Belief In The Kingdom of God

"The Son of Slaughter is called the Son of Slaughter, because every time the Son of Slaughter appears on the main plane, he will cause endless killing. This kind of killing will spread throughout the main plane, and the more they kill , The more ruthless, the stronger the power of the Slaughter Son will be."

"So, whenever there is a real son of murder on the mainland, no matter who it is, they will encircle and suppress them at any cost."

The black-robed old man looked at Ganlf and explained to him patiently: "But this goddess is obviously not like this. The divine power in the other party, I only live in the forest of spirits, those natural goddesses I've seen it before, but it's far worse than the goddess in front of me."

"Don't look at the other person who looks like a teenager, but in fact, based on the lifespan and growth period of the natural goddess, the opponent may have passed one or two thousand years from birth to adulthood, which is much longer than your age. NS."

Having said this, the face of the old man in black robe could not be restrained showing some desire and enthusiasm. This was the longing for a long life and the longing for the goddess.

"Unfortunately, the blood of the goddess in your body has not been awakened, otherwise, I will not use it here to find the blood of the gods."

Hearing this, Ganlf showed a bitter smile on his face, and his broad shoulders stunned slightly, giving people a sense of powerlessness: "Don't say that, old man, I also hope that the blood of the goddess in my body will be awakened, at least this way. One generation can still enjoy the glory of their ancestors and become a great hero. But you look at me like this, even now, except that my body is much better than ordinary people, it doesn’t look like the blood of the goddess is about to be awakened at all. That's how it is for the rest of my life."

"Don't say that, if you get the blood of the gods, using the teacher's secret method, you should still be able to try to introduce the blood of the gods into your body to stimulate the blood of the gods in your body." The elven **** the side interrupted, her eyes now. Quietly staring at Artis in front.

In the front, feeling the movements of the people around him, Artis did not react.

He has been waiting until the goddess who came to look for the blood of the gods have almost arrived before he starts to move.

Turning to the side, his golden eyes penetrated everything, and Attis looked into the distance, as if he saw countless scenery in the distance in an instant.

And his first goal was to hide in the mountains. At this time, the bald man Ganlf was talking with the elf girl.

"Damn, how do I feel... the other person is looking at me?" At the moment when Attis was staring at me, Ganlf shuddered fiercely, and the instinct in the blood seemed to foreshadow a kind of Horror, and a deeply hidden throbbing, made his body tremble.

And hearing his words, beside him, the old man in black robe and the elven girl were shocked at the same time, and they looked at each other, and both looked terrified in each other's eyes.

"Impossible... We have already set up a witch formation around us. Even the legendary Son of Nature, it is impossible to see through this cover easily."

The elf girl only felt that her hair was tied up, and she was a little frightened.

"No, the other party really found us!" The black-robed old man gritted his teeth and felt the other person's gaze looking towards here. He only felt that his whole body was about to explode, and he couldn't bear the majesty.

This kind of terrifying majesty, the stronger the strength, the more profound the feeling. Like the black robe old man, if it weren't for Artis's intent to kill, just this line of sight would make him feel the collapse of his mind for a while, and he would directly become a living dead.

A huge palm appeared in front of it, condensed by the pure golden power, and it hit the black robe old man and grabbed it hard.

boom! ! !

A piece of land roared, and the land tens of miles around was trembling, emitting strong vibrations.

On top of Ganlf's head, the violent divine power directly engulfed him and seized him in an instant.

"Ganlf!!" The elf girl exclaimed, and the long sword in her hand slashed forward without hesitation, as if she wanted to cut off the chains that entangled Ganlf.

The sharp sword aura swept across the air with sword shadows and tearing sounds, as if to tear the space apart, with a very strong sound, it was about to slash on the chains.

If this time is cut down, let alone a chain, even a tenacious beast with vitality can only be cut in half, and there is no room for it.

But all this was cut on the golden chain, but there was not even a slight ripple. It was in vain to be offset by the large amount of natural power contained in it, and it failed to exert that sharp characteristic.

"Damn it!!" The elf girl watched Ganlf being entangled with gold chains, and then disappeared from the place, instantly appearing beside Artis in the distance.

"This kind of strength." She and the old man in black robe looked at each other, and once again saw the shock in the other's eyes.

In fact, the action here is much more than that.

In the surroundings, there were waves of fluctuations, accompanied by screams or shouts, as well as strong elements and vindictive fluctuations, which seemed to conflict.

Like carrying luggage, Artis swept all the surrounding goddesses in one swoop, and regardless of the other party's wishes, he grabbed them all and put them in front of him.

"What does he want to do?" Around, a large number of strong men watched Attis's actions, with doubts and anger. Looking at Attis' movements, he was a little bit confused about the other party's sudden actions.

However, no matter how puzzled and angry these people are, at this time, they are all wise and do not move much.

Because just now, they have thoroughly seen the strength of Attis, at least the terrifying sixth level, or even stronger.

A child of nature with at least level six is ​​guarding here. This situation can not help but make the surrounding powerhouses pale, more uncomfortable than eating a fly.

Under normal circumstances, there is absolutely no possibility that there will be a sixth-level strong in this legacy of divine blood. Not to mention the sixth level, even the fifth level is considered rare. Now it was a son of nature who was at least level six standing up naked to compete with them, and couldn't help but make them scold his mother.

Such small remnants often only have at most a little bit of blood condensed from the heroic kings of the past. In terms of attractiveness, they are far less attractive than those remnants formed by a large amount of blood, flesh and blood, weapons, etc. Generally speaking, there is no The strong who are too over-spec appear.

And this time the appearance of Artis undoubtedly surpassed this specification, making the face of the strongest fourth-level strong in this place pale, and he did not dare to resist.

At this time, Artis also started his actions.