Chapter 1105 The Glorious Ones

The secret swords were like arrows that broke through the air, with a series of explosions, carrying the powerful etheric power of the Glory Ones, ruthlessly blocking Canying's avoidance space from all angles, turning into a strangling cage, slashing down in an interlaced manner, with a fierce killing intent, trying to completely crush Canying.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Canying laughed wildly, without any fear in his eyes, but shining with an alternative extreme ecstasy.

Canying's body was highly etheric, and the blood color on his body quickly turned into a dazzling and brilliant color. The whole person turned into a burning star, emitting a hot and dazzling light.

"Too slow! Xilin!"

Canying's voice was slightly distorted and resounded on the battlefield.

He rushed out of the secret sword's blockade in an instant at a speed beyond imagination, like a streaking meteor, and hit Xilin head-on, as if he wanted to pour all his strength into this attack.

Xilin retreated calmly and stepped into the scarlet cross that had opened on one side. The cracked winding path quickly closed and swallowed up Xilin's figure.

The fatal meteor transformed by Canying missed, and the flashing arc pierced the air. He did not continue to move forward by inertia, but violated the laws of physics, without the slightest delay, and stayed directly at the position where Xilin had just been in an extremely stable posture.

The bright light group condensed into a blood-colored figure again. Canying turned around and found that Xilin had walked out of the scarlet cross and appeared at the position where he had just been. Like a polar conversion, they instantly exchanged positions, making Canying's attack miss.

"What are you hiding from!"

Canying's provocative voice echoed in the air, with a strange excitement and fanaticism, and tiny light points condensed in his hands, like stars twinkling in the night sky, containing the power of destruction.

The body spun rapidly, and Canying threw the light spot in his hand towards Xilin like a gyroscope. The light spot rushed forward, dragging a dazzling tail light, like a streaking beam of light, a sharp blade cutting through time and space.

The speed of the light spot was so fast that it simply exceeded the limit of human reaction. In the moment before hitting Xilin, these tiny light spots suddenly burst and turned into hundreds of thousands of tiny rays of light, like a sudden light rain, pouring down mercilessly, instantly lighting up everything around Xilin.

The dazzling light made it impossible to look directly at it. Each beam of light seemed like an angry light snake, twisting and shuttling wildly in the air, looking for prey, with a breath of destruction that made people shudder.

The first light spot passed by Xilin's side and gently touched the ground. At that moment, it was as if a ball of high explosives was instantly ignited. A deafening explosion sounded, and a hot shock wave rose into the air. The surrounding soil and gravel were instantly blown away, forming a terrifying pit.

Then, more light spots fell from the sky, with the power of destruction, and hit the ground fiercely. Each explosion was accompanied by a dazzling ball of fire.

The fireless land under his feet, which had been extinguished with great difficulty, was once again reflected like daylight, with flames soaring into the sky and heat waves rolling.

"Hahaha!"

Canying's distorted laughter continued. He repeatedly condensed light spots, and he was like a turret, continuously projecting deadly light spots at Xilin, venting destruction and rage.

The shock wave splashed in the air, like a rainstorm hitting a calm water surface, stirring up layers of ripples. The ripples spread in the air, forming violent air currents, engulfing everything around.

Xilin's figure was completely wrapped in this storm of light and disappeared in the endless sea of ​​fire. The continuous explosions were like the mockery of the god of death, echoing between heaven and earth, announcing a certain irresistible fate.

The roaring ether reaction rose from the sea of ​​fire that exploded continuously, and the strong ether impact violently separated the sea of ​​fire. Xilin's figure appeared in the light and flames, and his torn robes fluttered in the wind.

The power of control beyond imagination surrounded Xilin. They faced the outside in unison, forming a repulsive field that enveloped itself. Whether it was explosions, fireworks, or tiny dust, they were all rejected and could not touch Xilin at all.

Xilin held the Core Flame Sword and the Blood Transfer Sword. The other secret swords stopped circling and floated beside him, like guards guarding the monarch.

