In the sky above the Adil Empire, two figures were still standing among them.

It is different from what many church priests who are observing this area around and have all kinds of sorrow in their minds at this moment.

At this moment in front of him, feeling the changes in Doron's body in front of him, Adiel's face looked very calm, and he didn't seem to have changed much at all.

His face was calm, at this moment, his long black hair hung down like this, the silver long sword in his hand was firm, and he held it in the palm of his hand, his whole body was straight, standing in mid-air, his eyes looked calmly ahead, and it didn't seem to have changed at all.

The changes in Duolong's body in front of him didn't seem to be able to bring him the slightest emotion, not even a single look or expression changed.

His calmness made Duolong in front of him feel a little surprised, and at this moment he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of fangs instantly appeared, revealing a hideous smile there: "You don't seem to be afraid." ”

"Am I not scary enough to look like this, or am I not strong enough to make you feel terrified?"

He stood in mid-air, just standing opposite Adil, and said to Adil in front of him, his whole body looked very deformed, and at this moment he was gradually approaching the form of the God of Killing.

On top of the facts, at this moment, in Adiel's sense, the human aura on Dolong's body was almost gone, and the essence of his body at this moment was incomparably close to the God of Killing, almost no different from the God of Killing.

To a certain extent, in front of him, although Doron seems to be the same person at this moment, it is actually not an exaggeration to say that the god of killing is wearing the skin of Doron and descending on this place.

"It's disgusting to see you like this now......"

Adier's face was calm, looking at Doron standing in front of him, at this moment there was a little bit of gold in his eyes, which seemed to have a star falling, and the scene of the silver moon constantly rising: "After all the hard work to kill the other sons of slaughter, to stand out from all the competitors, in the end, in exchange for just a chance to become the incarnation of the god of killing?"

"You ask yourself, who you are now, but what you wanted to be in the beginning?"

The faint words fell on the spot, accompanied by the power of the true spirit one after another, and it was directly transmitted to the mind of Duolong in front of him.

In an instant, Doron froze in place, his whole body froze there, and at this moment he seemed to recall something.

He recalled a scene, recalled the first experience.

It was not a very large manor, and although it was not very large, it had everything it should have, and it seemed to be very complete.

In one of the rooms, a young boy sweated in it, silently vowing that one day he would get ahead, revitalize his family, and make his name resounding throughout the world.

This was his original wish, and it was also his dream and goal when he was young.

But I don't know when he started, he slowly changed.

A golden drop of killing blood fell from the sky and fell on him, and then everything began to change.

One calm night, a fire spread over the manor and began to burn, setting the entire manor on fire.

In the manor, the servants and masters let out a cry of fear, and struggled in it, but in the end it was of no use, and was directly swallowed up by the rising sea of fire.

In the corner of the manor, he looked frightened and desperate as a young manor, watching his relatives and servants struggle in the corner, and holding the torch used to set the fire in his hand.

At the beginning of the time, of course, he had struggles and fears in his heart, but for the ideals and ambitions in his heart, he still resolutely did this thing.

He exchanged the lives of the people he knew and closest to him for the first strength.

But think about it, look back again from the height of the present, and recall those things from the past.

When he was weak, did the things he did really what he wanted to do?

In other words, when he first received the Killing Blood, the decisions he made were made by himself, or whether he was under the influence of the Killing Blood.

Doron didn't know.

Similar to what happened at the beginning, there are many, many more things that have happened since then.

After the initial guilt, he experienced many, many more during the subsequent period of travel in the material world.

Beloved lover, closest partner, most trusted follower......

This person, at the last moment, was actively pushed down the abyss by him, to the region called death.

And all this, the so-called is just in exchange for a little insignificant power, to gain a little bit of killing power growth, so that he can take a few steps further on the road in the future.

But in his heart, does he really want to do this?

"Am I really willing? am I really willing......"

In mid-air, Doron's body froze there, muttering to himself at this moment, and a tear unconsciously shed from his eyes.

