Let's fight one more time!

If she really can't beat it, and when it reaches that point, then she can only...

Ye Yao raised his hand and wiped the sword body of the Sword of Victory bit by bit by bit.

The sword body is cold and sharp, but it is not the texture of steel, but it is closer to jade.

As unprecedented as he could, he was so truly aware of the existence of the holy sword in his hand, obsessed with its touch.

After he arrived in the divine realm, his martial soul and his holy sword also changed.

No, or, in other words, transformation.

If, before, his martial soul was just a projection of part of the original power of the sword of victory,

So, what he has now is the real thing that is really valuable!

Under the influence of divine power, this projection completely independent.

Even if it is not as good as the original accumulation, this is the holy sword that truly belongs to Ye Yao alone!

Even though the goddess of light had not entrusted him with the artifact, she was not stingy, but because she knew it.

Now, the holy sword in Ye Yao's hand has surpassed many god-made weapons.

Even the artifact of the five supreme gods, even the Shura Holy Sword in the hand of the Shura God with the strongest combat power, is not as good as the sword in Ye Yao's hand.

"Domes of Light God!" The majestic voice of night shines throughout the sky.

At this moment, everyone on the battlefield heard waves of vaguely rising and falling in their ears, as if the sound of excitement of babies.

It was the light elements in the world cheering and celebrating.

Because their master is using his power.

The boundless golden light spread rapidly, almost covering half of the sky, like a golden curtain.

Behind Ye Yao, there were light golden and lifelike wings, which were now rendered into a deeper gold color, and the texture was harder, as if carefully carved from golden crystals.

Golden dots of light permeate and drift between heaven and earth.

The holy sword in Ye Yao's hand was like the center of a vortex, absorbing all the light elements around him.

Soon, the original sword body was covered by a rich golden light.

Ye Yao held countless layers wrapped inside and out by the light element in his hand, and raised his sword, which was more than twice as big as it was, and he slashed it down violently.

"Rakshasa!" The black air rose from the east.

The ominous purple-black color rose from Bibidong's soles, and in just a few breaths, it turned into a purple-black flame column, tightly surrounding Bibidong.

Immediately, the flame column continued to expand and rose.

Four tributaries suddenly separated from the upper and lower part of the flame column, and then the shape began to change.

Soon, a purple-black giant, like a dragon flame transformed by the dragon flame of the Hell Demon Dragon, stood in the sky.

"Roar!" The giant roared at Ye Yao.

However, Ye Yao was calm and unhappy, and even his eyes had not fluctuated.

The holy sword in his hand was still slashed steadily.

With a sword in hand, the world is up to me!

It seemed as if there was no obstacle at all. The huge lightsaber slashed deeply into the giant's body, and the light golden sword marks almost divided the giant's upper body into two halves.

However, there was no joy in Ye Yao's eyes.

Because, he felt that although the lightsaber in his hand had cut into the giant's body, it was like a slump, unable to cut it down again or even retract it.

This is……

Soon, the light on the giant's body surged, and Bibidong's figure, which was too small compared to the giant, appeared on the giant's chest.

The fire dissipated, as if a small hole suddenly broke in the giant's chest, and walked out from it lightly with Bibi Dong.

Then, Bibidong looked down at Ye Yao who was looking down at her cold eyes.

She opened her lips lightly.

"Sleepy!"

From the place where the lightsaber was inserted, the giant's body began to change almost in distortedly.

His body suddenly sank, suddenly like mud, wrapped around the lightsaber bit by bit, and continued to spread upwards, as if he wanted to go up the sword body, then to Ye Yao's arm, and then swallow him up.

Ye Yao said calmly: "Get out!"

Although wrapped in purple-black mud, the light of the lightsaber has not been weakened at all, let alone covered up.

This is proof that Ye Yao always has spared his energy.

And as Ye Yao increased his strength again, the lightsaber began to become restless unstable.

The sword marks on the giant, which were originally shining with a faint golden light, emitted a violent light.

Bibidong pressed down slightly with his right hand, as if he wanted to suppress something.

However, a tingling pain came from the hand.

She raised her hand and silently stared at her palm.

The armor on the palm has dispersed.

The exposed pale jade hands seemed to be burned by hot flames, with deep burnt marks and even a faint burnt smell with a fishy smell.

Are attributes incompatible, and are there huge differences in power?

After thinking a little, Bibidong no longer hesitated. With a flash of force, he completely cut off the supply of divine power to the giant and completely disconnected the connection between the two.

So, the next moment, the purple-black giant emitted a golden light from the sword marks on his body. Then, its body expanded like a balloon, and countless tiny cracks cracked and the golden light spread out.

Finally, the violent explosion almost made all the two armies below temporarily lose their hearing.

The golden light and purple black that suddenly exploded in the sky also made them unable to tell what was happening for a moment.

Bibidong waved his hand, and once again covered his armor with another layer of armor. Then, he did not stop, and raised his sickle and rushed towards Ye Yao again.

Ye Yao did not give in and raised his lightsaber to fight him.

Gold and purple black, light and evil, light and Rakshasa god, night Yao and Bibidong.
Chapter completed!