Seeing this scene, Canying took a deep breath, slowly stretched his hands in front of his chest, and in his palms, dense light spots began to gather, like the stars in the night sky were attracted.

These light spots gradually condensed into a larger ball of light, with brilliant light flowing on the surface, as if it contained infinite energy.

Canying's eyes revealed excitement and enthusiasm. He compressed the ball of light again until it became a miniature daylight, which was firmly held in his palm.

"Come again! Xilin!"

Canying shouted excitedly, mobilizing all the muscles in his body, gathering strength in his palm, and then pushing forward with all his strength.

The miniature daylight slowly broke away from his palm and began to fly forward.

At first, its speed was very slow, but as the distance increased, its speed became faster and faster, and it also expanded rapidly. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a giant ball of light several meters wide, as dazzling as a small sun.

Xilin looked up at the terrifying giant ball of light, his eyes calm, and waved the Blood Transfer Sword in his hand slowly.

With the swing of the Blood Shift Sword, a scarlet cross tens of meters long bloomed out of thin air, tearing the void like a huge wound. At the same time, rows of sharp thorns stabbed out from the hilt of the sword, penetrating through the tin Lin's palm was sucking his blood.

The Scarlet Cross easily engulfed the giant light group and dragged it into the winding space of nothingness. The light disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.

At the other end of the battlefield, another scarlet cross bloomed, and then it spit out a giant light ball. The giant light ball slowly fell down and came into contact with countless creeping ferocious shadows on the earth.

In an instant, it was as if a bright star exploded in the sky. First there was a dazzling light group. Its brightness instantly reflected the sky and the earth into black and white. Everything in the world lost its color under this strong light. The whole world. It seemed as if they were all fixed by the glory of the moment, and time stopped.

In the silent silence, a terrifying shock wave swept out from the center of the explosion, like an invisible giant wave sweeping across the earth. Everything in its path, whether it was a decaying wreckage or a bloodthirsty creature of flesh and blood, was evaporated into nothingness in an instant. Only fine dust ripples.

A huge mushroom cloud slowly rose from the center of the explosion. Thick smoke and debris continued to roll at the top of the airflow, and the burning sky and earth were reflected in a bloody bright red.

"It's so beautiful..."

Canying looked at his masterpiece and praised it narcissistically.

Withdrawing his gaze and turning to look at Xilin not far away, Canying then said with emotion, "You are indeed one of the strongest people in the world. I have obviously worked very hard, but you are still so calm and indifferent. It looks like he didn’t even break a sweat.”

"What, are you scared?"

Xilin strode forward, relying on his tyrannical power of control. Like Boluogo, he stepped on one cyclone after another and came through the air.

"Fear?"

Canying smiled, the arc of ether flashed and twisted on his body surface, and light spots appeared one after another around him, "You seem to have always regarded me as a coward who is afraid of death, right?"

"Isn't it true? People who should have resigned themselves to death did not die. They would rather give their souls to the devil than live stubbornly."

Xilin let go of the bloody Blood Transfer Sword, and the thorns were pulled out from the flesh. As soon as the sharp tip left his palm, the hideous wounds healed on their own.

The blood-shifting sword floated beside Xilin, and his free hand brushed over the secret swords. Xilin took out the immobile sword from it and held it firmly in his hand.

The two swords were crossed in front of him, and Xilin's subtle relaxation became tense, like a fully drawn crossbow.

"How could it be?" Canying shook her head and defended herself, "If it's just for the sake of 'living', don't you think it's a little too sad?"

Xilin looked at Canying in slight surprise, and the pace of his attack also slowed down. He wanted to hear what Canying had to say.

"Think about it carefully, Xilin, why should people be afraid of death?"

Canying showed that exaggerated smile, and with the bloody tattoos all over his face and head, his whole expression looked particularly crazy.

Xilin did not reply. High-concentration ether surrounded him, and the flickering light blurred and distorted his face, making it difficult to identify.

Seeing Xilin's silent look, Canying pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh my god, Xilin, haven't you thought about this kind of thing at all?"

