Bozhi Gong liked sparring, but didn't like life-and-death fights. Seeing Yingbei's shocked look, he couldn't help but be curious, so he invited Guo Twelve to have a sparring match to see how powerful the opponent was.
Guo Twelve is also very curious in his heart. He also hopes that it would be best for masters who understand this world to compete with each other, so that he can have a general understanding of his own strength in this world.
Borigong possesses the ninth-level demonic insect, which he has cultivated since he was a child. It is extremely powerful, especially after merging with its master, its strength can be greatly improved. In their hometown, Borigong is out-and-out.
A top expert, but in Sacrifice to the Stars, his strength is no longer top level.
Of course, Bozhi Gong is not a fool. Even if he is not the strongest, he is still a good player among the masters, stronger than many people. That's why he has the confidence and wants to compete with Guo Twelve.
The three of them flew outside the manor and traveled thousands of kilometers before stopping. They did not dare to compete in the manor. With their strength, if they accidentally missed, it would be enough to destroy the entire manor.
Borigong released his demonic insects, and the two merged into one, and the demonic insects turned into armor and appeared. Guo Twelve exclaimed: "Magical, beautiful!"
Borigong is the ambassador of the Nanrong tribe, and most of his abilities are in this demonic insect. Once the demonic insect merges, its strength will increase several times. Stinging electric current dances on the black armor, and two huge knives
Stretching out, he reached out and grabbed it.
If the ninth-level lightning black mantis is used to fight alone, it will almost certainly not be Guo Twelve's opponent, but when it is combined with Borigong, its strength will skyrocket. This is also a unique skill of the Nanrong tribe.
Yingbei said on the side: "Of course it is magical, but you will encounter more weird and magical races in the future, so be careful."
Guo Twelve habitually released the altar, but found that he could not enlarge the altar as before. He couldn't help but be stunned, and then he remembered that the rules of this world were like this. Yingbei smiled and said: "Here... it's better not to release the altar, you
Your body is the altar, and your soul is the core of the altar." He reminded.
Fortunately, the two of them were just sparring. If it were a real fight, Guo Twelve's stunned performance just now would be enough to make him suffer. This is why he wants to spar, he must get used to the rules of this world.
Guo Twelve put away the altar and thought for a moment. Borigong did not rush him and waited quietly.
A small sacrificial treasure flew out. It was an umbrella tower sacrificial treasure. It rotated slowly above Guo Twelve's head. Runes quickly dropped down, covering his figure like a curtain. Then another sacrificial treasure came.
Flying out, the soul-suppressing cauldron rose directly to the umbrella tower sacrificial treasure, and the fist-sized soul-suppressing cauldron emitted a faint brilliance.
Then the moon blade flew out and circled around him, creating streaks of shining light.
Guo Twelve released all three of his best sacrificial treasures in one breath. As for the other sacrificial treasures, he rarely used them. With the rapid advancement, most of the sacrificial treasures he used before could no longer be used because there was no time to refine them.
You must know that as the altar advances, the quality of the sacrificial treasures must also be improved with simultaneous sacrifices, and it is impossible for him to refining all the sacrificial treasures.
Yingbei's eyes shone. Just by looking at these three sacrificial treasures, he knew how powerful Guo Twelve was. Although he had not yet seen the power of the sacrificial treasures, if Guo Twelve could take them out, the power would definitely not be bad.
Yingbei only uses two sacrificial treasures, one for offense and one for defense. This is also the habit of professionals. No matter how many sacrificial treasures he had in the past, after reaching the top level, he will usually choose two sacrificial treasures and refine them carefully.
Bozhi Gong smiled and said: "Are you ready? I'm going to take action!"
Guo Twelve suddenly put away the soul-suppressing cauldron. He found that the umbrella tower sacrificial treasure was enough for the time being, and there was no need to add the soul-suppressing cauldron. If the umbrella tower sacrificial treasure was not enough for defense, it would be too late to use the soul-suppressing cauldron. Soul-suppressing cauldron was enough.
The cauldron is a sacrificial treasure that can be attacked and defended. It is also his most powerful sacrificial treasure, much more powerful than the moon blade.
The handsome old man said in the altar: "Boy, are you not used to it?"
Guo Twelve couldn't help but smile bitterly, and his soul wavered slightly: "That's right, without an altar under my butt, I wouldn't know how to fight. Alas, this habit is really not easy to change..." Since being promoted to an altar-level professional
, most of the battles were fought while sitting on the altar, especially the battles with masters. If he didn't sit on the altar, he would feel a bit at a loss.
The handsome old man said: "That person is right, your body is an altar. This idea is correct. You just need to get used to it."
Guo Twelve let out a long breath and said: "Come on, Borigong." Anyway, let's fight first to get used to it.
Borigong's armor was very powerful, flashing with dazzling arcs of light. He was carrying two large and unsightly giant knives, which were transformed from the forelimbs of the lightning black mantis, and reminded him: "I'm coming!
"The two giant knives waved and flashed in front of Guo Twelve in an instant. The giant knives crossed and slashed wildly. The thunder and lightning on the blades flew out.
