As soon as the words fell, Dillon's body immediately burst into silver flames, and he stood there like a god of war, the fire of the war spirit burning.

Dillon had seen Shura's strength, and naturally knew that Lu Dao was not at all inferior to Helo with his current strength, and he could only improve his strength in a short period of time at the cost of burning his own life, and have the last battle with Helo.

Helo was floating in a small sea of blood, and he looked at Dillon in a daze, as if he had not enlightened his mind, and did not know what the other party was doing.

At this moment, Helo is in a strange state, his consciousness is confused and his intelligence is low, and all that is left is instinctive fighting**, and now he is no different from a killing machine.

"Shura, let's fight to the death!" Dillon shouted, roaring so that the mountains and rivers shook, and the silver flames on his body instantly grew into monstrous divine flames, and every step he took took out the mystery of killing the gods in ten steps, like a dragon rushing forward, and the imprints of the gods around him were beating, and the power of the rich law swept like a vast sea.

"Roar!"

At this moment, Helo also moved, he stepped on the sea of blood, and also stepped out of the mystery of killing the gods in ten steps, and a round of cyan discs rotated on his left hand, and there were less than forty-nine chaotic airflows raging on the disc, and there was a circle of gods on the periphery engraved on it, and the power of the vast law was penetrated, and the space roared.

Helo's right hand was haunted by the lightning of Senhan, and the electricity spread in all directions, turning into a chain of gods engraved with the seal of the gods, and the majestic power was mighty in all directions.

The two shadows collided in an instant, and the sea of blood instantly submerged the two, and Dillon was surrounded by fire, like a brute dragon going out to sea, turning the giant sword in his hand, rampage to sweep away all obstacles.

"Ahh

Dillon's eyes skyrocketed, and he roared into a sea of blood, almost decomposing.

With the fall of Dillon's roar, the god symbols beating around the body suddenly vibrate, and dozens of god symbols formed a god pattern, blooming with immeasurable divine light.

Sensing the threat, Herlo was driven by his battle instinct to move his hands in unison, and the cyan disc and the thunder blade came out together, grinding large swaths of the veins, and even obliterating a small part of the Divine Rule.

"Reverse Dragon Ascend to the Sky!"

Dillon let out a loud shout, and the law veins suddenly turned into a silver dragon, carrying Helo and the vast sea of blood into the sky.

And Dillon himself stepped into the void and ascended to the sky following the dragon's trail.

Dillon stepped out of the mystery of killing the gods in ten steps, and took a hundred meters in one step, the silver fire on his body was flourishing, and when he stepped to the fifth step, the entire sky centered on him was a silver divine flame, and when he stepped to the ninth step, the endless divine flame turned into a silver dragon and rushed towards the air.

And Helo's side was still out of the dragon's restraints, he roared in the sea of blood, towards the weak point of the law vein, even if there was a burst of indiscriminate bombardment, there was no move at all.

At this moment, he has no thoughts at all, let alone a sense of battle, and everything he does is completely instinctive.

"Roar!"

Helo raised his head to the sky and roared, and the thunder blade instantly pierced the dragon, and then the vast sea of blood burst the dragon, and the blood flooded the world.

At this moment, Dillon took the tenth step, he turned into a dragon, and stepped in front of Helo in one step, the giant sword in his hand bloomed with a brilliant brilliance, and then extended in an instant, striking Helo's vital point, wanting to penetrate it.

"Roar!"

At this moment, Helo's eyes were bright, and he didn't retreat, and he attacked Canglong with a monstrous sea of blood, and the cyan disc in his palm burst out with a brilliant brilliance against the brilliance extended by the broadsword.

The cyan disc slowly rotated, and the great power of the laws of heaven and earth came out, and the divine symbols seemed to be revived, and they roared out with a magnificent divine sound, grinding the brilliance that Dillon had stabbed out in an instant.

"It's not over yet!"