It was strange that Canying, a madman who seemed obsessed with fighting, temporarily stopped his offensive like Xilin, and even the light spots surrounding him were extinguished.

"Xilin!"

Canying's voice echoed on the battlefield, with an indescribable excitement, "Everyone is afraid of death. This is an unavoidable fact. As the end of life, death is like a sacred and cruel ritual, hanging on everyone's mind. The top of one’s head makes it impossible for us to ignore its existence.”

Xilin listened silently. Death, that unknown realm that cannot be experienced personally, really makes everyone feel deep fear. This fear is not only the fear of the end of life, but also the confusion and uneasiness of the unknown world after death.

"The reason why life is precious," Canying continued, "is because it allows us to feel the richness and variety of the world, and to experience joy, anger, sorrow, love, hatred, and hatred. Death means the end of all these experiences."

His voice was full of love for life and helplessness towards death.

Xilin finally spoke, "What do you want to say?"

"Me?" Canying smiled, and that smile revealed an indescribable excitement, "I want to say that I am not afraid of death. I just have an overly crazy pursuit of certain things, but once I die, we There’s no way to chase these things anymore.”

His eyes flashed with fanatical light, as if he had found some meaning of existence in this fight.

"Living is the prerequisite for everything. Only by living can we continue to pursue our desires. Therefore, I will never let myself die so easily!"

Xilin didn't understand, "Then what are you pursuing?"

Regarding this question, Canying showed a sincere smile and pure desire.

"It's everything right now."

Canying mobilized his power again, and flickering light points condensed out of thin air around him. The ether was highly compressed, like fireflies all over the sky, jumping and dancing in the night sky, emitting a beautiful and dangerous light.

"I once followed the First King, experienced countless wars, conquered cities, killed groups of enemies, galloped on the battlefield, expanded territory, and established the current Kogadel Empire..."

Canying's voice echoed in the night sky, with an indescribable vicissitude and pride. The memories seemed to have crossed the barriers of time and space, reappearing those glorious pasts before his eyes.

As his words fell, the terrifying ether reaction was released from his body, and the rising power seemed to break through the shackles of the sky.

Under the influence of this excessive power, Canying's entire body began to undergo amazing changes. His skin gradually became transparent, as if it had turned into a bright stream of light, emitting a dazzling light.

"I have always thought that what I wanted was to achieve great things, but when the empire was established, I was not happy when I saw the cheers of millions of people. Instead, I was extremely sad... The birth of the new order means the end of chaos, and also the end of my war career."

Canying said in a pretentious way, revealing a deep sense of helplessness and loss in her voice.

The next second, Canying's eyes flashed with fanaticism, "That day, I suddenly realized that I was actually a bloodthirsty madman. What I longed for was war, fighting, and dueling. What I sought was to draw my sword against a stronger person and find a ray of hope between life and death, rather than live a shitty peaceful life!"

Countless points of light suddenly shot out, weaving into beams of gorgeous light beams, like a meteor across the night sky, sweeping towards Xilin with a breath of destruction.

Faced with this overwhelming attack, Xilin showed no fear, let alone evasion. Instead, he accelerated forward, moving like a ghost in the rain of light, and cleverly avoided the trajectory of the beam every time, without getting a single leaf on his body.

Xilin brushed past the light spot, and a series of light balls exploded from the ground behind him. The roar of the explosion resounded through the sky, and the shock wave came from behind with a heat wave.

Some of the light spots collided with the ground and exploded, but there was still a part that, under the guidance of Canying, turned out a nearly right-angle arc and returned to Xilin's back.

The ground trembled violently, and a stone wall tens of meters high rose from the ground, blocking the path of the light spot. The roaring explosion sounded again, and the stone wall collapsed with a trembling creaking sound, and countless rubble splashed out, covering everything around in a cloud of dust.

"Great! Xilin, thank you for fulfilling my wish!"

Canying shouted. Xilin's appearance finally released his loneliness and depression for nearly a hundred years. At present, the stronger Xilin was, the more ecstatic Canying was, turning this battle into a carnival.

