Chapter 386: Plane attack

"Gregory."
Seeing the blood-colored stars in the sky move together, the stern sword prison that filled the starry sky with killing intent to kill, Joseph, who was covered in light and dim holy power, took a step back, and the meaning was self-evident.
Gregory III frowned slightly, and he didn't believe Joseph in this way.
"can."
But the other party has indeed worked hard, and if he doesn't want the union to just start to break down, he has to do it.
Gregory clenched his fist in his left hand, and the golden-red flames that filled him around him turned like an ocean frantically, rushing under him like a long whale sucking water, condensing like substance.
Ang Ang Ang~
The scream of the horses resounded in this universe, full of vitality.
Under Gregory III, among the gathering of golden and red flames, a golden and red horse slowly appeared.
It is tall and majestic, three meters high, like the same horrible behemoth, with golden-red flames burning all over its body, and the flames on its eyes and four hooves are completely specialized into a faint blue, with an extremely dangerous aura.
"Ant, die."
The moment the mount appeared, Gregory's already incomparable aura rose sharply again, and the horses and horses were united, and the speed instantly exceeded the speed of sound, bringing the invincible, overbearing dominance that suppressed the world into the Senran Sword Prison overhead.
There were bright golden-red horseshoe prints on the void he stepped on, and the golden-red flames burned quietly, lighting up a trail of flame horseshoe prints in the cold and dead universe.
boom!
Killing intent, the icy sword prison and the domineering golden red figure fighting the sky and the earth collided without any fancy. There was a shock between the sky and the earth, the space was shaken, the red light burst, and the golden red flames overflowed.
The flame knight's charge was firmly blocked, and among the more than 800 flying swords, there were more than 400 middle-grade and lower-grade magical artifacts. The flying sword's spirit was faint, breaking away from the attack sequence and returning to the sky.
The remaining flying swords, led by the eight magic weapon-class flying swords, gathered into eight thick red flying swords and cut them to Gregory one after another, stirring the situation and blocking the upper and lower sides.
But all attacks were blocked by the flame lance.
In every attack of the lance, dozens of magical weapons and flying swords were forcibly shot out of the attack sequence, and at the same time, a piece of golden-red flame was quietly extinguished.
With the help of horsepower, Gregory III swept through the flames with a lance, and the horseshoe stomped the void again and again. With each blow, they could touch several huge blood-red flying swords in front of them, and sweep the flying swords behind them to let their breath. Decline rapidly.
At the same time, the fighting energy in his body was rapidly consumed, and soon fell below 80%. If he wanted to completely defeat the sword formation, he might fall below 70%.
"Joseph, shoot!"
Gregory has won streaks in a row, and the momentum is high, but the consumption of his body is also real. After a shot again, he flew several flying sword attacks and then turned and roared at the Pope Joseph, who was quietly watching him behind him.
But neither Zhao Shi nor Joseph just looked at him quietly and ignored them.
No matter what you think, the consumption of grievance in Gregory's body is a good thing for Zhao Shi and Joseph, and of course no one jumps out impatiently.
Zhao Shi smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, you don't agree with me working with you, but you seem to forget that my partner is not just for you."
"what?"
Gregory was horrified, and his heart was chilling, and he didn't care about attacking. Dao Dao golden red flames gathered on his body, laying down layers of defense.
After waiting for a long time, the eight huge red flying swords slashed and slashed one after another, wiping away many flames around him, but the joint attack of the two did not come as expected.
Zhao Shi and Joseph are still facing each other quietly, neither attacking him nor fighting between them.
"Smuggle!"
Gregory yelled angrily, knowing that he had been deceived, and his vindictive spirit rose sharply, and his body violently burned, setting off a tsunami-like flame to crush the surrounding eight huge flying swords that were already dimmed.
However, when the huge fire wave was about to fall, the eight-bit red giant sword broke apart first, turning into red stars and returning to the sky.
