Arad's crooked savior

Although the two conquerors were fighting against the first apostle of the beautiful world, the god Kahn himself could lend him power at any time.

There is a powerful god as the backing and the bottom line, so no matter how much they burn their blood and souls, they cannot defeat the first apostle who has the god as a shield.

From the beginning, victory or defeat was determined.

But it’s not without a glimmer of hope…

Ye Lin was invited to take action and sent the fourth apostle of the beautiful world to the main dimension. At the same time, he carried part of the truth, some ruthlessness and cruelty, which might also make them feel relieved.

Casillas raised the blood-stained steel blade, and his pale ghost hand stirred up powerful soul energy. The shadow of Sodros appeared, holding a soul blade that was exactly the same as the blood-stained steel blade.

Their blood, as well as their souls, burned with flames that could distort the void, and their fighting spirit was unprecedentedly high and powerful.

Let's end it!

The first apostle's usually indifferent face showed a rare dignified expression. The secret technique of resonance between two souls was indeed unique, and both parties were swordsmen practitioners, so they were naturally compatible.

Sword Shadow Qiyou is an embryo, and the resonance with Night Sword God Mohan is relatively long, but it is not as suitable as the two of them now.

Their highly concentrated willpower makes the steel blades in their hands indestructible.

Without the splendid outward sword energy, all the brilliance, will, and sword intent are kept inward, which actually increases the danger a lot.

A simple sword, like a beginner's attempt, is about to cut off the galaxy!

"Wait a minute." Ye Lin stopped the fourth apostle of the beautiful world and said, "Their sword intentions are now highly compatible, as if they are one real body. Your joining will destroy this integrity, and it will definitely outweigh the gains."

The knife only has an edge on one side, but its destructive power is no worse than a sword, or even stronger. The back of the knife is sharpened into an edge, which increases the damage range, but it is not necessarily better than the original.

The magic sword Clarice emits a soft light and puts away Sodros's lifeless body. If they are lucky, they are not dead after the sword blow, and there is still a chance to save Sodros.

For two high-spirited and unyielding swordsmen, Clarice was strongly moved, but in her current state, she was not optimistic at all.

They burned everything and were about to wield their proudest sword.

"Three thousand years of obsession and practice have turned into the current Juechen sword."

It was impossible to distinguish whose voice it was, the two were already twins, the blood-stained steel blade chirped softly, and a little light and shadow intertwined.

Next to Sodros's soul, a more similar figure appeared, the exact same soul as Casillas, making the same sword-swinging action.

That was the conqueror of the mirror dimension. This blood-stained steel blade and his sword intent now resonated with Ji Dong.

boom!

The conqueror crushed the void with one foot, and slashed the first apostle with the steel blade in his hand. There were some dark fireworks along the way, and the breath of Taichu was flowing.

This move has no name, but Clarice is willing to give it a name... Juechen!

The first apostle's expression finally changed significantly. The oncoming sword was definitely a blow from the demigod realm. It was the sublimation of blood and soul, the obsession of three thousand years, and the awakening of the origin of darkness.

It is impossible to retreat. The first apostle holds the law of Yijiao Divine Realm, punching the heaven and earth, crushing the stars, it is extremely oppressive, and a golden light of power quietly emerges.

He was forced to increase another ray of Taichu's power.

"cut!"

The conqueror shouted, furious, and the bones in his body were ringing under the load. The sword glow moved forward indomitably, with the determination to die. The dark light blade met the golden fist glow. He would rather die than admit it twice in the hands of the same person. Throw in the towel.

The Conqueror and the First Apostle passed each other, sword light and fist light exchanged, and without any sound, large tracts of nearby stars collapsed, shattered, and died, and a void tornado was triggered between the two, causing destruction. Sex is on the rise.

"How!" Clarice tried her best to watch the battlefield from a distance.

Phew~

The conqueror coughed up blood. His body was covered with terrible cracks and was about to be broken into pieces. His breath was rapidly sluggish. This blow drained his life force. His soul was like a candle in the wind, about to be completely extinguished.

But he still tried his best to turn around and see Kahn's condition, otherwise he would die in peace.

The first apostle raised his hand and slowly touched his upper body. There was a bone-deep sword wound from his shoulder to his waist and abdomen, with scarlet blood rolling down. He was injured. The wound was so horrifying that he was almost cut open by a sword.

He didn't let it slip on purpose.

Although God Kahn said beforehand that both of them should be spared, but as the momentum and strength of the two swordsmen increased steadily, he was also completely ignited to fight.

The punch that contained a trace of power and authority just now was aimed at killing them directly. He did not hold back and had murderous intentions.

"Very good." The first apostle commented calmly, and then slowly wiped away the remaining sword intent in the wound, healing the immortal body.

Then he turned around and left, heading deep into the starry sky.

"Hahahaha...!" Regardless of the aggravation of the wound, Casillas looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. This Juechen sword exceeded his and Soderos' imagination.

If it hadn't been for the sudden burst of golden light at the end, it would have been able to split Kahn's body apart, effectively killing him once.

"That's enough. He is not invincible or invincible. In another three thousand years, I can replace him." The conqueror laughed, shaking the starry sky, and suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the blood-stained steel blade in his hand dropped.

Sodros's soul is also dim, the call of the underworld is disappearing, he is about to disappear.

"Hey, hold on, there is still hope for returning to the demon world." Clarice was worried. Although she had an extraordinary past, in the end she was just a remnant and a sword.

If he had known better, Mephistopheles would not have been allowed to leave so quickly, and he would not have been left alone.

Suddenly a voice sounded, "It's not too late for me to come."

Eh?

Clarice stared blankly at another conqueror who was exactly the same, whether it was his aura, body shape, or big belly...

Then he looked down at the dying Casillas, his head was confused for a moment and he couldn't turn around.

"If you still have the obsession to live, then merge with me." The fourth apostle stretched out his hand and divided his life force between the two of them. This should be able to preserve a glimmer of hope and buy precious time.

Casillas's eyes were covered with blood and he couldn't see clearly who the other party was, but his intuition told him that this was a hope for survival, and he still had the desire to survive.

The two merged in a burst of light, and the newly emerged vitality contained the serious injuries that were close to death. The bad wounds were shrinking, but they did not disappear completely.

He saved his life and gained extremely precious time.

The memories of the two naturally resonated, and they began to know everything about the other.

"Mader, Kahn, you are here to cheat, secretly upgrade..." Casillas spat out a sentence, and then his consciousness passed out directly, and his body was temporarily controlled by the fourth apostle of the beautiful world.

He learned that the Kahn they were fighting with was not the original Kahn from the main dimension.

That cold-blooded old scumbag found a "stand-in" to fight for him in another dimension, and he secretly stayed behind the scenes to watch the fight between tigers and tigers.

Moreover, the fur-collared coat was secretly promoted to a higher level. He was looking for a substitute for fighting, saying that he was not good at keeping his hands and was worried about killing Casillas with one punch.

This truth naturally made Casillas furious and furious... After all, his body was full of holes and wounds.

But the fourth apostle of the beautiful world also brings comfort. The first apostle who collides with you for the final blow is stronger than the original demon otaku because Kahn conveyed the laws and power of the divine realm.

This is equivalent to saying that you are actually at war with part of God’s power.

Your last Juechen sword must have brought you great insights, and the three thousand years of obsession have been broken. As long as you recover from your injuries in the future, your strength will be further improved, so it is also a great gain.

The battle of obsession came to an end. Under the guidance of Clarice, Casillas, who was still seriously injured, walked towards the devil world.