As ecstatic as Canying was the Ghost of Death running in the sea of ​​fire. As his secret power unfolded, his whole body was shrouded in a dark mist. This black mist seemed to be able to annihilate everything. Whether it was fireworks or ether, as long as it was in contact for a moment, it would be eroded by it.

This strange corrosive force was not limited to the black mist, but also to the body of the Ghost of Death. He just stepped on the burning ground, and the fireworks went out, the land withered, and the flesh and blood creatures that tried to crawl out of the ground also turned into withered bodies.

Bologo followed closely the pace of the Ghost of Death. Both sides had a tacit understanding in the fight, and they kept their distance from each other to avoid this delightful duel from turning into a melee between the two sides.

The pace of the Ghost of Death suddenly stopped, and the flames around him swayed twice and completely extinguished. The foggy darkness covered the entire area, and only his eyes with green light were jumping in the shadows like ghost fire.

Seeing him stop, Bologo also stopped chasing. He stood in front of him without saying a word.

Both of them remained silent and motionless. After more than ten seconds, the Ghost of Death slowly opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse, like the wind passing through a broken window.

"I'm curious, why did you choose me as your opponent," the Ghost of Death asked, "Just pick one at random?"

"No."

Bologo shook his head, holding the hand of the saw axe, loosening it and then tightening it, repeating it several times, and holding it tightly.

"I just think that guy called Canying talks a lot of nonsense, while you are quieter and not so noisy," Bologo's reason was absurd and reasonable, "I am not good at speaking."

Two sneers came from the ghost fire, and he said, "Really? I think he is quite interesting, and his reason for living is similar to my reason for living..."

Bologo interrupted him coldly, "What does your reason for living have to do with me."

Before he finished speaking, Bologo stepped forward fiercely, and the resentment of the bite was wrapped in the light of the fire, and a terrifying heat wave broke out.

The ghost of dead silence never thought that Bologo would act so decisively. He also called up his own ether and rushed forward actively. As for the scalding heat wave, he just stretched out his pale hands, and before he touched it, the heat wave was completely wiped out by his own disintegration and decaying power.

The fireworks dissipated, and a bloodthirsty axe blade came towards him. The Ghost of Death dodged sideways, but still felt a sharp pain in his body. Drops of blood splashed and hit Blogo's face, corroding tiny blood holes.

The Ghost of Death looked at the strange axe blade. It had come alive since some time. The twisted leather was wrapped around Blogo's arm. The axe blade stretched and cracked as much as it could. The jagged sharp blade expanded its killing area several times.

Blogo's attack did not stop at all. He ignored the pain on his body and approached like the wind.

The hand axe came again with a sharp sound of wind, and chopped directly on the head of the Ghost of Death. The Ghost of Death did not dodge, but raised one hand and caught the powerful blow.

The interlaced jagged blades bit his arm, but the sharp blade, which was always effective, began to decay and rust the moment it came into contact with his skin. But even so, the rough steel still bit through his flesh and blood bit by bit.

"Source Sin Armor?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Ghost of Death. He had been through hundreds of battles and had a certain understanding of the Source Sin Armor. He adjusted his strategy in an instant, took advantage of the situation and turned around. The pale hand knife rushed towards Blog with rolling black mist.

At such a close distance, the extremely corrosive ether in the black mist scraped across Blog's cheek. His whole face rotted and decayed in the blink of an eye. Large chunks of flesh and blood fell off, revealing bloodshot bones. One of his eyeballs also withered, leaving a sunken deep pit.

The Ghost of Death sneered. His ether was extremely corrosive. It could not only corrode matter, but also ether. Therefore, Blog's ether protection and etherization were useless in front of his power.

"That's all?"

A cold laugh sounded. In just a few seconds, Blog's rotten face healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The Ghost of Death could offset the etherization, but he could not hinder Blog's immortality.

Blogo moved forward again, closing the distance between the two of them, and swung the fire sword. The entangled flames drew a dazzling arc in the darkness, and went straight to the throat of the Ghost of Death.

