Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

   Chapter 712

  "Rose Foil·Blood Rose in full bloom."

The flowers bloomed and only withered. Behind the beauty was murderous intent. When the rose flower sword distorted the perception of Abhad to the limit, the dormant killing intent broke out, locking the weakness of Abhad in the dark, Yulin · Borges slashed down with a sword. In addition to being a mythical dragon, he himself is also a rare saint in the sword.

Roar, a roar full of fright reverberated in the void, unable to avoid, Ebohard was completely overwhelmed by the absolute killing power that evolved, and a crystal-clear, blood jade-like iron rose blooming slowly with him as the center. Constantly stripped of his vitality.

The flesh and blood were dried up and recovered again. At the critical moment, the terrifying recovery ability of the seventh-order throne knight was vividly displayed on Eberhard's body. He insisted on carrying the damage of Yulin Borges' swordsmanship and constantly recovering his own. Injury.

   "It's useless, all struggles are in vain."

  The tip of the sword pointed diagonally to the ground, and his exquisite face was full of icy coldness. Looking at the struggling Eberhard, a sarcasm flashed in the eyes of Julen Borges.

The blooming blood rose is the ultimate move of the rose flower sword. It takes the meaning of decay when the flowers are withered and turns it into a terrifying killing intent. Under the blessing of swordsmanship, this killing intent is as real as it can be. Slashing the body can erode the soul even more.

The souls of the seventh-tier throne knights are melted into the flesh, and ordinary methods can't hurt their souls. This kind of killing intent can penetrate the knight’s body and immerse the soul will scattered in every inch of their flesh and blood. Now love Bohard seems to be recovering continuously, but the physical injuries are well recovered, but the soul-level injuries are not so simple. Every time his recovery will make the murderous intent to corrode the soul more deeply.

   "It's time to end."

   Feeling the outside world, locking on the real name of Ebohard, who has been tainted by killing intent, Yulin Borges slowly raised the foil in his hand.

  The seventh-order throne knights, like most of the seventh-order existences, have also condensed their real names, but they did not trust their real names, but turned to themselves for help, combining them with the flesh.

  This choice, combined with the characteristics of the throne knight’s soul fused into the flesh, created the immortality of the throne knight’s flesh. Any drop of blood and any hair that detached can become the basis for their resurrection, which is almost immortal.

  Hum, the power is boiling, the coercion belonging to the dragon emperor begins to permeate Yulin Borges' body, and the four element powers representing earth, wind, water and fire begin to converge on the tip of his sword.

   "Dragon Sword Art·Four Elements Rhythm."

  The power of geo, water, and fire manifested in turn, colliding with each other, symbolizing the initial chaos of the chaotic air current lingering on the tip of Yulin Borges’ sword, permeating an aura of destruction.

  The real eye was revealed, ignoring the numerous obstacles. For a moment, in the unknown space, the pure golden dragon pupil of Julen Borges reflected the real name of Ebohard's murderous infestation.

   "Cut."

  The dazzling divine light bloomed in the dragon's pupils, and the accumulated killing intent boiled again. Following the induction in the dark, Yulin Borges slashed down with a single sword.

  The flowers fell like rain. At the moment when the foil in the hand of Julen Borges cut down, as if it could not bear the power of the sword, the foil collapsed and turned into withered petals again.

  Chaos derives, a sword falls, and the strands of chaotic energy are like the released evil beasts, swallowing everything, assimilating all surrounding matter into chaos, returning to their original appearance.

  Roar, the roaring sound came from Eberhard’s mouth, but in addition to the superficial fierceness, there was an unconcealable panic in the roar.

Kazed, accompanied by a sound as if something was broken in the depths of his heart, Ebohard struggled more and more, and the violent vindictiveness transformed into the void, like a bloodthirsty bat, emitting sharply and sharply. The harsh screams just broke free from the blockade of Jurine Borges swordsmanship at all costs, but it was too late at this time, and Eberhard’s body had begun to blur, and the surrounding chaos was lingering. Breath, just now, his real name was cut by Euren Borges.

Outside the secret realm, looking at the secret realm that has returned to the original and completely occupied by chaos, the look of the Lord of the Storm, the Lord of Dawn, and Sieggel are different, but it is undeniable that they all rose up in their hearts at this moment. There is a trace of jealousy towards Yulin Borges. Facing the erosion of chaos, these true gods also need to be cautious, but Yulin Borges has evolved such power with swordsmanship.

   "The fairy dragon is born with the power of the four elements, and it is indeed blessed."

  Looking at the two figures in the secret realm through the boundless chaos, the Lord of the Storm let out a sigh.

  Hearing this, although the Lord of Dawn and Sieggel did not speak, they both showed their approval.

   "It seems that the matter is not over yet."

The ethereal voice sounded, his expression changed, and there was a faint smile on the face of Artemis, Lord of the Dawn, and at the moment his voice fell, the abnormal change occurred again, a magnificent but darkened expression. And the power of disorder rose from the depths of the secret realm, and even broke through the spreading chaos.

   "The Devil of Hell."

The storm in   's eyes swept across, watching the sudden change, the look of the Lord of the Storm became serious.

   "It seems that Ebohard, the king, has really fallen into evil."

When    said this, the Lord of Dawn's eyes fell on Sieggel.

Hearing that, Sieggel's expression remained unchanged, and he looked dignifiedly into the depths of the secret realm. At this moment, there, a portal to **** is being formed, which is beyond Him and Yulin Borge. As expected.

  "Tantalus, the third pillar of the devil’s foolish master, deceiver, deceiver, and creator of the devil, unexpectedly turned out to be you, the scum of hell."

All reality is reflected in the golden dragon pupils. Through the portal of **** that has not yet been fully formed, Yulin Borges saw a figure sitting on the throne in the endless darkness. His figure is thin and his legs are folded. , Supporting his face with one hand, a pair of lavender eyes wafting with smiles, everyone who saw him can feel his friendship from the heart.

"My little toy can't just let you spoil you like this~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It seems to be aware of the peeping of Julen Borges. Tantalus, the lord of foolishness, raised his head and met Julien Bo Erhus's eyes, at this moment, his face that embodies the delicate beauty to the extreme, showed a child-like innocent smile.

   "Although it is not the first time I have seen it, I can't help but want to nauseous every time I see your disgusting face."

   Expressed disdain on the face, but at this moment, the inner depths of Euren Borges's heart were unprecedentedly solemn. The third pillar of **** is by no means weak, and no one can tolerate any underestimation.

Om, the three pairs of wings flapped behind him, and the magnificent power began to gather around Julien Borges, forming a tide of elements. He wanted to break the door of **** that was not fully formed and completely kill Ebohard, no Give Tantalus any chance.

  "Don’t be so nervous, Julien Borges, there is a barrier from the world. Now I can’t really come here, and I don’t want to hurt you either."

  Across the barriers of the world, Tantalus’s careless smile emerged in the heart of Jule Borges. In front of him, all of Jule Borges’ thoughts seemed to be seen through.

  (End of this chapter)