The roar of the Demon Wings, the spokesperson of the Goddess of Light is still unknown. [.]

However, several spokespersons of the gods in the imperial capital were excited after hearing the Demon Wings' statement.

In the eyes of these little gods, Goddess of Light is a real god. He has a complete and complete world plane of his own. He serves her with no less than a thousand legendary powerful people, and his strength is no less than that of the magic goddess.

If the Goddess of Light really gets involved in the battle for hegemony in the imperial capital, it will undoubtedly be the opportunity for the spokespersons of the little gods. Thinking of this, these spokespersons who have been desperately concealing their own strength have also taken action and began to help the army of the imperial capital rise.

The spokesperson of God, which people jointly admired by those little gods, is the spokesperson of God of Storm, Raja.

He was a handsome white-haired young man wearing a silver cloak. The God of Storm had the worst temper among the gods, but he did not expect that his spokesperson, Raja, had a gentle and drizzle, and had very clever political abilities. With his support, he actually gathered all the five spokespersons of the imperial capital.

Raja, the spokesperson of the God of Storm, is a genius of cultivation. From the fact that he has reached the initial level of the Saint when he is less than 20 years old, it can be seen that although such strength is much weaker than that of the Victory Military God and other powerful gods, it is different from the backstage, and it is not a war crime.

Raja believed that even those powerful spokespersons of the high and superior gods could be dragged down from the altar and seized their divine souls.

"Friends, the ambition of the Magic Goddess is obvious, we must not fight!" Raja, spokesperson of the Storm Goddess, said, "The Goddess of Light has also taken action. This is our greatest opportunity to kill the Magic Goddess spokesperson and divide his divine power and soul!"

"Yes, divide the magical goddess's divine soul!" A spokesperson of the jealous god shouted: "We lack strength, and only in this way can we ensure that we live to the end, kill, kill!"

"attack!"

Under the instigation of the spokesperson of the Storm God Raja, the five spokesmen of God finally defeated the fear in their hearts and began to attack the demon wings.

The God of Storm, Raja, himself quietly left, landed on the top of a city, and used the Eye of Storm to summon the Thunder Storm and crashed into the floating magic city.

Fukong City was already in a balanced position under the confrontation with the legend. The impact of the Thunder Storm was immediately seized by the legendary strong men. In an instant, two magic towers turned into powder and dissipated.

"God of Storm?" After seeing that the situation on his side became at a disadvantage, the spokesperson of the Magic Goddess not only did not continue to get angry, but instead laughed softly: "God of Storm Raja, I have been paying attention to you for a long time. After all, you are in the orc, and you actually defeated the God of Victory. I... have already remembered you in my heart."

The spokesperson of the God of Storm, Raja, felt the gaze of the spokesperson of the Magic Goddess, and his face changed slightly. He immediately felt that he seemed to have miscalculated something. He quickly stopped controlling the Thunder Storm and disappeared immediately on the top of the city.

The next second, the city suddenly cracked and was directly inserted by a hundred-meter sword made of light, as if a knife and fork entered butter.

"burst!"

With a cold snorkeling in the sky, the lightsaber exploded and instantly turned the city walls and buildings within a hundred meters into ruins.

The spokesperson of the God of Victory was covered in a black robe, floating in the air with his hands on his back, making a thunderous voice: "I'm here, the spokesperson of the God of Storm, Raja, since you dared to design that I was besieged by orcs, why don't you come to see me now?"

"Ahem."

In the ruins, Raja, the spokesperson of the God of Storm, half-kneeled on the ground, steaming all over, making him gasp gently: "Hehe, he is worthy of being one of the most powerful competitors in the battle for the God Realm. The spokesperson of the God God of Victory, you must have broken through again, otherwise why would you escape from the siege of 20 legendary orcs!"

"Escape?"

The words of the Victory War God were chilling, and he said, "I'm wrong, I didn't retreat, I just killed all the dirty orcs."

"The Kingdom of the God of War?" Raja, the spokesperson of the God of Storm, was slightly stunned and shouted: "You can already use the Kingdom of the God of War and use the power of the God of War plane?"

"However, if you want to force a strong man from a plane to reverse time and space, you... will suffer a lot of losses, even if you just let them appear temporarily, you..."

"I gave two kidneys and stomachs," said the spokesperson of the Victory Military God: "There are also one-third of the heroic spirits of the warriors who entered the Kingdom of the Military God."

"But, so what? I am the God of Victory, and I represent victory. No matter how much it costs, it cannot stop me from embarking on the road to victory!"

The God of Storm Raja chuckled gently and suddenly looked up at the spokesperson of the Magic Goddess.

"See it, the spokesperson of the Goddess of Magic and the spokesperson of the God of Sun. This is the God of Victory, a dangerous madman, a monster!"

"You join forces with him, it's better to kill him now." Raja, the God of Storm, said, and actually stretched out his left hand and held it in the air, and then a big bearded figure suddenly surged out of his body.

"Hiss..." said the God of Order and Games: "That is the clone formed by the power and soul of the God of Storm. It is the strength of the spokesperson of the God of Storm. He...has he... abandoned it like this?"

"No, he is planning to struggle to make his great gift cause the three gods to split."

Soul clone?

The spokesperson of the Magic Goddess was surprised. The treasures he had separated were much easier to gain than to rob oneself.

"With this thing, let alone other things, my floating city can add at least 20 five-star magic towers, and its strength has increased by more than doubled!"

The spokesperson of the Magic Goddess was very moved, but he did not dare to act rashly. After all, at this time, not only him, but also the God of Victory, but also the God of the Sun all divided their divine thoughts to pay attention to the clone of the God of Storm.

On the ground, the five spokespersons of the little gods who have been silent since the emergence of the Victory Military God, looked at the clone with jealousy and envy, forcibly suppressed what was in his heart and tried to quietly leave the city.

But I knew that the imperial capital had been under the attention of three powerful gods at this time. The five spokespersons of the little gods just emerged and were locked one by one. Then, as if they had discussed with each other, the magic goddess and the victory war god, and the Sun God, who got one, easily crushed the five spokespersons of the little gods to death.

"I have a kingdom of the God of War. You... are not opponents, so my clone belongs to me." The God of War Victory suddenly appeared in front of the spokesperson of the Goddess of Magic, stared at him, and said softly.

"The Kingdom of the War God is very expensive. What price will you pay for if you want to summon this time? Your hands, feet, or eyes?" The voice of the spokesperson of the Sun God was conveyed loudly: "One person, otherwise, I will join forces with the spokesperson of the Magic Goddess!"

In the imperial capital, the nobles all looked as usual, as if they could not hear the voices of these spokesmen of gods. They just thought that the terrifying spokesperson of the Magic Goddess brought reinforcements and were struggling to send who to fight against the spokesperson of the Victory Military God who seemed difficult to deal with.

Lin Tian is not surprised by this. After all, this world is a arena of gods. Under the protection of several major gods, it is still easy to affect the visual and auditory perception of these natives, including legends.

I just don’t know what the spokesperson of the God of Storm is doing when Raja plays this drama?
Chapter completed!