The body of the Ghost of Death moved strangely, and the blade touched it lightly, and his whole body disintegrated like smoke. Wisps of black mist entangled together, sweeping over Blogo's body, trying to corrode his clothes and flesh, and put Blogo in the tide of death.

The glow of ether filled Blogo's eyes. He could feel that the ether of the Ghost of Death was invading his body in every possible way, but the Ghost of Death didn't know that Blogo was also invading him in return.

Secret power: control the world!

The terrible corrosive power and the violent aggression were intertwined. Blogo's body quickly rotted and collapsed, but the black mist covering him also trembled violently.

The Ghost of Death sensed Blogo's invasion, and the defense line of the Soul Critical was continuously attacked fiercely. Before the battle, he had already obtained Blogo's information from Beelzebub. The demons described Blogo as very powerful, but they did not expect his secret power to be so strange.

The black fog gathered again, and the figure of the Ghost of Death solidified again. At this time, the Saw Axe flew out of his hand, and the bloody leather connected the axe handle and Blogo's arm, extending the attack range by several meters.

With the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, he smashed the legs of the Ghost of Death. The Ghost of Death stood on the ground like an iron pillar, and the axe blade hit it, making a sound of metal and iron.

Blogo's attack was terrible, but the Ghost of Death could still be exempted from Blogo's attack to a certain extent with the powerful ether protection and corrosion power, but even so, the Ghost of Death still felt a tingling pain in his body.

The two ethers collided again, distorting reality with every move, and even gradually collapsing the material world. Blue cracks of the ether world burst out in the air, lasting for one or two seconds and then healing again.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the movements were so fast that they were almost invisible. Blogo attacked like a tide, and the hand axe and the fire sword in his hands seemed to be alive, moving left and right, up and down, and each blow was enough to kill. However, the ghost of death was like a mountain, and no matter how fierce the wind and waves were, he remained motionless.

As time went by, Blogo became a little powerless. Although his attack was swift, he no longer had the indomitable momentum at the beginning, while the ghost of death became more and more courageous, and rolling black fog rose up.

Finally, after another fierce confrontation, Blogo revealed a flaw. The ghost of death had a gleam in his eyes, and pushed out his hands violently, shaking the fire sword in Blogo's hand away.

The Ghost of Death took a step forward, one hand formed into a claw, grabbed Blogo's throat, and tried to break his neck with one blow, but just when it was about to touch him, the Ghost of Death froze in place, unable to move.

At the same time, the faint pain in the Ghost of Death's body during the previous battle broke out at this moment, like thousands of sharp steel needles piercing into the body, destroying the nerves and almost making people faint.

The Ghost of Death looked at Blogo in disbelief, "What... happened?"

"Don't you realize it yet?"

Blogo calmly raised the fire sword and gently pressed it against the throat of the Ghost of Death. The blade slightly pierced the flesh and blood, and the scorching flames burned the black fog and his skin.

Because Beelzebub had strengthened the bodies of the sleepers, the Ghost of Death had not only become etheric, but also had extremely strong flesh and blood power, and was resurrecting from the continuous burns.

Bologo's voice was very soft, as if he was reciting a spell, "You are already full of holes."

Every time he hit the Ghost of Silence, Bologo had a ray of ether like a long spike, which was driven into the body of the Ghost of Silence. They were extremely aggressive. Although they were not enough to destroy the critical point of the Soul Matrix, they were enough to leave a slight scratch on it.

Each attack would drive a long spike into the body, and each long spike was a thin scratch. The scratches gathered into cracks that were enough to tear the critical point of the Soul Matrix. Countless cracks spread all over his body, covered with the critical point of the Soul Matrix.

"Theoretically speaking, Xilin and I have implanted the same alchemical matrix."

Bologo glanced at the battlefield of Xilin and Canying. Compared with Bologo's deadly close combat, their battle was much more powerful. The bright light illuminated most of the sky, and huge rocks floated and were thrown one after another in the successive explosions.

"It's just that he and I are on completely opposite paths."

