Infinite Heroes Seat

"who are you?"

Mo Wen smiled as he listened to Divine Split's words. (Pingnan Literature Net)

"Your man, just remember this!"

"Then leave everything to me!"

Under the moonlight, Mo Wen's smile was calm and deep, and it was particularly charming against the endless night and ocean.

The icy sea breeze blew, and her face flushed slightly. She was a little distracted just now. Looking at Mo Wen's handsome face, her heart jumped, and she unconsciously recalled the scenes of the ripples last night.

"Asshole, you must have deceived many girls with this hand!"

He murmured secretly, but Shen Chai heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. No matter how Mo Wen got the spiritual outfit, at least now he is not an enemy. As for the rest, leave it to the Supreme Bishop and the others to get a headache. Okay, if I put it bluntly, I'm just a thug, how can I manage so many things.

After solving the divine split problem, Mo Wen turned his head to look at the power of the divine in the sky.

"Now it's your turn, my lord angel, for the sake of this world, can you please die now!"

"Go on, Tyrael, Mephisto!"

The archangel unfolded its light-quality wings and flew to the sky with a sharp sword. The sword of the burning holy flame smashed the ice wings that had been split by the power of the gods, and then rushed away without stopping.

On the other side, Mephisto, the demon **** who hates the devil, is not to be outdone. His long bone claws stretched into the sky. The next moment a thick lightning flashed across the sky, and then with a cold roar, several green **** of light came from it again. Shot out of his hands.

Shaking the ice wings, the power of the gods still did not let down the wind in the face of the two inhuman existences. Dozens of sharp ice crystals formed the strongest battle formation. The wings slashed towards Tyrael, like a huge war sword. Tyrael, who was also an archangel, was hit from the left to cover the right, occasionally in a roll, with the entire wings together, like a shield to stop Mephisto's lightning and poisonous ball.

In a flash. The sky above the sea was filled with huge noise and dazzling light. Ice wings, fierce swords, lightning, and poisonous, the entire sky is reduced to a battlefield for angels and demons.

"The blasphemy must be punished! Pure whiteness is the wings. Sweep away the world's filth..."

Accompanied by the power of the gods and the leisurely voice of the archangel, the praises of heaven echoed in the air, and the next moment, the dozens of them suddenly increased a bit. Then on the sea, like a huge tsunami, a wall of water tens of meters high rose up, and under the control of the power of the gods, it whizzed towards the shore.

Being besieged by Tyrael and Mephisto, plus the unseen and divine eyes on the shore, even the power of God did not dare to careless. Ice Wing intercepted Tyrael's stab, and it sang a hymn, using the angel's power to attack the shore.

Caught off guard. Mephisto, who was floating on the shore and attacking in the air, didn't even resist a single bit, and was crushed by a blow, and his entire body was drawn into the water.

In the face of the huge tsunami that even affected himself, Divine Cleft gritted his teeth slightly, his body slumped, and the power of his whole body was gathered together.

"Only flash!"

The stabbing knife was mixed with invisible shock waves, and shot away like an invisible sword.

It was like a piece of paper struck by scissors, the oncoming waves were split into two, slapped to both sides, and the parasols and seats on the shore were smashed into pieces, and then rolled back into the sea.

After the waves passed, the seashore was a mess, except for Shenchuan standing alone, no other figure was seen.

"what!"

With a shout, Tyrael snatched up while taking advantage of the power of God to sing the sacred song. The sword in his hand was burning with the sacred fire and smashed against the power of God.

Accompanied by the sound of breaking glass, the ice wing that the power of God placed in front of him as a shield was chopped into pieces, and Tyrael's sword was slashed towards the body of the power of God.

The body retreated, and a blood stain splashed on his chest. The power of God avoided the crisis of being divided into two at the very moment of his death, and the wound on its body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye in the next moment. I believe it will not be used. In a minute, this wound will disappear.

But the body’s rapid retreat of the power of God’s action was stiff, a dazzling lightning burst suddenly behind it, and then a few more green **** of light, the poisonous gas, the power of God’s body was stained. Become green.

