305 Heavy casualties
Death has rushed over as quickly as possible.
Unfortunately, he is still late! Fighting, it is over.
On the battlefield, the residual limbs break the legs.
The skulls and headless corpses are horizontal and erect, everywhere.
The Temple of Dead, His Majesty, thousands of soldiers, the number of casualties, more than half.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Seeing His Majesty's soldiers, the degree of casualties was so heavy, and suddenly raised his head, making a painful roar.
His Majesty's life is his life!
To develop the Destiny Temple, it is inseparable from the effectiveness of these people.
Now the casualties are so heavy.
The gap between the Dead Temple and several other temples will be widely opened.
He is dead, in the Eight God League, it is even more speechless!
"Damn, who did this?"
Death's eyes were blood red, and the steel teeth were bitten. He reached out and grabbed a man.
He roared and said, "Tell me, who is it?"
The soldiers caught by the death of the death said tremblingly: "Dead, Master Death, is the prison god.
"What, what? Is it a prison god?"
Death widened his eyes, dragging his men's collar and said fiercely, "Are you sure, the person who killed in is the prison god?"
"Master Dead, I, I dare not guarantee!"
The man of Death said tremblingly, "I only know, the head of the head is the same weapon as the prison god, which is the moon machete."
"Damn, the prison god is back!"
Reaper's hand loosened his hand, frowned for a moment, or took out the satellite phone.
And the news that the prison god came back was passed out.
At this time, Li Chichen, who was stained with blood, was holding the bloody moon machete.
With a few of Taishan, they have successfully entered the Temple of Prison.
"Meet the prison god!"
The soldiers of the Prison God Temple have long been in line, waiting for a long time.
Seeing Li Chuochen.
The soldiers of the Prison Temple brushed the ground and kneeled down on one knee.
Respect about Li Chuxi's attitude.
They know that Li Chichen is going back.
Therefore, it was already prepared early in the morning. Once Li Chichen was besieged by the Eight Gods Alliance.
They will immediately rush out to rescue.
Fortunately, the worst case did not happen.
And the scene in front of you, seeing Taishan and others, all envy.
They can see.
These soldiers of the Temple of Prison, the attitude towards Li Chichen is the respect of the heart.
There is no pretentiousness.
"Brothers, get up!"
Li Chichen said helplessly, "I said, everyone is a brother, so don't have to be too restrained!"
"Master Prison, seeing you back, it feels good!" The goddess Athena, the goddess of wisdom, carried his hands and walked slowly.
She wore a loose black robe.
Beautiful and full of mysterious voices, from the mask, "The Eight God League, it seems that it is not a piece of iron!"
"Athena, do you think of?" Li Chuchen watched the goddess of Prison Temple curiously.
But Athena slowly shook her head, and said helplessly: "The Eight God League, although it is not a piece of iron."
"However, in the union, the number of teams has broken 10,000."
"Moreover, they have eight players."
"Our prison temple, only three thousand soldiers! The most powerful, not as good as them."
"Fighting hard, it must not work!"
Athena said leisurely, "There is only one method!"
This chapter has been completed!