Berogo said, stabbing the fire sword completely into the throat of the Ghost of Death. At the same time, the invading ether exploded completely. They were like detonators buried in the city wall. With a flash of sparks, the towering and solid wall was easily blasted into ruins.

The critical point of the matrix soul was completely broken, and the alchemical matrix was no longer protected.

The Ghost of Death watched his most vulnerable side exposed to Berogo, allowing his ether to flow into his alchemical matrix, wantonly destroying and blocking it, and fatal soul scars bloomed one after another, destroying the complicated and complex path into pieces.

"How can you... have such power?"

The Ghost of Death didn't understand. Beelzebub and Mammon did have information about Berogo, but this information was limited to Berogo's period as the defender of the fortress.

Since Berogo was promoted to the Glory One, all the mortal things that had fought with him seemed to have been killed by him...even the Throat of the Swallowing Abyss.

There were no witnesses in the battle with Blogo, and no one could convey Blogo's true horror in detail to others.

Blogo smiled contemptuously at the Ghost of Death, slashed his head with the fire sword, and then chopped down the hideous wound on the neck with the saw axe, completely crushing his chest and breaking his spine.

The violent ether detonated every inch of the alchemical matrix of the Ghost of Death, completely depriving him of his mortal power, and cutting off all his vitality from the microscopic level. Even the blessing given to him by the devil could not save his decline.

The remains of the Ghost of Death fell heavily, and bloody arms stretched out from the soft soil. The flesh and blood creatures grabbed the corpse of the Ghost of Death and dragged it into the ground with all their strength.

The terrifying chewing sound came from Blogo's feet.

Bolog danced his sword and axe, the flames on the Bite went out, and the Saw Axe of Slaughter and Cruelty gave off a feeling of joy of being full.

The Ghost of Death and Silence was indeed very strong, but he was unlucky to meet Bolog. After fighting with a group of strong men, Bolog vaguely realized that his power of control was more inclined to... target the Condenser itself than to set off a terrifying force like Xilin that shook the world.

From then on, the Glory will also fall at the hands of Bolog.

Thinking of this, Bolog looked in the direction where Xilin and Canying were fighting, and the terrifying ether ripples swept across the earth like heavy waves.

The two figures chased each other in mid-air, colliding, separating, and colliding again.

"It's so refreshing!"

In Canying's wild laughter, countless light spots condensed from behind him, forming a pair of wings of light. Every time the wings fluttered, a large number of light spots attacked Xilin, causing heavy explosions.

At first, Xilin was able to dodge with his agile body, but as the distance between him and Canying shortened, the distance left for him to dodge was rapidly compressed.

A large number of light spots came at an alarming speed like a brilliant star, trying to swallow Xilin.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Xilin crossed his swords in front of him and condensed a powerful commanding force. This force surrounded his body, forming an invisible protective shield, once again reinforcing the repulsive force field.

The first light spot approached Xilin's body, but under the influence of the etheric repulsion and commanding force, its path began to tremble, as if it was hit by some powerful obstruction. Then, the light spot slightly deviated from the direction and was bounced away.

The light spot fell into the sea of ​​fire in the distance, setting off a red flame.

Then, more light spots followed, but none of them could break through Xilin's protective shield. Xilin's body was like a layer of invisible armor, and these light spots were easily bounced off like a speeding bullet.

The two etheric forces collided fiercely in the air, bursting out dazzling sparks and arcs, as if it was a fierce collision between a bullet and armor.

Every collision was a consumption of Xilin's defense. Under the high-frequency and heavy blows, cracks soon appeared in Xilin's protective shield. They spread like a spider web, making the entire protective shield precarious.

"How about this!"

Canying found the right opportunity, twisted his body into a violent meteor, and attacked Xilin straight at lightning speed. At the same time, the light spots surrounding him also launched a charge, like thousands of arrows, rushing towards Xilin.

Xilin stared at Canying coldly, and then the sky shook.

Giant stone walls tens of meters high rose from the ground, covered with flesh and twisting flesh creatures, gradually covering Xilin's figure. At the same time, Xilin's ether strength also weakened rapidly.

