Lord of the Low Version System

The archangels finally understand why a small person deserves the attention of the light **** and gives the oracle.

This is indeed a small person, but this small person has elements that make the quality of heaven change.

Get him and analyze the secrets in him, the angel will evolve in essence, and the heritage of heaven will be more powerful.

In terms of Heaven's current volume, 1%, no, even 0..01% of the evolution is a leap forward, not to mention the essential evolution.

It is likely that a new species will be born, and a new level or even a new race will appear above the current two-winged angel, four-winged angel, six-winged angel, and archangel.

No archangel is so stupid as to stifle the new power. The only thing they can do is to actively behave and strive to integrate into the new rank sequence.

The Seraphim's body is indeed noble and powerful, but it is not impossible to abandon it.

For example, the creature in the world below.

Everything is for a higher level of evolution and a more perfect essence of life.

"Heal the angel, protect his life, and don't let him die unexpectedly."

A Seraphim focused on the head.

If the **** of death is the existence of fear of all things, then she is the existence of fear of countless deaths.

No life can wither in front of her.

"Anonymous, you cast the spell yourself, blessing the heirs to the heirs; empty angels, send the heirs to the lower realm to hunt."

Upon hearing this, the archangels immediately selected one of the best and best heirs from behind them.

The other heirs have no chance of hunting.

The selected heirs are all excited, regardless of success or failure, at least they are eligible to participate in the game.

This hunting is the oracle issued by the **** of light. Even if he didn't get his prey in the end, he could show his face in front of the **** of light.

What if Bright God thinks he looks handsome?

Uh!

Nearly one hundred figures appeared in the world of Sheephead at the same time.

Their bodies froze for a moment, and apparently the will of the world was checking.

The magic of hiding angels takes effect. The world ’s will fails to find any anomalies. The invisible coercion is like tide, and it comes and goes fiercely quickly.

Like an insect in amber, it froze for a moment to regain its vitality, stretched its body stiffly, and then became more and more flexible and vigorous.

There was no greeting, no discussion. Nearly a hundred divinities swooped down at the same time, and even dived while showing their magical powers.

Their goal is clear-to compete.

Capture the creature alive and dedicate it to the **** of light.

In order to achieve this goal, all means are used at all costs.

The moment they were selected, they understood what they were doing and what they were about to face.

The wind of death always accompanies me.

But if it succeeds, it is the blessing of the **** of light.

boom!

The descendants of Speed ​​Angel rushed the fastest, like a dawn that cut through the sky, and instantly penetrated the three angels.

They were low-level angels who had previously besieged Perfect One.

"This ... how can ..."

The reinforcements came, but they killed themselves first.

The other archangels' gods are similar, and they don't even consider the low-level angels when flying or casting divine magic.

The only feeling is-hinder.

Rampage, death when wiped, and death when touched.

At the same time, the leader of the world's appearance battle has shivered backwards.

His movements are very light.

Be careful.

However, he was surrounded by archangels.

Some people may be able to engage in small movements under their noses, but absolutely not including the lowest angels.

Click!

The killing angel pinched his neck with one hand.

"Kindly let you watch the battle, but you don't cherish it, hey, what a pity."

The team leader grasped the angel's wrist with both hands, kicked his legs desperately, shook his head, and his eyes kept shaking.

He wanted to beg, but he couldn't say a word, not even the vague hum.

He does not know the style and means of killing angels, but how can he be labeled as "killing", how could he be a good generation.

Unexpectedly, he broke his neck and was not crushed.

He was greeted by the slaughter angel's big mouth with stubby stubble, bright red flames, but not sexy.

This lip was imprinted on his mouth, and immediately, something unclear and unclear surging out of the body, and flowing to the mouth with strange power.

The last thought in the leader's heart was-I'm going into his body.

The nightmare is far from over.

After entering the body of the killing angel, he was greeted by the inhumane methods of death.

He was copied into 10,000 individuals, and there was only one enemy in front of him.

kill!

dead!

kill!

dead……

Soon, he died ten thousand times.

At the beginning, he was more and more courageous, and felt that he was not without opportunities, but as the number of deaths increased, he gradually became numb.

When 啷.

His fighting spirit fell with his weapon.

"Boring!"

The killing angel spit in disgust, and then threw out the rag-bag-like body in his hand.

From the moment he kissed it, but for a few seconds, it was a lifetime for the person he kissed.

A shadow that can't come out of a lifetime, a nightmare that can't get rid of in a lifetime.

The soldiers who succumbed to the war without fighting did the angel killing.

At the same time, the gods below started a fierce competition.

It's like a ball game for a hundred people.

Unfortunately, Perfect One is not a ball, he can run, jump, and smash people.

The angel of the speed angel grabbed his hand, and the Holy Light bloomed in his palm, as if he was shrouded in perfection.

Win the ticket!

As for how to get rid of the competitors, Super Angel's goddess has no worries.

and many more!

The palm did catch the target, but did not capture it as he wished.

The other party is like a boulder, a mountain-like boulder.

Even if it is really a mountain, the angel of the speed angel has the confidence to pull it up. After all, he was born as a god, with extraordinary talents, coupled with long years of practice, not to mention a world with a punch, a city It's still possible.

However, the prey in his palm was not moving, even if he continued to increase his strength, there was still no sign of shaking.

Wait, that's ...

The angel of the speed angel narrowed his eyes.

He saw an invisible, colorless, and colorless halo around his prey, which was so close to him.

The aura slowly rotates along a peculiar trajectory, which is not disturbed by foreign objects, nor is it invaded by external forces.

His own strength is absorbed and blocked by this aura, and how much strength he exerts ~ www.readwn.com ~ how much resistance it feedbacks.

hateful!

I don't believe it ...

It is a pity that with a loud noise, the speed angel goddess exploded out of thin air.

He forgot that this is not a tug of war rally, this is not a battlefield for two people, there are more than ninety competitors behind him.

Outside the world.

Speed ​​Angel's face darkened, his eyes full of anger.

Not only is the descendant of his own anger humiliating, but also the anger of other gods, and the angel's arms folded.

Seemingly aware of Sudden Angel's anger, the more angel spread his hands.

"I'm protecting the prey with all my heart ... not to mention, my goddess is hunting."

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