Mephisto, who crawled out of the bottom of the sea, was floating on the surface with a grinning smile. The double horns on the top of his head had been discounted. Even his body was tattered, but he looked at the attacked god. Li, there is an indescribable smile in its eyes.

"Unforgivable, dare to hurt the body that the Lord has given--"

The power of the **** whose complexion became extremely pale was still the gentle, unwavering voice, but it contained incomparable anger.

The ear-piercing screams blasted in the air, and the shock wave formed by magic power spread in the air, and the power of the gods burst out a tyrannical force, and the huge ice wings slashed open with relentless power.

Tyrael swung the holy sword, but even the flame on the sword was frozen, and even the man carrying the sword was blown out by an ice wing.

Then the remaining dozens of ice wings smashed towards the ground and sea like meteors.

Mephisto was pierced through his chest by a huge ice blade, and then the whole person was picked up.

Shenchuan was a little embarrassed to dodge the galloping iceberg, not daring to stop for a moment, beside her, the earth was overwhelmed and wailed.

Rampantly showing his power, the power of God stands in the sky just like in myths and legends, repeating the scene of extinction.

And with its movements, the magic circle floating on top of its head became more and more dazzling, the power contained in it rose sharply, and the entire seashore was filled with that earth-shattering magic power.

However, for some reason, the power of the gods, who showed their power, felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if he had missed something.

Sweeping his eyes across the beach, the power of God suddenly discovered something in horror.

That man is gone!

The man who holds a weapon that makes him hate weapons, and has terrible power in his right hand!

"I found out now, it's too late!"

A shadow appeared on the power of God's head, and his left hand held Grace Wald's redemption tightly. He could not hear that it fell from the sky. Behind him, several huge birds in the sky hovered in the air.

Beast Aura

Grade: a-

Category: Treasures of the Army

Pre-judge all the beasts in the halo. Those who are weaker than themselves will unconditionally obey orders, and those who are stronger than themselves will be suppressed. The degree of suppression depends on the difference in strength between the two sides.

The power of the **** raised his head, and in front of it was the icy rod of Grace Wald's redemption.

With the sound of skull cracking, dozens of ice wings' links were torn apart, and the power of the gods shot from the sky into the shore like a cannonball, smashing a huge deep hole.

"Profanity, blasphemy...unforgivable!"

Shaking up from the pit, the power of God staggered towards the outside of the pit.

But a figure stopped in front of it, shaking the scepter with his left hand, Mo Wen looked at the tattered power of God with a smile on his face.

"The power of God, are you willing to be my subordinate and become my power?"

He took out a gleaming red stone in his hand, and Mo Wen asked the girl in a red nun's gown in front of him.

Since Grace Wald's redemption killed angels, the damage to the power of the gods was so great that it was not easy to recover.

I didn't even hear what Mo Wen was talking about, the power of God trembling and pointed his finger at Mo Wen.

"The blasphemer, the blasphemer, the blasphemy—"

"Long-winded!"

Frowning, seeing the power of God's crazy look, Mo Wen casually swept the head of God's power with the scepter in his hand.

Blood spewed out, lying on the side weakly by the power of the **** in the middle of his head.

Because of the difference in the world ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ In the dark, angels will be reborn in heaven if they die and souls, so Mo Wen can trap Tyrael in it with the resurrection stone, and then slowly transform into his own power, but In this world, angels are dead completely when they die, and their souls and personalities will disappear, otherwise the power of God would have committed suicide and return, and Mo Wen would not just use the scepter to attack the power of God.

"Indecent, obscene..."

Only the chest was still rising and falling slightly, the power of the gods was like a gossamer, but the godless eyes still stared at Mo Wen fiercely.

"Cut! Vitality is really like Xiaoqiang!"

"Give me to die!"

Extending his right hand, Mo Wen squatted down and pressed **** the opponent's face.

ps:

Thank you, Taxue Wuhen, the monthly ticket of Shadow Leaf and the old nine can’t go, the crystal pendant, it’s not ready yet, and your reward for your morals.

ps: The status has not been restored yet, so there is only one update tonight, forgive me.