Xilin did not exhaust his strength, but used ether to shield his etheric reaction and disappeared in the maze built by the giant stone wall.

Canying lost his target, but still crashed through the giant stone wall. It was like a high tower cut in half, collapsing to the flesh and blood with a series of wails.

"Xilin, where are you!"

Canying was not angry at Xilin's blind avoidance. A duel should be like this, using all conspiracies and unscrupulous means.

The collapse of the giant stone wall suddenly stopped, and the boulders that were supposed to fall were suspended in the air one by one, and then accelerated to rise and hit Canying in the air.

Canying said excitedly, "Come on!"

Several light spots met the incoming boulders, and after another series of explosions, they were blown to pieces.

Endless rubble was scattered, but just like before, they did not fall, but continued to rise, tumbling and flying.

The roars were getting louder and louder from all directions. Canying looked around and saw the giant stone walls that had been erected collapsed towards him one after another, covering the sky and the sun, like a wave of destruction.

Canying took a deep breath, and the moment he held his breath, his whole body twisted into a meteor, smashing the giant stone walls that were approaching one by one, and all the light spots following him were released, like bombers, destroying everything they touched indiscriminately.

Shrouded in billowing smoke, Canying's speed gradually slowed down. The whole body etherization is indeed a good method, but it also consumes a lot of his own ether.

Even though he signed a blood contract with Beelzebub, transformed his body through the country of condensation, and optimized the alchemical matrix, Canying still had a substantial gap with Xilin.

Canying was not awed by this gap, but felt that it was an interesting challenge for him. He broke through the smoke and rubble around him and rose into the sky. His vision became clear. Looking down, the smoke a hundred meters high gathered into a giant air mass, blocking all the light.

"What should you do, Xilin?"

Canying was looking forward to the next battle, and then a piercing whistle came from above his head.

Raising his head, several secret swords tore through the burning night. Canying dodged sideways and released light spots to fight back. Many light spots twisted into slender beams again. They caught up with the galloping secret swords, and the concentrated ether exploded one by one, blowing the secret swords to pieces.

Although Xilin held many secret swords, very few of them could truly withstand the power of the Glory. As long as they were slightly targeted, the seemingly indestructible alchemical weapons would be easily torn and melted.

Strong etheric reactions rose from the thick smoke below. Canying looked down and saw a giant rock spike rising from the ground, like a spear piercing the sky, directly hitting Canying's position.

The light spots fell again, repeatedly bombarding the approaching rock spikes, but these rock spikes have become extremely solid after being blessed by Xilin's ether, and the explosion of the light spots can hardly shake them at all.

At the same time, the familiar sharp sound was close at hand.

Canying looked vigilantly in the direction of the sound. Those secret swords should have been blown to pieces, but there was such a secret sword that actually resisted the power of the Glory and broke through the burning fireball.

The Immovable Sword!

Canying's body became blurred and twisted again. He tried to enter the etheric state and move to a safe place, but at this time, the scarlet cross bloomed from behind him.

The time left for Canying to react was too short. He turned around with all his strength, and only glanced slightly, and saw a violent figure appear in the scarlet light.

Xilin swung the Core Flame Sword and slashed a ball of blazing fire at him.

The fire exploded in mid-air. In the brilliant light, the Immovable Sword mercilessly passed through the core of the explosion, but there was no blood on the blade.

Xilin took advantage of the victory and ignored the explosion, standing up to withstand the spreading shock wave. He couldn't see Canying's position, but he could feel the high-pitched ether reaction.

The Core Flame Sword swung again, slashing out a continuous stream of fire. The other hand held the Immovable Sword that returned, like a waiting guillotine, ready to give a fatal blow at any time.

In the depths of the chaotic and twisted ether turbulence, Xilin saw Canying, whose body was highly etherified. At this time, he was like a vague bubble, a star body made of countless light points.

With a completely energized body, Xilin's series of attacks just now had little effect on Canying. He still had that annoying laugh on his face, making people want to smash him with a punch.

