Chapter 223 Fierce Battle
"Hehe, hahahahaha."
Di Tian couldn't help laughing as he watched the thin sword condensed in the hand of the girl opposite him, which was similar to the barrier on the edge of the tower.
"Auxiliary soul master, if you want to fight me, who will give you the courage?"
Even if you don't mention the power of a first-level god, you are now a quasi-god.
If the person standing in front of him was Qian Daoliu or Tang Chen, he would agree with it, but...
Di Tian snorted coldly: "Even the miscellaneous elders of your Qibao Glazed Sect combined are not my enemies together, so it's just you?"
"Little girl, do you think that my 810,000 years of cultivation and countless millions of years of experience have all passed down to a dog?"
"Even though this is your home court, why do you think you can beat me?"
"I have golden eyes and dark eyes..."
Before Di Tian could say anything, his soul instinctively felt a crisis and quickly retreated.
"laugh--"
The smell of bright red blood filled the air.
Di Tian looked down and saw a hideous wound on his shoulder, with blood seeping out through his clothes.
If the speed had been slower just now, the entire shoulder might have been severed.
"What's going on?" Di Tian's eyes narrowed slightly.
My body is not as hard as the outside. It seems to be a soul body, but will my soul have blood?
"Ditian, don't talk too much, or you may chip your teeth." Ning Rongrong gently shook the sword in his hand to shake off the blood stains attached to the blade, with an unusually calm expression on his face.
"Okay, okay, you've completely pissed me off." Ditian used his soul power to suppress the injury, and the black dragon sword condensed in his right hand.
A dark aura clung to the blade, and then the entire sword turned into a huge shadow.
"Space guidance - blockade of space."
The surrounding space was quickly imprisoned.
Ning Rongrong's eyes moved slightly.
Sure enough, Di Tian also knows space skills, although he is not proficient in them. Is he using them in conjunction with the sword in his hand?
Ning Rongrong raised her right hand. The confinement of space seemed not to affect her at all.
Extreme cold and extreme heat, blue-white and dark red energy, quickly condensed in Ning Rongrong's hand, forming a long sword with strange patterns engraved on the blade.
"Ultimate ice and ultimate fire?" Seeing the sword in Ning Rongrong's hand, Di Tian's expression changed, and then he frowned.
"Hmph, I will break it with one sword." Wrapped in the extremely dark soul power, the black dragon sword turned into a deep black dragon.
It spread its wings and swooped down. Wherever it passed, the swords that seemed to be decorative on the surrounding walls were dyed jet black.
"Suffer death!"
"Black Dragon Sword - Cut"
"哐——"
Before Di Tian could be happy, the black dragon stopped and seemed to be blocked by something.
Ditian turned into a black dragon, and the energy on the sword blade spread to the surroundings. The sword array surrounding the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda was washed away by the energy and made a clanking sound.
"He actually blocked it!" Di Tian's eyes showed shock.
"It's obvious that Soul Saint has the oppressive power, why..."
He looked at the long sword entwined with ice and fire, leaning against his own black dragon sword.
The two waves of energy seemed to be evenly matched, and the shock on Di Tian's face could not be dissipated.
"Now, who knows!"
Ning Rongrong whispered,
"Traceless"
Ditian's pupils shrank, and the sense of crisis he had experienced for many years made him notice something unusual.
With the body as the center, the strong dark soul power expands in all directions like a shock wave.
The space of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is filled with an extremely depressing atmosphere.
Di Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed it hard. The long sword that came from behind was immediately pinched by the dragon's claws.
"Huh!" The emperor's golden eyes were cold, "Go to hell!"
The black dragon sword disappeared, and the other hand suddenly grabbed it forward.
The terrifying energy that seemed to be able to tear apart the barrier of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower was all concentrated on his right hand.
The spread of this aura made the space of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower seem a little shaky.
"Dragon God's Claw"
The skills passed down by the Dragon God are also Ditian's strongest guarantee of strength.
Even when facing a servant of God, he has the ability to severely injure or even kill him.
Of course, this is only an ideal situation. As a servant of God, there must be some tricks to beat the enemy.
"It's really good. Is this a magical skill? It is indeed very different from ordinary soul skills."
Ning Rongrong looked at the huge dragon claws that were grabbing at her, without any worry.
"It's almost time."
Just when the Dragon Divine Claw was about to tear Ning Rongrong into pieces, Ning Rongrong's body suddenly turned into little bits of luster and disappeared.
"What?" Di Tian frowned.
"Di Tian, from the moment you stepped into the tower, you had no chance of winning."
The sword formations hanging in the air around the Nine Treasure Glazed Tower emitted crisp sword sounds.
"This...is this?" Looking at the sword in the background and the murderous aura permeating the air, Di Tian finally knew that he seemed to have entered a dangerous place.
"Damn it, we can't sit still and wait for death." Although I don't know if someone dies or is injured here and something happens outside, this should be the opponent's last trump card.
Hold on, and then find a way to break through the limitations of this tower. As long as it is a skill, it will eventually have weaknesses.
The black dragon sword in Di Tian's hand disappeared, his hands turned into dragon claws, and he let out a long dragon roar.
"Human, let's see what you are capable of!" Di Tian exploded with all his power, and the extreme darkness covered his figure. The quasi-god-level pressure made the space of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower tremble slightly.
"Destroy this tower too!"
"Mystery - The Black Dragon Destroys the World"
Compared with the skills inherited by the Dragon God back then, they cannot be used at full strength.
This move is the soul beast skill that Di Tian can use to exert his greatest strength now. Different from the Dragon God's Claw, it is a terrifying power that combines offense and defense to completely destroy the surroundings.
"It's useless, you have been generalized long ago."
The voice that came from nowhere made Ditian feel awe-inspiring.
Suddenly, his body trembled: "Wow! Poof——"
"No, that's impossible!"
Blood spit out from his mouth, the condensed skills slowly dissipated, and Di Tian's face turned pale.
"General!" Ning Rongrong shook his wrist, and a sword without any lines, like a sword formation surrounding it, appeared in his hand.
"You...me, when did you invade me?"
"When!" Ning Rongrong smiled, "Of course it will be at the beginning."
"Ditian, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is not as weak as you think?"
"Let it end!"
The sword in Ning Rongrong's hand disappeared, and countless long swords surrounded the tower, emitting an even stronger sword cry.
"Sword Skills - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Clan"
Thousands of long swords emitting sword sounds were all aimed at Di Tian.
It crashed down almost at the same time.
Countless swords pierced Di Tian's body, turning his entire body into a mist of blood.
…
"Ditian, what are you thinking about?" Biji patted Ditian on the shoulder.
"No." Di Tian shook his head after coming back to his senses, "I was too careless, otherwise I wouldn't have lost. I will keep this in mind in the future. When a tiger fights a rabbit, you have to use all your strength."
Brigitte: "..."
"Let's go! The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is indeed someone we can cooperate with." Di Tian said, glancing behind him, "Bibi Dong of Wuhun Hall may have discovered something unusual about the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."
"But this has nothing to do with us."