Zhao Shi looked at Pope Joseph with some regret: "Why don't you want to kill him with me?"
He is very sincere, and he is willing to be a pawn. Why does no one believe him?
Pope Joseph did not respond, and said to Gregory III: "We attacked together and broke out to kill him quickly, how about?"
He didn't mention the matter of letting him be surrounded by sword formations and consuming vindictiveness.
Gregory also calmed down, and said solemnly: "Okay."
Open the world, the vitality of the world is as turbulent as a storm.
The two moved at the same time, the giant flame horse galloping, the knight's spear pointed bright, and behind them were thousands of horses composed of flames charging together, suddenly the light in the dead universe, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and the power could no longer be quickly exported.
"Heaven is coming!"
On the other side, the old and majestic voice of Pope Joseph sounded.
The sky that had turned from darkness and loneliness to dim changes once again, and a thick and condensed holy light shot into this dark universe from outside the sky, breaking the sky into a gap of several kilometers in size.
The holy light was projected to the top of Zhao Shishi without hindrance, and the holy white feathers descended and turned into three sacred sword-holding angels. The breath of each angel was similar to that of Pope Joseph.
The golden eyes of the sword-holding angel among the holy light and the white feather were ruthless, and at the same time, he drew his sword and cut down at Zhao Shi's head.
In an instant, the two strongest people who were favored by the plane and received the blessing of the plane had already exploded with their ultimate power, desperately wanting to kill Zhao Shi.
All the places on the light and dark plane were agitated at the same time, and endless auras surged onto the battlefield.
The spirits of Joseph and Gregory III were shaken at the same time, and the energy particles around them were never active at this moment.
They cheered, leaped for joy, and couldn't wait to join the attacks of the angels and Gregory III, frantically increasing their attacks, in a short time, to the point where even the cultivators of the Yuan Ying stage had to retreat temporarily.
Zhao Shi was shocked, his scalp was numb, and he seemed to understand why the two were able to unite so efficiently and jointly wanted to kill him. Several provocations had no results.
Planar awareness!
The plane consciousness that had thought that it would not be a demon in a short time after it had been approved by tens of thousands of people finally showed its fangs at this moment.
This was completely out of his expectation, it, now it is impossible for him to threaten the Nascent Soul monk.
"Blood Lotus Sword!"
Stimulated by the incomparably clear intuition of death in his heart, Zhao Shi could no longer hide, and the moon behind him shone brightly, and the light quickly spread to all the flying swords around him.
A mouthful of red flying swords are projected to Zhao Shi's side like a hundred birds returning to their nests. There are precise calculations and coordination between the flying swords' orbits. The 999 flying swords are combined into a lifelike red sword lotus.
The sword lotus slowly turned, and the dense sword aura was spontaneous, with a higher level of sword intent increase, and its power increased several times compared with the previous time when dealing with angel wings.
At that time, the red sword lotus only turned slightly, and it had already defeated Angel Wing that was not much different from the strength of the ordinary Golden Core Peak monk. If it weren't for the other party to die for, then she could be killed.
The red sword lotus had just formed, and the attack of the two had arrived.
Booming~
Gregory III plunged into the red sword lotus like a flame spear, blasting the delicate and sharp red sword lotus through the small half gap, and the countless flying sword goddesses collapsed like flowers.
The three sword-holding angels have extremely high fighting wisdom. They follow the flanks of the charging flame army and slash all the flying swords blocking the knight like a precise scalpel.
The speed of Gregory III not only did not stop because of the attack, but also accelerated.
The combined attacks of the two heroes with strong planes of luck, coupled with the blessing of plane consciousness once again, the attack power has begun to approach the attack of the Yuan Ying cultivator.
Can't stop it!
It's impossible to stop it!
Even if the sword intent had been improved to a higher level in a short time, most of Zhao Shi's strongest attack and defense sword lotus collapsed in an instant, and the flying swords scattered like gravel, exposing Zhao Shi inside the sword lotus core.