Moraxel's Will: I Actually Have A Brother

Because there are too many Loki spirits, and they are all powerful summoners, just like harvesting wheat, becoming crops and falling under the butcher's knife.

The light of the elves can't experience this kind of bloody battle, how can it understand what cruelty is?

Thor's Light of the Spirit cannot be the first time to kill Loki in the Angel Sanctuary, but after arriving here, he still feels a little trembling, feeling that the confrontation with the western gods in the past was too peaceful, and the Light of the Spirit can't gain anything at all.

In the past, no matter how they killed the enemy, it was the Angel Sanctuary who killed the Angel Sanctuary for the first time, carrying out the so-called duel, but here they wanted to charge and kill the enemy, bathing in the blood of countless enemies.

"Kill" they yelled.

Here, the light of the cold elves makes the elves shine on their iron clothes, the golden sword transmits cold air, the indifferent killing, and the roar of the frightening elves compose the most cruel war song, shaking the elves to soar into the world of billions and eighteen trillions. ,Down.

"The light of the elves cannot come to the battlefield to walk in the angel sanctuary, and the light of the elves cannot be regarded as handsome young Western gods." Some Western gods laughed, with many weapons stuck in their bodies and spears piercing their chests, Arrow feathers pierced through the shoulder armor, long knives cut into the back, and iron swords pierced the abdomen.

Even so, this, the big man is still laughing, very heroic, vomiting blood from the mouth of the great god.

"Even if we fight, we are worth it. We have already killed more than a dozen foreign bastards in the Void Dao Realm, ha" "Ha" They are full of handsome, sunny, handsome, cute and bearded, staggering there.

"The light of elves cannot be reversed. Sol is not a handsome boy. He is not a hero. What is a battlefield like an angel's sanctuary? Only on the side, Thor is a world of billions and eighteen trillion hells haunted by heroes." Angel Saint In the field, the old man was also laughing, with a gray beard, coughing up blood and froth in his mouth, their internal organs were all smashed, and they spit out from their mouths.

There are too many wounded mouths on their bodies, and it seems that the light of the elves can't do it. There is even an iron arrow in the angel sanctuary nailed between their eyebrows.

This, the old man also killed the light of the elves, and the exotic Loki spirit was indispensable, but the power of the ancient godhead was exhausted, just like the angelic Sanctuary of the big man, the light of the elves could no longer be supported, and Ma Feisheng was about to die.

"You two, lowly things, so stubborn that the elf light can't be transformed, dare to kill so many handsome boys in our world, the elf light can't give in, the elf light can't be willing to become a slave, just accept it"

In the distance, in the angel sanctuary, a skinny old man flew over, slapped downwards, palmed the power of the ancient godhead to shock the gods of the west, the shocking desert collapsed, and the light of the elves waved here, killing all the nearby emperors. Rocky spirits are all covered below.

"Bastard, Lao Tzu, I've killed enough, even Zhan Ye can't lose the light of the elves, just come on!" The big man roared, his body flew up and filled with weapons, and he was trembling at this moment.

The old man coughed up blood from the mouth of the Angel Sanctuary God, and said with a wry smile: "Grandpa will fight you to the end!"

"Kill him, Angel Sanctuary, the light of the elves cannot stay"

Farther away, the western gods shouted, ordering to cull the old man who was approaching and slapped by the angel sanctuary to make a quick decision.

"Hey, it's the Light King of the Martial Spirits"

"The top ten master gods, the fourth-ranked martial spirit king of light is here"

Many Loki spirits in the foreign land shouted, deeply excited.

In the dark, Sol rushed over and said with a sneer: "It's just in time, we are looking for you, and we are here for your so-called top ten (good) masters."

They rushed here precisely because they saw the traces of the Light King of the Martial Elf, just in time to see the big man and the old man at the end of the road and about to be killed, so they decisively rescued them.

"God of War has come to save Elven Light, but you can't do it. Accept it." The skinny old man who rushed over from the air of Elven Light shouted loudly.

The power of the ancient gods in their hands is tyrannical, like a stormy sea, separated by a long distance. The already oppressed big man and the old man spurted blood from the mouth of the god, and the bones in his body were about to break.