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1780. The man behind [33]

"Do you hate humans?" Qu Dingtian's arm was slightly close to the egret, and he felt the cold air on the egret's body. His already frowning eyebrows now furrowed deeper.

"We colorful souls hate all human beings. We are independent souls, nobler than human souls. Why do the hateful and stupid humans want to organize us into their bodies? Why do they have it? What qualifications do they have?" Zi

Cheng's eyes widened slightly, and a few bright red bloodshot eyes immediately crawled out of his eyes.

Even his face, which should have been as delicate as porcelain, was now full of ferociousness and distortion...

Like a fierce ghost!

Zicheng suddenly opened his hands, raised his head and screamed loudly, "Ah..."

His voice was like a series of sound blades, striking in all directions. Qing Zhuyu and the two men who fell on the ground were scratched in many places by the sound blades, and bright red blood flowed out.

Qu Dingtian stood in front of the egret and stretched out his hands to protect the egret, causing all the sound blades to attack him.

His body trembled, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. His legs gradually softened and he slowly bent down until he was kneeling on the ground on one knee.

The sound blades were like blades, slashing, scraping, and chopping off Qu Dingtian's body. When Qu Dingtian knelt down, the sound blades were whizzing away towards the egret. The two Qingzhuyu people on the side looked at each other, but

He quickly arrived in front of the egret and used his flesh and blood to block the infinitely powerful sound blade for the egret.

Standing behind Qingzhuyu and the others, Bailu clenched his cold hands tightly, frowning in pain as he watched the three people in front of him with more and more wounds.

More and more blood...

But there was nothing she could do. She could feel that those sound blades would absorb all the remaining strength from her body.

However, when all these powers were absorbed, it was the moment when her life came to an end.

The sharp nails were embedded in the palm of the hand, and the blood flowing out was actually cold.

Bailu closed her eyes and flashed through various scenes from the past... She always thought that she was a lonely person, and she was the only one who bravely moved forward on the bloody road of the king.

But now she realizes that thousands of years ago and today, there have been so many people sacrificing themselves to help her succeed.

Even if she sells her soul, she must reach the top.

Sighing helplessly, Bailu opened her eyes suddenly, and at the same time, two silver rays of light shot out from her eyes.

These two silver rays of light gathered together and enveloped Qing Zhuyu and the others, forming a protective shield.

At the same time, Egret's body flashed with red light, and in this red light, her clothes were replaced by a blood-red dragon robe.

The egret's hair was tied up little by little, and the golden dragon crown suddenly appeared.

Wearing a dragon robe and a dragon crown, the egret looked at the purple city and smiled openly, "Since you are a seven-color soul, then you only need to do the things that a seven-color soul should do, and you are delusional to become the master!"

His eyes widened suddenly, the egret tapped the ground with its toes, and turned into a wisp of red shadow, landing in front of Zicheng.

At this time, Qu Dingtian and the others, who were protected by the silver protective shield, still looked at the egret worriedly, even though their bodies were already scarred.

That worry only increases rather than decreases.

"Egret, don't get too close to him. He is still crazy, and his body is full of evil spirits. You will die!" Qu Dingtian grabbed the wall of the silver protective shield with both hands and shouted, "Get out of here quickly and leave us alone.
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