"Dick, you've seen all the battles just now, have you learned anything?" asked Dimihera, whose wings stretched out like clouds, and swept forward with a gentle vibration, as she flew.

Dick, who was flying in the air, scratched his head, frowned and thought, and then said: "Your attack is very fast, and your sword skills are also very exquisite, and the bandit leader is powerful and has nowhere to go, so he fell to the downside." ”

Di Mihra nodded: "Liliang is the foundation of everything, but appropriate skills can also make up for Liliang's shortcomings, your combat style is to focus too much on Liliang and ignore skills." ”

"How?" said Dick, puzzled.

Di Mihra gave him a blank look: "What a fool! How many times have you fought against people without the great momentum of large magic to achieve victory? This shows that your combat style is too liliang-oriented."

Take you and me as an example, if the two of us fight, as long as you cast the forbidden spell in the space-time magic, whether it is the 'Space Rift' that destroys everything, or the 'Time Still' that imprisons everything, I can't resist it head-on. But in front of me, you don't have a chance to cast a big magic, so you can only lose to me. ”

Dick stroked his forehead with one hand, his eyes were dilated, obviously he had fallen into deep thought, and after a while, he suddenly said: "Dimi, I can't think of anything, this journey is lonely anyway, let's fight again!"

Dimihera grinned: "That's what I mean!" The words fell, and his body moved, like a black lightning thunder, and in the blink of an eye, he had already flown in front of Dick, and the magic sword sadly drew a purple light and shadow, slashing obliquely.

Dick's face was grim. The figure flew back in the air, giving way to a sword from Dimihera. At the same time, he took out the immortal sword in the space bag and placed it across his chest.

Dimihera's wings fluttered slightly. The figure flew up again, and the magic sword mourn danced out of a heavy purple sword shadow shrouded down, Dick only felt that the magic sword sorrow in Dimihera's hand seemed to have eyes, sword after sword, stabbing at his weak parts, Dick quickly staggered.

With a clanging sound, the blades collided, and the Immortal Sword and the Demon Sword Sorrow exchanged hundreds of times every second, and layers of sparks shrouded the two people who were fighting fiercely.

There was a crisp buzzing sound. The immortal sword broke away from Dick's palm and flew away with a trembling roar, the magic sword grief was already on Dick's neck, and the burning purple flame had licked his cheeks.

Dick waved with one hand, and the immortal sword flew back as if it was gravitational, Dick's eyes were sharp, and he shouted softly: "Come again!"

"A couple of times. Dimichra said with a smile.

Dick held the Immortal Sword, and the sword light like water reflected on his face, and his body shook slightly. The whole person disappeared in place. Dimihera smiled unabated, and the magic sword stabbed sadly to the left side of her body, just in time to meet the blade that appeared out of thin air in the spatial fluctuations.

With a ding, the two swords clashed. Dimihera and Dick each took a few steps back, and the corners of Dimihera's mouth rose, and said, "This is decent." Space magic is meant to be used by surprise, but you should minimize spatial fluctuations when teleporting. So that I won't notice. As soon as she finished speaking, she was already in front of Dick again. The shadow of the demon sword is densely woven like rain, pouring down all over the sky.

Dick swung his immortal sword to block. At the same time, he frowned and said, "I have also tried, but it is always difficult to control the alternation of fighting qi and magic power. ”

"This is not a problem," Di Mihra said, and at the same time raised his hand and stabbed out a tricky sword, "When you reach the god realm, the fighting energy and magic power in your body will transform into a more advanced and powerful liliang-divine power, and then there will be no such problem." And because of your demonic and martial dual cultivation, the transformed divine power will be doubled, that is to say, as long as you break through the divine realm, you will immediately be the peak of the lower god. ”

"Can you tell me more about the Divine Realm?" Dick said. When the first word of this sentence was spoken, Dick was still in the midst of a fierce battle with Dimihera, and when Zuihou came out of the word, the immortal sword had already taken off his hand and flew out again.