Guo Twelve teleported away. He was a little unsure of the strength of his opponent's attack and did not dare to fight head-on for the time being.
Continuous attacks like thunderbolts, countless lightning flashes across the sky. Guo Twelve flashed continuously like a ghost, secretly assessing the opponent's combat power. He found that the opponent's attack speed was still not fast enough. With his current level, he could easily
He had to avoid it. So far, he believed that the other party's force had not threatened him.
The promotion of the altar is not fake. After several consecutive promotions, Guo Twelve's strength has improved a lot. He took advantage of the opportunity to compete with Borigong to constantly adjust his own strength, getting familiar with it little by little, and adjusting little by little.
, so he did not launch an attack for the time being, but only defended passively.
After dozens of continuous teleportations, Guo Twelve finally struck a blow.
A golden brilliance nearly a kilometer long suddenly fell from the sky, erupting with a mighty force, a faint sound of wind and thunder, and instantly turned into a roaring cry, booming, and rushing down, as if the Milky Way was falling from the sky.
Not far away, Yingbei's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Be merciful!"
Bozhi Gong was still calm, but his heart seemed to have been hit hard and beat wildly uncontrollably. He felt as if the sky was falling, there was a thunderclap, and thunder flashed, and he tried his best to dodge outwards.
In fact, Guo Twelve was also a little frightened. He did not drive with all his strength, but only used five points of his strength. He did not expect that the Moon Blade would issue such a terrifying giant blade. He heard Yingbei's roar, and saw Bezhi Gong's movement.
He ran away desperately. If he really faced an enemy, he could just lock the opponent with his soul and kill Berigong instantly. But now it was just a sparring match, so of course he wouldn't do that.
Putting the locked target aside, the brilliance formed by the moon blade suddenly slashed down diagonally.
Poof! Boom!
There was a soft sound, followed by an earth-shaking explosion. A deep trench one thousand meters long and one hundred meters wide suddenly appeared. The two shock waves set off by the explosion, mixed with earth, rocks and broken trees, were thrown to both sides.
Although Bozhi Gong escaped from the range of the Moon Blade's slash, he could not escape the shock wave that erupted after the slash. He roared, and his whole body suddenly emitted a dazzling electric light, like a small sun.
The gravel and trees blocked him, but he still couldn't block the rushing shock wave. His whole body was shot into the distance like a cannonball.
The umbrella tower sacrificial treasure above Guo Twelve's head rotated slowly, blocking the aftermath of the impact. He was very embarrassed, coughed and said: "Ahem... Haha, I'm sorry, I accidentally... uh, this
...That..." He couldn't help but blush, he almost killed his opponent with one attack, which was really a bit embarrassing.
Yingbei murmured to himself in horror: "Damn it, the professionals who came out of the spell world are so ferocious now?"
Bozhi Gong flew over in embarrassment and said: "Why are you so violent? You are too cruel..."
Guo Twelve explained helplessly: "Borigong, I only used five points of force. It was really an experimental attack." Seeing Borigong's disapproval, he became a little anxious and said, "You
Get out of the way, this time... I will attack with all my strength!" As he spoke, the moon blade suddenly rose sharply, and dozens of golden sword lights slashed at it crazily.
Bozhi Gong and Yingbei were stunned. They saw the sword light superimposed and its power doubled. With a few attacks, the entire land became a mess. Large areas of the forest were destroyed, and there were several thousands of meters more lines on the ground.
A long deep ditch. Now the two of them believed Guo Twelve's explanation. It was true that he had not used all his strength before.
Yingbei kept smiling bitterly. He suddenly realized that the means he was proud of were nothing with Guo Twelve. He knew in his heart that he could never stop an attack of this level.
Bozhi Gong no longer dared to continue the sparring. Of course he saw that the opponent was super powerful and far beyond his ability to resist. To continue sparring would be to seek abuse. He shook his head and said: "Forget it, let's not fight anymore.
I can't even catch it, so I slapped him." When he was free, he would often compete with Yingbei. The two of them were almost the same in strength, so the competition was interesting.
Yingbei said: "Oh, your sparring...just two strikes destroyed a large forest like mine...what a pity." This area is his private property, and it would be false to say that he is not heartbroken.
The huge fluctuation alarmed Li Ran and Qi Wuzhen. Others also felt it and flew over from the manor one by one. Li Ran asked: "What's wrong?"
Guo Twelve said: "It's nothing, Borigong and I had a discussion."
Li Ran glanced at the forest below and said, "Oh, no wonder the fluctuations are so big. What's the difference between this place and the Spell World?" He had never tried to attack here, so he didn't know the changes and differences.
Guo Twelve said: "It's very...well, there is a big difference. There is no restrained feeling like the small world. This place is simply better than the spell world. The power can be exerted beyond the limit. Well, the power can be increased several times.
, this does not include the professional level that has been improved here."
Qi Wuzhen smiled and said: "In this way...the stronger the strength, the greater the hope of leaving."
Guo Twelve smiled bitterly and said: "Sister Zhen, it is good to worship the stars, but I think... the big world is the real good place."