The Earth Conquers All Worlds

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The two kings are both experienced people, and they do not lack the courage to fight to the death. They almost instinctively chose the most efficient and tragic exchange tactics.

After all, the luck of the two of them is good enough. Perhaps the upper limit of the top human combat ability is slightly higher than the combat intelligence of the puppet creation.

The sword light and flame lance of the two entered the body of the sword-wielding angel one-tenth of a millisecond faster.

The aura is menacing enough to easily cut the soul and body of the Jindan peak powerhouse into ashes. The holy Baiyan sword suddenly became weak when it was about to cut the two people's bodies in half. An inch-deep wound was drawn between them.

The terrifying white flames burned in a straight line on the two of them, burning their flesh and mana fighting spirit, and rapidly reducing their vitality.

On the opposite side, the red sword light chopped off the white wings of the sword-wielding angel, cut off its handsome and delicate head, and the flame lance pierced its abdomen, and the flame battle energy poured into its body, blowing its torso and chest into pieces.

"Heretics, blasphemers! You shall suffer the Lord's..."

The angel died, Pope Joseph vomited blood, the internal organs were clearly visible, and the breath of life slipped down like a landslide.

"Kill! Kill him!"

Zhao Shi and Gregory III were full of murderous intent, and they didn't give Pope Joseph any chance to delay time, and they didn't care about the huge damage caused by the holy white flames on their chests.

The two were extremely decisive, the flaming lance light and the red sword light flashed at the same time, one straight hot, the other sharp cold, they formed a cross attack and slashed at Pope Joseph.

Zhao Shi didn't want Joseph to live any longer, and the two of them joined forces to pose a death threat to him in the formation.

Gregory III took a fancy to the territory and strength of the Church of Light. If Pope Joseph died, the empire could accept the belief of the Church of Light and allow the royal power to completely override religion. All sky-level powerhouses of the two major forces could bring together Zhao Shi Besieged and died.

boom!

The faint golden protective shield on the seriously injured Pope Joseph couldn't stop the attacks of the two at all, it burst instantly, and the two attacks hit the heart at the same time.

"Holy! My Lord!"

Seeing that Pope Joseph was about to be chopped into pieces by Zhao and Shi,

The golden holy light shone brightly, and the clothes on his chest were torn apart by the flame lance, revealing a simple and old cross.

The moment the cross felt the terrorist attacks around it, it exploded with a click, and the endless power of faith erupted, forming an oval holy coffin to protect Pope Joseph inside.

"kill!"

The protection of the holy coffin did not affect the murderous intent overflowing in the hearts of the two kings, and amidst the roaring roar, the aura of the weapons in their hands flourished again.

Amidst the sound of melting, the flaming lance and the bloody sword light pierced the holy coffin at the same time, and the two weapons with dim aura pierced Pope Joseph's chest at the same time, crushing his heart.

The broken internal organs were not the end. The red sword energy filaments and flame fighting energy burst into his body, and quickly spread to the head. Only crushing or smashing the head can completely declare the death of a strong man at the peak of Jindan.

If they were in their peak state, they wouldn't be so troublesome. The moment the weapon pierces the body, it can completely destroy all the vitality of the body. Now the mana and battle energy that the two can mobilize are too scarce.

boom!

Pope Joseph gave the two of them a vicious look, and his body suddenly exploded into a ball of golden light. The holy coffin that had not completely collapsed on the surface of the body shrank, covering all the parts that had not been corroded by the energy of the red sword energy and the energy of the flame battle energy, and turned into a golden light. Because of a golden light, it flew away to the distance quickly.

The speed is not fast, only the speed of an ordinary Jindan peak monk.

Zhao Shi and the two of them flashed annoyed expressions, and immediately pursued them, but they had to stop after flying a certain distance.

The grudge and magic power in the two of them had almost been exhausted, unless they planned to give up most of their bodies like Pope Joseph, otherwise it would be impossible to catch up.

"No need, Joseph has already injured the original source, and it is impossible to recover to the level of the two of us in the future."

Zhao Shi paused for a moment, and looked at Gregory III beside him, with a gentle face and gentle kindness.

"Haha, Your Majesty Zhao Shimian, this is all thanks to you."

Gregory III also stopped, and lowered the point of the flame lance slightly, indicating that he was not hostile, and his expression was gentler than Zhao Shi: "I suggest that we can form an alliance to destroy the church and divide it together..."

The flaming lance flashed suddenly, and the flaming giant howled, stabbing at Zhao Shi's head with scorching heat and extreme speed, his expression still as gentle as a best friend.

At the same time, a red sword light slashed through the air, slashing towards Gregory III's neck, and the bloodthirsty sea of ​​blood sword intent pervaded all directions, constantly disturbing the opponent's mental power.

ding~

The flame lance and the red sword light took a step back at the same time, revealing the figures of Zhao Shi and Gregory III.

It's just that the expressions on the faces of the two of them and Xi have disappeared, and they have become as cold as ice.

"kill!"

Without any extra words, the two roared ferociously and killed each other.

As Zhao Shi said, Pope Joseph has already injured the source, and there are only two of them left on the stage of this plane, and the victor will get the laurels of the light and dark plane.

Drops of blood, streaks of aura, pieces of flesh and blood fell from the sky, the two fought crazily, each refusing to give in, fighting with their lives.

After fighting for a long time, the strength of the two of them was at the level of the late Golden Core stage at the beginning, but slowly dropped to the level of the mid-stage Golden Core.

Soon, it fell to the point where the monks at the early stage of Jindan were able to interfere.

If anyone has a few sky-level subordinates nearby, he will definitely be able to win the final victory.

It's a pity that Pope Joseph and Gregory III didn't bring all of their sky-level subordinates out of consideration of confidentiality and mutual defense, otherwise this battle would probably be even more difficult.

In the sound of metal clashing, the intertwined red sword light and the flaming lance separated again, revealing the figures of the two, with scars on their bodies, uglier than minced meat in the garbage dump.

"Your Majesty Zhao Shimian, I look forward to the day when we meet again."

Gregory III glanced at Zhao Shi coldly, restrained his killing intent as if death was at home, and without hesitation drew it into a golden-red flame and flew into the distance.

The exhausted large formation has no ability to stop him.

After he left, the surrounding space was blurred, and the figures of Chi Yaoyue and Ouyang Wu appeared, and there were more than ten blood lotus guard puppets left behind them.

Now they are comparable to the fighting power of Jindan's early stage, and it is possible to make a final decision on the battlefield at this time.

It's just that Gregory III was extremely vigilant and didn't give them a chance to complete the encirclement at all.

"Zhao Shi!"

The two women didn't care about chasing and killing Gregory III, who was still powerful to them, and quickly flew towards Zhao Shi, supported his crooked body like a skeleton, and injected the mana into their bodies.

"...I'm... fine..."

Zhao Shi weakly comforted them, and his body, which was as crooked as a white bone skeleton, softened and passed out completely.

With a wail, the Blood Lotus Sword flew back into his heart, preserving the last trace of life in his body.