"Pick up the sword first. Dimihera raised an eyebrow.

The journey was no longer lonely, and as Dimihra battled Dick, she recounted anecdotes about the gods.

"There are two ways of fighting between gods and spirits, and the battle on the bright side is very simple, that is, attacking and defending each other, fighting each other for life and death, including the confrontation between the attack and defense of the moves and the spatial power of their respective planes. Although you have refined the god of war, the spatial power of the Karimodan plane must wait until you become a god before you can invoke it. ”

"And when the two gods fighting are of equal strength, it is very likely that another battle will occur - the collision of the two planes, the battle for the power of faith! The two gods will tear open the spatial barrier between the planes, send their own army of gods into the other plane, slaughter the believers of the other party, and slowly weaken the other party's faith, this kind of battle can often last for thousands of years. This is the origin of the word 'holy war' in religious legends. In fact, to put it bluntly, they are just two cowards who dare not go head-to-head. ”

"There is no distinction between mages and warriors, the gods who were once mages will transform their magic into divine power after reaching the divine realm, and they will have the ability to fight in close combat; ”

"Battles between gods rarely require the chanting of incantations, because most of the forbidden spell magic of the Holy Realm can be instantaneous after reaching the Divine Realm. ”

"But there are no absolutes in everything, and there are divine spells on top of forbidden spells! The magic spells called 'divine spells' have no fixed form, which requires the gods to comprehend the laws of the elements or the rules of heaven and earth, and the same effect of the divine spells, a superior god only needs to recite a few syllables, and a lower god may need to recite for a few days. ”

While talking, the battle between the two continued, and Dick had long since lost a few times, but he held on to Demihera for longer and longer. From ten seconds to eleven seconds, twelve seconds, fifteen seconds, twenty seconds......

Dick suddenly let out a clear roar, the immortal sword was raised high, and the sword pierced through the nine heavens, and then slashed down heavily, and a three-zhang long jet-black sword light erupted from the body of the sword, the black light was clear, and the divine power was terrifying. At the same time as the sword was released, Dick's figure also disappeared abruptly.

Dimihera swung her magic sword and mourned, and the same crescent-shaped sword light was sent out by her hand, meeting Dick's sword light. With a loud bang, the two swords collided with each other and eliminated each other, leading to a shocking power.

The pupils in Dimihera's blood-colored eyes shrank suddenly, and in the aftermath of the two sword bursts, a large dimensional slash crossed and shot straight out.

Dick swung his sword and unleashed a large dimensional slash at the same time, which was hidden in the shadow of the sword and was imperceptible.

What a cunning boy! Dimichra's mind was racing, but he did not hesitate to make a response in his hand, and the magic sword was sadly crossed in front of his chest, blocking the Great Dimensional Slash that was shooting towards Biao. However, at this moment, Dimihera felt a sudden fluctuation in the space on the left side of her body, and a blade like autumn water flashed with a hazy blue light, leaning out from the rippling spatial fluctuations, and pointed at Dimihera's snow-like neck.

In front of the horizontal sword on the chest of Di Mihera, there was no way to resist the sudden sword blade, and he could only watch the immortal sword resting on his neck.

Dick's body only appeared in the ripples of spatial fluctuations at this time, and he smiled and said, "Dimi, you lost. ”

But Dimihera showed no mercy at all, she scoffed: "Useless guy, he only won once after fighting for so long, what is there to be proud of." With that, he turned around angrily.

Dick withdrew his immortal sword and scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a moment. However, he did not see that the corners of Dimihera's mouth, which was facing away from him, curled with pleasure.

"Again, I can't even beat you kid, I'm the first angel to fight!" When Dimichla turned around, the smile on her lips had disappeared, and she was still puffing out her cheeks, pretending to be coquettish.

Dick was also not to be outdone, and the immortal sword danced in his hand: "Come here, you can come a few times, you can't even beat your own woman, and I'm a man!"

Under the eternal night of hell, two figures fought tirelessly against each other, and the shadows of swords filled the sky. (To be continued......)