.

"Bell!"

Like the sound and flash of a high-explosive grenade exploding.

Unprecedented sounds appeared in this huge space, this is the "Ancient Heart" layer of the Tomb of Albion, where there is the most powerful barrier in the world today, no matter how fierce the battle is, it will not be fine.

Now, a reincarnation of a god-king and a super trap are going to shop here!

Tororea took two steps back, and found himself with a burning pain on his face, he knew what was going on, but he was cut by the flying sword qi, it was not a big deal for him.

Dongfang Yunfan slid backwards on tiptoe for a distance before stopping, detecting a small hole in his right arm, which had been pierced by a sharpshooter. But it's not a big problem, the body of the rest of the earth, only magic can be infinitely regenerated.

This is just a small test for both sides. Temptation or something, just need this one.

After doing a lot of calculations in his brain, Dongfang Yunfan guessed the current strength level of Tororea and calculated his own victory rate.

Fifty out of five.

Considering the identity of the opponent's main god, this win rate is already worth a fight.

The long interstellar wandering, after all, has caused the strength of this god to decline seriously.

"Fight, begin!"

Dongfang Yunfan's eyes instantly became cold, and his sword qi was swallowed, and a crimson sword about three feet long extended from his fingertips.

At the moment when the blade was formed, Dongfang Yunfan's figure flashed into the imaginary space.

However, Tororea is a god who holds the power of space, and even if Dongfang Yunfan enters the imaginary space, he can still accurately capture the figure of the target.

Firmly locked on Dongfang Yunfan's figure, Tororea raised his spear and stabbed it out, piercing through the void and stabbing straight into Dongfang Yunfan's chest.

Dongfang Yunfan looked down at the spear stabbed into his chest, and his eyes and expression did not change in the slightest.

He decisively reached out and grabbed the tip of the sharpshooter.

The moment he held it, terrifying magic instantly burst out from the tip of the spear, making the surrounding space instantly extremely unstable.

However, Dongfang Yunfan's palm also erupted with amazing sword qi, which forced this magic power back.

The two magical forces were entangled in Dongfang Yunfan's palm.

Dongfang Yunfan immediately leaped forward one step at a time, returned to the real number space and released his five fingers.

The magic that had been firmly confined to a small space was instantly released, and the magic that could be called a torrent of magic rushed towards Tororea.

In this regard, Tororea just shook the spear, and the shaking vibration of the spear body instantly shook this magic power.

As he dissipated the magic, Tororea raised the tip of the spear and smashed it down like a stick.

Dongfang Yunfan quickly retreated two steps.

The tip of the spear smashed to the ground, leaving only a small white mark on the solid ground here.

After the tip of the spear fell, Dongfang Yunfan immediately stepped forward and stepped out, stepping on the head of the spear under his feet, and at the same time his body moved forward, his right hand was drawn in the shape of a knife, and a sword was split.

Tororea held the tail of the spear in his right hand, leaned to the left to avoid the sword qi, and at the same time slid down the barrel with his left hand, holding the middle of the spear, and focusing on his right foot.

With explosive force in both arms, the sharpshooter was drawn.

Dongfang Yunfan pulled away and slashed another sword at the same time.

Tororea did not stop after drawing the spear, but the whole person began to spin clockwise.

The spear was swung like a stick by Tororea, and the sword qi was shattered by the spear, and at the same time, a spear was shot.

Dongfang Yunfan slashed the gun with a sword.

After a short period of calm, Dongfang Yunfan launched an offensive again.

Crescent-shaped sword qi was slashed out one after another, dancing wildly in this ancient underground space.

A cold light was lit out, shattering all the sword qi.

………………

Tomb of Albion, the "Great Magic Circuit" floor, venous cloister Odvier

A group of five people is running wildly through these corridors.

"I didn't expect it to be so lucky, so we ran into those cracks with unstable coordinates."

Tristan sighed.

"yes." Bedwell said as if happy, "It's good that it happened, otherwise we might really have to go to the clock tower to borrow violently." ”

As soon as he said this, Bedwell slightly focused on Dongfang Shuoyin, who was leading the way, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Violence is used to make this kind of thing, and he will feel that it is against his conscience to let Bedwell do it.

Although, this may be the best way to do it at the moment.

After all, this is the Spirit Tomb of Albion, which is the most important asset of the Clock Tower, and it is impossible to let them in easily.

Dongfang Shuoyin, who was leading the way at this moment, didn't notice Bedwell's sigh.

Although it was her first time here, given the level of magic and the environment here, it would be better to let her lead the way, after all, her detection skills would be stronger.

"Everyone, pay attention, there is a fantasy reaction five hundred meters ahead, the number is three, there is no way to detour, prepare for battle!"

"Oh!" *4

The distance of five hundred meters was fleeting in front of the footsteps of this group of heroic spirits.

After only two or three breaths, three Hydra larvae appeared in front of the five of them.

After discovering that someone was coming, the Hydra hatchlings immediately entered a hunting mode, trying to hunt Gawain and his party.

Tristan, as an Archer, was the first to move, swinging the strings, and bursts of string sounds poured out, killing the Hydra hatchlings that rushed to the front.

Then entering the range of close combat, Gawain and Lancelot rushed forward from left to right, inflicting instant damage on the two Hydra hatchlings.

In the end, Bedwell and Dongfang Shuoyin finished them off with one sword and one sword.

Since the disappearance of the dragon, the blessings of England belonging to the Knights of the Round Table have finally returned.

The Knights of the Round Table, who have received the blessings of their own country, are now as strong as ghosts.

After the neat point dealt with the Hydra larvae, it was too late to pack up the loot, and rushed towards the deeper layer of the "Ancient Heart".

Shortly after they left, a middle-aged beautiful woman appeared here, looking thoughtfully in the direction they were leaving.