Stunning beauty

The cold moon shines brightly, Qingping Daze.

The sound of rumbling vibrations continued to be heard.

in dense fog.

Sweat dripped down and turned into frost.

When the night came, the temperature in Qingping Daze became significantly lower.

however.

The battle between one person and one god is becoming more and more intense.

The physical strength was exhausted violently, and there was not much true energy left. After a day of fighting, Li Ziye's face was obviously tired.

What's 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 the dense fog, and the recovery speed of the White Moon God Stone became extremely slow, far from keeping up with the consumption.

of course.

The two-headed dragon transformed into the God of Misfortune's will is not much better.

The main body is still under seal, and the power of the two-headed dragon is far from its peak. Since the war, its huge body has become completely transparent and may disperse at any time.

It's hard to say who will win and lose in this battle of will and physical strength.

"Roar!"

The two-headed dragon roared up to the sky, unwilling to delay any longer, and charged forward with all its strength.

"Calling you uncle!"

Li Ziye endured the exhaustion of his body, said something very civilized, and immediately rushed forward with his sword.

On the Chunjun sword, the dragon pearl was shining brightly, and after devouring the power of the gods, the aura became stronger and stronger.

If we say that the biggest beneficiary of this war of attrition is undoubtedly the Dragon Ball of the King of the Deep Sea.

"boom!"

During the battle, the breath of the dragon breathed in and out, the energy of the sword crisscrossed, and the afterimages disappeared in response to the sound. Afterwards, the energy of the sword soared into the sky, breaking through the fog that covered the sky.

moment.

Above the sky, the moonlight sprinkled down.

In Li Ziye's hands, the White Moon God Shi suddenly blazed brightly.

"It's now."

The White Moon God Stone recovered briefly, and Li Ziye jumped up, holding the brick in his hand, and slammed it on the two-headed dragon.

"Roar!"

Under the violent impact, the two-headed dragon roared to the sky in pain, and its illusory body was violently disillusioned.

"It's your turn!"

Once the trick worked, Li Ziye stepped into the air, pouring all his true energy into the Chunjun sword, and under the cold moon, the sword light shone brightly, illuminating the entire Qingping Daze.

"Buzz!"

this moment.

On the Chunjun sword, the dragon ball roared, the blue light flourished, and the dragon's power returned, blessing the sword's power.

With a shocking sword, Li Ziye exhausted the last of his strength. With one sword, he cut down a hundred feet, and the foggy world was divided into two.

Boom!

The sword qi slashed down, the dragon let out a scream, and the second head snapped off.

The evil energy overflowed, and before it could completely dissipate, it was quickly swallowed by Bian Chunjun's sword.

The dragon ball buzzed, and the spirituality became more and more extraordinary.

"Keng!"

When Chunjun fell to the ground, Li Ziye used his sword to stabilize his body, panting heavily, sweat dripping down his face, his physical strength and true energy were severely overdrawn.

"Roar!"

In the void, the evil dragon with only one head left screamed 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, raised its head to the sky and let out a roar, its will was revealed, as if it was calling for something.

Seeing this, Li Ziye's expression changed slightly.

Is it?

No way.

Previously, the evil dragon seemed to suddenly increase in strength like this, and it seemed that it could borrow strength from somewhere. Could it be done again?

at the same time.

Thousands of miles away, on the coast of the North Sea, the old man who had just escaped from Qianye Zhenyuan's siege and others felt that his body was full of evil spirits, and he wanted to take advantage of the evil dragon in Qingping Daze.

Unexpectedly.

at this time.

Under the bright moon, a beam of sword energy pierced through the sky.

The old man's face changed, and he hurriedly resisted.

"Uh!"

With a muffled groan, the sword energy pierced through the evil energy and passed through the body, bringing out a waterfall of mournful fresh blood.

The old man staggered and stabilized his figure, looked at the young man in front of him, turned and fled, unwilling to fight.

"You can't go!"

From behind, Li Qingzhi said something lightly, and then his figure flashed past, blocking the way of the former in an instant, and the sword edge slashed across, ruthlessly killing him.

"Keng!"

The old man turned his palms to block the sword, and his evil energy was surging and endless.

The sword in Li Qingzhi's hand immediately changed his move, and a thousand-ton force exploded, knocking the old man back.

The unfathomable sword, between fast and heavy, is unpredictable, with ruthless moves, and the sword is life-threatening.

The old man stepped back and retreated, he was seriously injured by Chiba Mao and others. At this moment, when he met the peerless genius of the Central Plains again, he fell into a disadvantage at the beginning of the battle.

He wanted to escape, but he had no chance. The life-threatening sword was incredibly fast, each move was extremely precise, and it was as heavy as Mount Tai. Even with the blessing of the god of evil, it was difficult to stop.

"Bah!"

A sword slashed across, blood spattered on the old man's chest, dangerous and dangerous, almost hurting the heart.

The old man dodged the life-threatening sword in embarrassment, but before he could recover, the sword's edge came again.

"Uh!"

A sword pierced through his body, blood gushed out, the old man stepped back continuously, condensed his energy with his palms again, and counterattacked forcefully.

Knowing no pain, no fatigue, under the possession of the God of Misfortune, the old man suffered heavy injuries one after another, but he still had strong combat power.

Li Qingzhi drew his sword out, pointed at the front, and blocked the old man's strong counterattack by pointing at the front. At the same time, he stepped forward in an instant, and the sword, which was as fast as the limit, directly pierced the old man's back heart.

"Uh!"

The spewing blood completely stained the old man's clothes red, making it look dazzling in the cold night.

The old man staggered, turned around forcibly, and wanted to counterattack.

"Is the immortal body really immortal?"

Li Qingzhi said something in a cold voice, drew his sword and retreated, and immediately his figure was divided into three parts. The extremely fast sword, extremely fast movement, between the virtual and the real, hit the old man again and again.

"Humanity!"

this moment.

In the Baqi mirror, an angry voice sounded, and a majestic evil spirit gushed out, continuously sinking into the old man's body.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Seeing this, Li Qingzhi sneered, and said, "It's useless to be anxious. Before you really unblock, you'd better restrain your temper, because it's useless!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Qingzhi's figure flashed past and appeared in front of the old man.

Wushuang slashed, forcibly breaking through the evil spirit around the old man, penetrating into the old man's heart.

then.

Li Qingzhi pulled out his sword, pointed at the air, and the sword energy pierced through the old man's body again.

Blood sprayed like a waterfall, and the old man's body was almost destroyed by successive heavy injuries.

Three of the five gods were destroyed, and the movement of true energy was severely restricted.

"Now, do you have any means? Qianye Dragon City."

Ten steps away, Li Qingzhi stared at the old man in front of him, and said calmly, "Maybe I should call you now, Baqi God of Disaster!"

The old man staggered and stabilized his figure, looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped his sky spirit.

Self-covering the spirit of the sky, sacrificing his life, in an instant, the sky and the earth were filled with blood mist, and a huge evil spirit quickly recovered.

"Destroy the body of the host, are you ready to give it a go?"

Seeing this scene, Li Qingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression became serious for the first time.

From now on, his opponent is the real Baqi God of Disaster!

at the same time.

In Qingping Daze, after Baqi God of Misfortune sacrificed the life of the host, amidst the angry roar of the evil dragon, two severed heads grew out again.

Seeing this, Li Ziye's expression became heavy.

This time, I really have to work hard.

Thousands of miles apart.

Li Ziye, Li Qingzhi, the two brothers of the Li family faced the god of misfortune in Shangyingzhou at the same time.

The situation is completely in crisis.