Dillon roared, and a dragon roar was heard, his silver hair standing upside down, wielding a giant sword to strike a sword shadow in the sky, each sword shadow containing the devastating power of the silver moon.

Harrow wanted to take ten steps to kill the gods, but when he took the fourth step, he was interrupted by Dillon, and at this moment, Dillon had a decisive battle with Hlo at the cost of burning his life, and it was impossible to give the other party a chance to recharge.

"Shura, is that all you have to do?"

Dillon rode the dragon to leap in the sea of blood, and all the sword shadows in the sky attacked Helo, and the holy power surging and the sea of blood churned.

This is completely a life-fighting style, Dillon wants to defeat Helo in the shortest possible time regardless of the consumption of holy power, he can't wait, because he can't afford to wait.

Under this fierce offensive, even if Helo grasped the cyan disc, he was defeated and retreated, and there was no chance to make a move.

The silver moon is a vein exclusive to the battle, every silver moon descendant since childhood to establish an invincible belief, cast the heart of the strong, only in this way can you have a brave spirit before the battle, the silver moon can only go forward and not backward, the fighting spirit is strong, in order to develop the silver moon vein's various fighting skills to the extreme.

Two hundred years ago, Shura's method of killing the Quartet shook his strong heart, making him almost depressed, and now, at the cost of burning his life, he put life and death aside.

"The Silver Moon Pulse is never weaker than others, no matter what your origins are, I will kill you today. ”

A flash of light appeared in Dillon's eyes, and at this moment, he swept across the four directions like a god of war, and the god symbols around him beat more and more violently, and the sound of the law of the silver moon pulse sounded on its own.

"Shura, suffer death!"

Dillon said slowly, the words fell, and the beating god symbol suddenly exploded, and then turned into an incomparably majestic power and rushed into Dillon's body.

The next moment, a vast force of law came out of Dillon's body, the divine power was mighty, the divine power was like the sea, at this moment, Dilon broke through that barrier, stepped through the level with one foot, surpassed the holy level, and became a god-like existence.

"Shura, you will definitely be defeated!" Di Long said, on the top of his forehead, there is a divine rule of veins flowing and glorious, he has surpassed the holy level, has been recognized by the laws of heaven and earth, and squeezed into the realm of the divine rule, this is a qualitative leap, reaching this realm, you can freely use the power of the law, looking down on all the holy steps.

Dillon held his sword and pointed obliquely at Helo, and behind him, a round of Haoyue slowly rose, this is a vision that can only be performed by the Silver Moon Pulse when it is promoted to the god level, and it is in line with the origin of the Silver Moon Descendant, the power is huge, the assassin, his every move is filled with the power of the law, and the raging holy fire around him instantly evaporates the sea of blood.

"False gods? Hey, ridiculous. Helo grinned and said with a smile.

The moment the sea of blood disappeared, a gleam appeared in Helo's eyes, and he stretched out his right hand to point directly at Dillon, and then hooked his finger at the latter.

This is a manifestation of contempt, for the greatly increased strength of Dillon, Harrow put on a disdainful expression, and did not take the other party in his eyes at all, as if he was just facing an ant, which is a great insult to Dillon.

"I seem to have memories of this world in my head. Helo stood silently in the void, posing as if he was thinking.

"Hmm...... Looks like there's been a big fight here. Helo touched his chin, as if telling a trivial matter, and his long blood-colored hair fluttered in the air, looking particularly eerie.

Dillon, on the other hand, stood motionless, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he had foreseen something extremely dangerous.

"Speaking of which, I've felt your breath somewhere. Herlo looked at Dillon, his blood-colored eyes full of amusement, "You've been a deserter." ”

As soon as these words came out, Dillon's pupils suddenly contracted, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, and scenes from the past came to mind, sending chills down his spine.

"You...... You're not that boy, you're the Shura you used to be, and you've returned!"

Dillon pointed at Helo and said tremblingly, remembering the words left behind by Shura two hundred years ago before they dissipated.