Bai Qiyun and Baroque looked at each other. It wasn't until the girls' voices completely disappeared in the wind and snow that Baroque slowly spoke.

"Oh, Her Royal Highness the Princess has left. Shouldn't it be time for you, the 'brave', to follow along? Or do you really think of yourself as the so-called brave?"

Listening to Baroque's obviously sarcastic words, Bai Qiyun shook his head in disbelief.

"Stop talking about me. Why did you let Gaza go? Didn't you keep staring at her before? Even when you fought with me, you focused part of your attention on her."

Yes, Bai Qiyun had observed this before, but he did not take advantage of it because of the safety of Gaza.

Looking at the boy's increasingly brighter body, Baroque narrowed his eyes and felt helpless at the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, this kid even noticed this.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I stayed with that girl just to activate the power of the Great God of Glory. Now that this power is in front of me, she is naturally not that important."

Hearing this, Bai Qiyun raised his eyebrows.

"You seem to be very confident. You are so confident in facing the power left by the gods in ancient times."

Listening to the young man's words, Baroque seemed to have heard some joke and laughed a few times.

"Hahaha, are you overthinking it? Just because you still want to master the power of that god, as long as I capture you here, then my goal will be achieved."

This sounds like he still has absolute confidence and can easily win against the current Bai Qiyun.

It is true that the power of the glorious god is indeed very huge, but Baroque also miscalculated one thing.

In Bai Qiyun's view, this power is indeed very strong, but it is not as difficult to control as he said.

From a certain perspective, the power in the pendant is somewhat similar to his star power, equally pure and hot.

But compared to his star power, this divine power is more fierce.

When facing the remaining power of the demon dragon, this divine power ran back and forth in his chest, seeming to be roaring.

With the help of the water star chart, Bai Qiyun quickly mastered the method of using divine power, but he did not show it in order to make Baroque underestimate his enemy.

While stalling for time, Bai Qiyun became familiar with the power in his body.

At the same time, he was also observing the changes in the man in front of him.

Compared with before, more and more parts of Baroque's body have been eroded by the power of the dragon. His whole appearance has begun to change. Hard black dragon scales have begun to grow on exposed parts such as his arms, making him look like a dragon.

Inhuman.

It seems that even if one masters the power of the dragon, he cannot escape the erosion of the body by this terrifying force.

The two looked at each other in a tacit understanding, neither of them had the intention to make the first move.

Without him, because they are all adapting to the power within their bodies.

After a while, Baroque felt that the strength of the young man in front of him was still on the rise. He couldn't sit still. He picked up the black giant sword on the side and rushed towards Bai Qiyun, still muttering something in his mouth.

"Let me see the power of the Great God of Glory."

A black shadow shuttled back and forth on a snow-white plain at an extremely fast speed.

"The Shadow Horn of the Demonic Dragon!"

Holding the giant sword in front of him, Baroque suddenly accelerated, and a shadow of a black dragon appeared behind him, rushing towards the young man in front of him.

Seeing this, Bai Qiyun could only pick up the big sword that Ying left for him before and hit it head-on.

"boom!"

The imagined sound of steel colliding did not come, but was replaced by the collision of two extremely powerful forces.

The duel between the power of the star and the power of the dragon was even more fierce than before, and the surrounding hillsides began to overturn due to this attack.

When the black and white colors disappeared as their power dried up, the originally flat ground around them became even smoother.

The two of them stood in it, just like two warriors who had been exiled into the arena, bound to fight to the death.

Holding the ice-blue star-silver sword, Bai Qiyun swung away the Baroque sword without changing his expression.

As expected, this weapon was nothing special. It was not corroded at all when it was faced head-on with the giant sword condensed with the power of the demonic dragon.

You must know that the spear he made by mixing vitality and elemental power before had to be thrown once in each hand. This giant sword seemed to be much stronger.

"Xingyin from Snow Burial? What a good name."

When he held the big sword in his hand, a name resounded in his heart, followed by a feeling of harmony.

It makes the whole person's control of divine power and elemental power much more refined, and it can be called an artifact.

It's just that the shape of the giant sword doesn't really suit him. He still has some experience with weapons like spears, but the giant sword is really a bit...

As if he heard the young man's thoughts, the originally indestructible ice-blue sword slowly melted in Bai Qiyun's hand, and finally turned into a spear.

Bai Qiyun was surprised when he saw this.

Can this thing still be humane?
Chapter completed!