Joelson looked at his opponent.
The strength of this "Demon Joelson" was too powerful.
His own strength was exactly the same as his. Now, with the support of this ancient race form, he was much more powerful.
A strong battle intent burned in Joelson's eyes.
Only such a powerful opponent had the value of being defeated!
Joelson took out the sword of slaughter and held it in his hand.
A white-gold light lit up, as if a dazzling sun had risen in this space.
This time, Demon Joelson did not only use his wings to defend but also extended the sharp claws in his hand.
The field was silent.
Only two figures charged at each other.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding rang out.
Joelson felt as if the longsword in his hand had collided with some extremely hard material and he didn't feel as if it had been chopped off.
He turned his head to take a look, only to see that Demon Joelson had also lowered his head to take a look at his own sharp claws.
A hint of surprise flashed through Joelson's eyes.
This opponent's claws had actually not been chopped off.
After all, the sword of slaughter was a highgod artifact!
And it also had the value of the arcane platinum power!
Both of them combined hadn't been able to chop off his claws?
But it wasn't completely fruitless. A shallow mark had appeared on Demon Joelson's claws. Clearly, it still had some effect, but the effect was very weak.
Demon Joelson clearly had the same doubts.
Both of them were not satisfied with the result of this collision.
Without saying anything, they collided again.
Joelson held his longsword in one hand and slashed at his opponent.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Demon Joelson did the same. His sharp claws slashed fiercely at Joelson.
Just as the two sides were about to collide again.
Joelson raised his left hand, and a bolt of purple lightning shot toward his opponent.
At the same time, his right hand didn't stop, and the sword of slaughter slashed down.
Demon Joelson obviously didn't have time to react to such a sudden change.
He raised one of his membrane wings and blocked the purple lightning that Joelson shot out.
At the moment he touched the lightning.
The lightning exploded, forming a lightning storm that enveloped Demon Joelson.
The lightning's numbing effect caused Demon Joelson's movements to slow down for a moment.
Joelson seized the opportunity and slashed down with the sword of slaughter in his hand.
He saw that the sword of slaughter was about to hit Demon Joelson's head.
However, in the next moment.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding could be heard.
At the critical moment, Demon Joelson raised his other wing and blocked the sword.
After Demon Joelson blocked Joelson's sword of slaughter, his sharp claws clawed at Joelson.
Joelson retreated abruptly, causing Demon Joelson's sharp claws to miss.
He focused his gaze and looked at Demon Joelson.
He only saw a shallow white mark left on Demon Joelson's membrane wing. There was no way for him to cause any damage.
Before he could do anything...
Demon Joelson had already moved.
Two long blood-red horns protruded from Demon Joelson's forehead, emitting a blood-red light.
Then, a blood-red ball of light condensed between the two horns.
Joelson focused his gaze and his pupils contracted slightly.
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In the next second.
A blood-red ray shot out from the blood-red ball of light and shot towards Joelson.
Joelson immediately retreated and dodged the attack.
The space where the ray passed was shattered, leaving a pitch-black mark.
Joelson focused his gaze slightly.
The lethality of this ray was too strong!
The stability of this space was so high that even his continuous magic bombardment could only leave a trace.
But this ray directly left a pitch-black mark.
If he was hit by this ray, even he would probably lose the ability to move.
Looking at the situation in front of him, Joelson couldn't help but sigh.
The previous God of Slaughter had too high a requirement for the successor.
The opponent's strength, moves...
All aspects were exactly the same as his.
Under such circumstances, he actually wanted to increase his opponent's strength?
And it was such a huge increase!
If the person who entered the final trial wasn't him...
No one would be able to defeat such an opponent.
Even if Wilfrid, Gladstone, and the others entered, there was only one possibility: death.
Thinking of this, Joelson couldn't help but sigh.
It seemed that it was impossible for him to defeat this opponent with his normal strength.
He still needed to enter the Ancient Dragon God form.
In Demon Joelson's view, this person who looked like him wasn't his opponent.
Thinking of this, Demon Joelson walked towards his opponent step by step.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})Suddenly, he stopped and his gaze towards Joelson became vigilant.
He did not know what had just happened, but he instinctively felt that this opponent seemed to have suddenly become extremely dangerous.
A sense of danger filled his heart.
It was like a constantly ringing alarm clock.
"Demon Joelson" was annoyed by this feeling, but he did not understand what had happened.
From his subjective point of view, this opponent did not seem to have changed much.
His form was the same as before, completely incomparable to his mighty form.
The only slight change was that this opponent's pupils had turned a faint golden color.
"Demon Joelson" was frustrated, but he did not want to retreat.
He wanted to defeat this opponent!
"Demon Joelson" turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Joelson.
Joelson glanced at his opponent indifferently. There was only calmness in his eyes. This opponent could no longer cause any ripples in his eyes.
When he entered the Ancient Dragon God form, Demon Joelson no longer had any chance of winning.
Demon Joelson's ancient race form was powerful, his bloodline was also very pure.
But no matter what bloodline it had, it was nothing in front of the Ancient Dragon God!
This space was very small.
In an instant, Demon Joelson had already rushed in front of Joelson.
The sharp claws that were flickering with cold light had already reached Joelson's chest, and they were about to ruthlessly stab in.
Joelson raised his long sword and placed it horizontally in front of his chest.
This simple action had directly blocked Demon Joelson's attack.
Demon Joelson hovered in front of his opponent. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. He did not know why he had suddenly stopped.
Then, his eyes were filled with fear.
Joelson raised his hand gently, and a white-gold light lit up.
In Demon Joelson's eyes, a sun rose.
The long sword slashed.
Demon Joelson's body completely stiffened, and then he turned into a lustrous light that dissipated in the void.
