"Kaido, you ......"

Feeling the constant pain on his body, looking at the golden long sword that penetrated out of his chest, the old man's face at this moment was very exciting, full of disbelief.

"Kaido? No, I'm not ......"

Beside him, the priest in the golden robe looked up, revealing a somewhat pale, handsome and infectious face: "I would like you to call me Doron ...... more than Kaido"

He looked at the old man in front of him and said lightly.

"You're not Kaido......"

The old man's face turned pale, and he struggled to take two steps back, looked at the young man in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"

"As you can see......"

A smile appeared on Doron's face, and the aura on his body was changing at this moment.

The golden robe on his body was directly torn apart in an instant, and the divine power of the Source Sun King on his body was also disappearing.

The superficial camouflage is disappearing, and finally the pure essence is gradually revealed.

A blood-colored divine power appeared on his body, and at this moment, all the surroundings of his body were rendered into a bloody field, looking like a bloody field.

In the distance, feeling the bloody realm, Adil frowned, feeling a familiar power coming from it.

At this moment, in Adiel's body, a divine power is spontaneously emerging, and at this moment it is rapidly surging up and down the whole body, and at this moment, it seems to feel the power of the young man in the distance, and it begins to boil spontaneously.

And this power is nothing else, it is the killing power that Adil has on his body.

The power of killing, this is the first divine power that Adil has obtained since he came to this world.

The source of this divine power is none other than the sacrifice of a god of killing.

The original Killing Priest fused a drop of the killing blood of the God of Suicide into Adiel's body, transforming it into a Son of Killing while filling his body with the power of killing.

It can be said that if it weren't for the original killing sacrifice, Adil would not have been able to walk on the path he is on at this moment, and most likely would have chosen another path to walk.

In front of him, the power that emerged from the young man's body was none other than the same power as the killing power in Adil's body.

Sons of Killing.

The young man in front of him was a son of slaughter who had inherited the blood of killing, and he was the one who called the god of killing.

"This evil force...... Children of Slaughter ......"

In the distance, looking at the young man in front of him, the old man's face was full of horror: "What about Kaido, what happened to him?"

"What do you say?"

The young man shrugged his shoulders, and at this moment looked at the old man's face with some playfulness: "Falling into the hands of a son of slaughter, what do you think will happen to him?"

"You killed him......"

The old man's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling.

"I finally got it right. ”

The young man shrugged his shoulders and looked at the old man in front of him, with a smile on his face: "But don't worry, you will soon go down together to accompany his ......"

"Dreaming!"

The old man's face was pale, his right arm was raised high, and the golden demigod weapon in his hand bloomed with brilliance, like a golden sun, and at this moment burst out with terrifying power.

This is an extremely terrifying power, in the same place, although it has suffered heavy losses, but the power of the old man is also not to be underestimated, at this moment, the power has also reached the level of the mythical realm, which is absolutely crushing for any legend.

However, Doron only had a faint smile on his face, and he didn't seem to care about it.

Looking at Duolong's face, the old man felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he didn't understand what the problem was.

The next moment, his face changed drastically.

"My power!"

His face was horrified, and the strength of his body was completely lost at this moment.

The divine power that originally belonged to the Sun King disappeared from his body, and at this moment he looked like an ordinary old man, without the slightest peculiarity.

And in his hand, after losing the divine power of the Sun King, the demigod weapon in his hand also lost its reaction, and the light above it became dim at this moment.

In fact, after the previous battle with Adiel, the power of that golden demigod had already been consumed to a limit.

The reason why he was able to show his brilliance before was because the old man was maintaining the operation of the demigod with his own divine power, so that it would not completely fall into silence.

And at this moment, after losing the supply of divine power in the old man's body, the power of the golden demi-artifact suddenly fell silent.

"Do you feel it......"

Looking at the old man in front of him, Doron had a smile on his face, looking like a gentleman, with a strong contagion.

"Some of the gadgets left behind by the God of Deception were originally just prepared to steal the reincarnation of the God of Darkness......"

"But now that you're all so weak, why don't you just cheapen me......"

A smile appeared on his face, and his smile grew bloody.

And around him, as his words fell, the bloody field around him was gradually unfolding, spreading out to the surroundings.

"Be careful!"