"How long can you maintain this meteor state?"

Xilin suddenly said, looking at him meaningfully, "After you get rid of this state, how long will it take for you to reactivate this power?"

In the many days of fighting, Xilin had tried to kill Canying several times, but this guy's mobility was too strong. The meteor state after his body was highly etherized had incredible speed and lethality, and Xilin couldn't catch up with him at all.

But now it's different.

Bologo helped Xilin to hold another Glory, and Xilin had already figured out Canying's own abilities in the previous fight.

The smile on Canying's face gradually became indifferent, and another light spot appeared around him, but this time he was no longer greeted by Xilin's avoidance, but a violent attack.

Xilin's commanding power indiscriminately controlled the surrounding airflow, dust... and even ether. He used his extreme and blunt power to form a larger and vast field to wrap up Canying's field. No matter which direction Canying moved, he would be rejected by the mutual repulsion of ether.

Canying's expression became heavy. He couldn't believe that Xilin actually had such a terrifying amount of ether and such a vast field. It seemed that Xilin had not used all his strength in the battle with the sleepers in the past few days, but was quietly waiting for reinforcements.

Reinforcements?

Canying paid attention to the direction of Bolog, and only then did he realize that the ether reaction of the Ghost of Death had weakened.

"At this time, do you still have the leisure to care about others?"

Xilin's voice was cold, and he let go of the Blood Shift Sword, and raised his empty palm as if to hold Canying... or to hold the world.

Clenched the empty palm!

In an instant, heavy pressure surged from all directions. Xilin shrank his own field and used etheric mutual repulsion to forcefully oppress Canying's field. He tried to escape, but no matter where he went, the powerful etheric mutual repulsion would stop him from moving forward. Once the etherization was removed, such a close distance was enough for Xilin to swing hundreds of slashes.

Canying was like a bird in a cage, with nowhere to escape.

"Are you scared?"

A smile suddenly appeared on Xilin's cold face. This smile was so similar to Canying's, bloodthirsty and hateful.

"Rather than saying that you are eager to fight with the strong, it is better to say that you simply like the feeling of killing. When you meet a stronger person who can really kill you, your ugly nature will be revealed."

Xilin laughed at Canying wantonly, the alchemical matrix burned completely, and the ether came out in a roar.

Secret Power·Royal Territory!

Ether gathered around Xilin, forming an ocean of energy. Infinite power was surging and surging. Countless thunders burst out from the materialized ether, and solid ether swords were pulled out from the ether sea like quenching.

Under the absolute power of control, the wind obeyed Xilin's orders, and the earth also knelt at its feet. The collapsed rock spikes once again approached and floated up. Under the wind, countless broken stones were like high-speed sword blades, rubbing repeatedly around Canying's field, and bursting out dense sparks.

Xilin became the monarch of heaven and earth, and Canying became the enemy of the world.

Give orders to all things and crush the enemy.

In an instant, dozens of ether swords and secret swords intertwined, breaking through the air and attacking Canying. The shrouded field was further compressed. At the same time, the wind also roared, and pieces of boulders broke away from the ground and hit Canying one by one.

Canying tried his best to block the attack with the light spots all over the sky, but in the explosions, his figure was gradually wrapped by boulders and strong winds, and the shining swords repeatedly interspersed among them.

The power of ether reached its peak, and the pure light engulfed everything, like a fragile system reached its limit, order collapsed, and chaos lasted forever.

The terrifying ball of light exploded between heaven and earth, and the deadly ether flow passed by Xilin's side, as if an invisible blade split the waves.

In the waves, Canying's ether reaction returned to silence, without any ups and downs.

Xilin stood in mid-air, and the secret swords shot back behind him. Some of the secret swords were broken and damaged, and some were covered with cracks and were shaky.

But now, they are still spinning firmly, exuding sharpness and chill.

Xilin looked towards the end of the vast sea of ​​fire. At the end of the horizon, he could vaguely see the towering Pillar of Kingship, which was waiting for Xilin's return.