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Deep in the dark sea of ​​trees.

The crimson divine power soared into the sky and landed on Sayanu. The majestic divine power made the blood-killing god roar, spreading towards the surroundings like a wave of burning flames.

In an instant, the three evil beast kings turned into ashes.

At the same time, the crimson divine power rushed straight into the sky like a sharp sword. On the dark sky, eyeballs made sharp screams, and then black mist-like liquid flowed out, slowly closing.

"Is this... your trump card?"

The God of Disaster retreated to the rear, waving his tentacles to release the power of black fog to counteract the erosion of the crimson divine power. Fanmo laughed strangely and said, ": Use the life of the bloodborne to transform into divine power to replenish yourself. Is this your Sayanu's method?"

The huge body of the God of Disaster, and a playful luster appeared in his eyes, mocking, "It's so ridiculous. The War Ghost Clan regards you as the God of Father, but you regard them as blood food. What's the difference between such a method and an evil god like me?"

In place, Sayanu didn't say a word, digesting the divine power that poured into his body.

At the cost of fifty-six as the life of the tyrant, the divine power obtained by the Blood Sacrifice instantly restored the state of the Blood Killing God to its peak. Although the divine power was consumed by the rules of the Dark Tree Sea during the process of this divine power pouring into its body, it was almost half of the divine power lost, but it was enough.

As the God of Disaster said, this is the trump card of the God of Blood Killing.

Sayanu took blood killing as his authority, and his greatest means was to use and manipulate blood and life, and operate the world of war ghosts for thousands of years. The footsteps of the war ghosts traveled all over the world, except for the dark sea of ​​trees.

Every war ghost tribe can become Sayanu's blood food.

By devouring the lives of the War Ghost Clan, this power can be transformed into divine power. Sayanu has almost endless divine power. Although he is in the dark tree sea at this moment, ordinary War Ghost Clan cannot sacrifice blood, but those tyrants are not listed.

"It's useless to say more, Fanmo!"

In place, Sayanu slowly opened his eyes, and his blood-red wings regained their luster under the infusion of the crimson divine power. The blood-killing god glanced at the few remaining kings of evil beasts and said coldly.

"The battle between you and me has just begun!"

"That's right, Sayanu!"

The God of Disaster let out a wild laugh and roared, ": Originally, those kings of evil beasts were just to consume your divine power. I am not so stupid that I really thought that using them could kill you."

"Next, it's our turn!"

The real god battle is about to break out, and the previous tentative confrontation can be declared over. The God of Blood Killing used his trump card to sacrifice the tyrants of all third-level life bodies of the War Ghost Clan, and there are not many evil beast kings left under the command of the God of Disaster.

"I'll have fun with you!"

The God of Disaster smiled and said, ": After today's incident is over, no matter what the result is, your war ghost tribe will suffer a catastrophe and lose the protection of the tyrants. I see how those tribes can resist the attacks of the evil kings."

There are not many evil beast kings left, and the tyrants sacrifice all their blood.
Chapter completed!