Looking at the spreading bloody realm, the old man subconsciously shouted, wanting to let the sacrifices of the Sun King behind him leave quickly.

By this time, however, it was too late.

The sacrifices of those Sun Kings were also manipulated, and at this moment, like the old man, the divine power in his body was temporarily cut off, and he was powerless to resist at all.

Then a horrific scene began to take place.

Under the influence of the killing divine power, the sun sacrificers in front of them were covered by that killing field, and their bodies began to undergo abnormal changes.

The flesh and blood on their bodies began to gradually disappear, and all the flesh and blood of their bodies were completely plundered, from their origin to their bodies, leaving only a white skeleton that fell to the ground.

In just an instant, their bodies turned into white bones one by one, and they fell to the ground weakly.

Looking at everything that was happening in front of him, Adiel's face was calm, and he made a move at this moment.

A silver sword pierced through the air, slashing through the bloody realm in an instant, and slashing towards Doron's body in an instant.

The power of terror is roaring, and the mythical realm that belongs to Adil alone is spreading, competing with the bloody realm for the territory in front of them.

However, in an instant, the bloody realm continued to spread.

In front of Adier's eyes, the aura on Dolong's body was constantly rising, and in an instant, it was promoted from the original legendary peak to the mythical realm, and even continued to climb upward, approaching the level of Adil at this moment.

This rate of improvement can almost be said to be unreasonable.

But the Son of Slaughter is just that.

The Children of Killing are born from the origin of the God of Killing, and they have the rules of killing inside, and as long as they continue to kill, their own strength will continue to increase.

Its essence is to plunder the power and essence of other beings, and to improve itself through the feedback of killing blood.

The more people the children of slaughter kill, and the stronger the strong they kill, the stronger their own power will become.

And in front of him, how many people did Doron kill?

There may not be a lot of them, but each one of them is extremely powerful.

The sacrifices of the Sun King in front of him, no matter which one is taken out alone, are comparable to legendary existences, and among them, there is a legendary peak who has part of the divine blood of the Sun King.

So many sacrifices of the King of the Sun who were transcendent in nature were slaughtered in one breath, and with the ability to kill the Son of Slaughter, the power that can be increased can be imagined.

At this moment, under the power of the Killing Blood, the aura on Duolong's body was rapidly rising, and in just a moment, he was promoted from the original legendary peak to the mythical realm, and even the aura on his body was still rising.

Even if Adil was in front of him, it was difficult to directly suppress it in one breath, so he could only barely break through the suppression of the bloody realm and barely rescue the two priests.

"Speaking of which...... I also want to thank you......"

Seeing that the two fish that slipped through the net were rescued by Adier, Duolong didn't care, but felt his surging power at the moment, and said with some intoxication: "If it weren't for you, I would only be able to kill a few dim sacrifices at most this time, and it would be almost impossible to steal the reincarnation of the dim god from the hands of these Sun King sacrifices." ”

"It's better now......"

"Although the reincarnation of the god of darkness was not stolen, it was a good harvest to be able to kill the sacrifices of these sun kings......"

"Thanks to you, I can get to this point at this moment, and I have the power I have now......"

He opened his arms and laughed under his breath, looking a little crazy.

"You've lost your mind......"

Adier's face was calm, and he looked at Dolong in front of him and said lightly: "The divine power of the God of Killing will affect your sanity and make your whole person crazy......

"If you continue like this, I'm afraid you're not far from madness. ”

He spoke lightly about him.

In a way, this is a statement of fact.

The sacrifice of the god of slaughter spreading the blood of killing all over the world is definitely not ill-intentioned.

The Son of Slaughter, transformed from the blood of slaughter, is itself in some way an incarnation of the God of Killing.

The Children of Slaughter slaughter all over the world, and the more ferocious they kill, the more they are affected by the power of killing, and in the end, even their own true spirits will gradually be distorted and become another form.

Once you get to that point, if you're not crazy, you're not much worse.

Doron in front of him seems to have this trend at the moment.

"So what?"

Doron didn't seem to care about Adier's statement, and said with some disdain: "I'm me, even if I'm crazy, so what?"

"You think I'm crazy, but how do you know I'm not enjoying myself?"

He spread his arms, feeling his strength at the moment, and a faint look of intoxication appeared on his face.