Chapter 660 659. Numerous Disturbances Disrupt the Situation

The heart began to accelerate, and the heart of the dragon began to release its terrifying and powerful power. Every beat of the heart delivered more blood and stronger energy to the body.

[Berserker Blood], [Siren Shell], and [Dragon Bloodline] are like the highest-grade fuel, making the engine of the Dragon Heart run at its highest power.

For the first time since he obtained the Heart of the Demonic Dragon, Mo Cheng used the heart to run at full power. The power continuously spread through the heart to the whole body, giving people the feeling of stepping on the accelerator of an apocalypse tank and crushing everything in its way. .

The heart is like a drum, the muscles are beginning to tighten, the energy is being compressed, and power is beginning to be forced out of the body.

After experiencing the previous confrontation, both the dragon and the saint tacitly adjusted their own state to the optimal state.

At the same time, the eyes he looked at each other were full of undisguised malice and murderous intent.

Both Mo Cheng and Elode have realized that at this moment, the opponent is their strongest opponent and the enemy that must be killed.

Mo Cheng's whole body was like a human-shaped dragon. What he breathed was no longer oxygen, but some kind of high-concentration energy. His body seemed to be burning. The high-concentration energy enveloped Mo Cheng in the form of flames. He was just communicating with the outside world. , causing the concentration of magic elements in this regional environment to continue to rise.

This is not the way to express any skill, it is just the performance of Mo Cheng in his complete state.

Its mere existence is enough to have an irreversible impact on the environment. Within a moment, the concentration of magic elements in this area's environment is equivalent to the concentration of the mana pool in the mage tower.

Elold's body ignited with blood-colored flames. Under the reflection of the blood-colored flames, his tall body looked like an ancient demon god descending into the world.

As the two simply stood there, the energy level around them continued to rise, so much so that even the main material world spontaneously formed a different space in this area, stripping away these two guys who had reached the limit of the main material world.

This is the mirror space of the main material world. It is attached to the main material world, but can be separated at any time.

This can be regarded as a defense mechanism formed spontaneously before the main material world is impacted by powerful forces.

But Mo Cheng didn't pay attention to this kind of thing. Fighting was far more fascinating than exploring the world's defense system.

"Oh, burning divine power." Mo Cheng grinned, like a wolf opening its mouth, "If you win, you will survive, but if you lose, you will have to float in the star realm as a corpse in a few years. Elold, you are really working hard. ah."

"As for that, wasn't it just a joke on you? You can't afford it?"

It was said that others couldn't afford it, but Mo Cheng's expression didn't show any surprise at all. He looked more like the kind of person who, after all the hard work, finally stimulated people to the point of stabbing each other with knives, and could justly use [Unlimited Counterattack]. Kill each other.

Burning divine power, Saint Elode burns or explodes all the divine power in his body. Anyway, it is a practice that only wants to kill the opponent regardless of the sequelae.

In this state, Elold's power is infinitely close to his true form, but the price for doing so is absolutely huge.

First of all, not to mention that the saint's body was completely scrapped. At the same time, even Elode's body would be severely traumatized. Elode's godhead was torn apart. At the same time, most or even all of the believers were killed by Mo Cheng. Under the premise.

Elold's approach is almost equivalent to a seriously ill patient using bloodletting therapy to stimulate his spirit. After losing a few years, he will be floating in the astral world as a corpse.

But even if they win, they will have to sleep for decades and nearly a hundred years on the premise that they can reorganize the sect and stably provide faith.

Mo Cheng's words did not cause any fluctuations in Elold, "It doesn't matter. Kill you, take back my godhead, and completely destroy the country called Aundair. Those mortal things you care about will cry out before they die." , will give me a good night’s sleep during my slumber.”

"Then that raises another question."

Mo Cheng smiled, his smile indescribably ferocious, "Qitou, can you do it?"

Without any more exchanges, Elold held a spear, accompanied by endless blood light. Each ray of light was unprotectable [true damage]. Ignoring the dragon scales and the energy position, it exploded on Mo Cheng's body. Countless blood flowers.

Thousands of rays of light cut Mo Cheng almost into bones like Ling Chi, but in the next moment, the breath of the deep sea washed over him from head to toe, and his whole body returned to the same state as before. If it weren't for the smell of blood that had not yet dissipated, he might have thought it was just An illusion.

But it was obvious that Mo Cheng would not think it was an illusion. In fact, the pain of being cut to pieces by a thousand cuts directly inspired his ferocity.

Mo Cheng held the sword in both hands, and the sword light flowed wantonly, causing the area that had become a basin to spurt water columns into the sky. The groundwater was forced by the pressure and spewed out violently, forming multiple waterspouts that disturbed the sky.

The momentum was majestic and unparalleled. Mo Cheng's eyes were red, and the blood between his eyebrows was very strange. He didn't know when the blood was dripped on.

"As expected of a god, even a seriously injured body still has such powerful power. If you don't use killing moves to deal with it, it will be disrespectful to you and me. Let me kill you in three moves!"

The swords all came out, and the saint in the sword was forced to launch a powerful near-god move.

The sword cuts the wind, the sword cuts the clouds, and they disturb the wind and clouds one after another!

The world instantly turned into a sea of ​​swords and a wave of swords. The soft and hard swords cooperated with each other, hard and soft, in a continuous chain. Regardless of the speed and power of the swords, they have reached the realm of transformation.

The knife seems to be no longer a knife. The sword seems to be no longer a sword.

The speed and power are so fast that few in the world can match them. The invisible wind and the formless clouds were also annihilated by the sword at this moment.

Elold gave up all maneuvers and tricks, and stabbed straight out with the spear in both hands. In an instant, the heaven and the earth were silent, suppressing all changes with overwhelming power.

Swords and spears clashed head-on, both sides using their strength to strike hard.

Mo Cheng's Abyss Blade slashed straight at the middle door, and the blood thorns turned into soft and hard fingers to attack both sides. Elold did not dodge, and the spear pierced the Abyss Blade again, and at the same time, the blood-colored flames around him turned into an invisible shield, The sword energy blocked them one after another.

Swords and spears struck each other, and both sides had no intention of sparing any force. A powerful shock wave erupted where the weapons collided, blasting tens of billions of tons of material into pieces at a speed of six kilometers per second, and then threw it into the sky.

"Kill me with three moves? I'm dreaming!"

After one move was passed, both parties took half a step back. But this half-step back is not the beginning of recovery, but the calm before the storm.

The flames on Elode's body increased by several points, forming a tangible pressure. The matter thrown into the sky by the shock wave was condensed and integrated again, turning into a sacred mountain of ten thousand feet and heading towards Mo Cheng to suppress the attack.

Under the intervention of divine power, this mountain definitely not only has a tonnage of tens of billions of tons, but also increases the [weight] attribute to a point that Mo Cheng cannot bear.

Follow-up reading, recommended tickets, monthly tickets...