At this moment, inspired by the power of the true spirit in Adiel's body, the fierce true spirit in his body briefly broke free from the influence of the killing blood, and for the first time began to recall his past life experiences and began to reflect on his mistakes.

With all this happening, the aura on his body is also constantly rising and falling, and at this moment, the power of the true spirit is rising rapidly, and there is a faint moment to overwhelm the influence of the killing blood.

But then, with the flicker of the golden hourglass blood, the true spirit that had struggled out for a short time was submerged in an instant, and the aura on Duolong's body stabilized again, no longer beginning to fluctuate and fluctuate.

"Yes, I would ......"

Standing in mid-air, he sighed deeply, smiling there at this moment, tears streaming from his eyes.

The influence of the Killing Blood once again prevailed, and his own true spirit was once again submerged, affected by the residual power of the Killing God contained in it, and he was unable to break free at all.

As all this happened, the strength in his body not only did not decrease, but became even more terrifying as the last bit of self was completely consumed by the killing blood.

At this moment, he seemed to have completely transformed into the incarnation of the God of Killing, and the aura on his entire body was extremely terrifying, and it began to explode in this place.

At this moment, the aura on his body climbed again, from the original sixth-order peak to a new limit.

Although for various reasons, and because he didn't really ignite his own divine fire, he didn't advance to the seventh order and enter the realm of gods at this moment.

But at this moment, under the influence of the killing blood in his body and the power of the killing god, his strength would definitely not be inferior to that of the seventh-order gods, and it could be said that he had reached the limit of the sixth-order.

"You didn't take advantage of that moment to attack, this is a fatal mistake you made......

Standing in place, looking at Adil in front of him, Doron sighed deeply, at this moment, a pair of eyes were full of coldness, like an emotionless machine, where he looked coldly at Adil in front of him: "Now, it's time to pay for the mistakes you made......"

"Is it still this far......"

Looking at the change in the aura on his body in front of him, Duolong was completely frozen at this moment. Adil sighed softly, and the silver sword in his right hand was slowly raised, and the silver light on it began to flicker.

An equally pure, equally powerful Killing Divine Domain began to unfold, colliding with the Divine Domain unfolding on Duolong's body in front of him.

The two divine realms, which also belonged to the killing authority, began to collide with each other, and at this moment, they were instantly intertwined.

And in the center of the two divine domains, the two figures also collided together at the same time.

Bang!

It was as if the two worlds exploded at the same time, and at this moment, the two were intertwined in an instant, and their bodies erupted with terrifying power at the same time, rushing towards each other.

The silver long sword in Adier's hand was raised directly, and at this moment, it seemed to cross the concept of time and space in an instant, and scattered on Doron's body in an instant, as if it was going to cut off his head directly with a single blow.

As the silver long sword in his hand fell, in an instant, Duolong's body directly shattered, and the flesh and blood on the entire body directly shattered, starting from the most basic cell unit, and began to be directly shattered.

A little sound continued to sound in the same place, and at this moment, it was as if countless bombs were exploding at the same time in this place, and the sky was covered with blood.

Suddenly, in mid-air, it was as if a blood-colored sun had exploded, and its blood-colored light enveloped everything around it, enveloping the surrounding world in the blood-colored realm.

The terrifying killing power began to erupt and flicker.

Adil stood in mid-air, and at this moment, the aura on his body began to change a little.

At this moment, at the threshold of the head-on battle with Duolong in front of him, the power in his body completely exploded, and at this moment, there was finally no concealment in the slightest.

Of course, in fact, it can no longer be disguised.

At this moment, Dolong in front of him had indeed become a puppet of the God of Killing, and there was not an inch of his body from the true spirit to the flesh and blood that was not occupied by the God of Killing, almost equivalent to an incarnation of the God of Killing.

But in the same way, after becoming a puppet of the God of Killing and completely becoming the incarnation of the God of Killing, Doron's power has also completely risen, directly entering an extremely terrifying level.

With his strength at this moment, if Adil doesn't show his full strength again, I'm afraid he won't be the opponent of the other party at all.

So at this moment, he finally stopped holding his hand.