Chapter 1957 Kill Her?

light green hair, styled in a neat ponytail, is striking. Her skin is fair, she has a delicate oval face, and cherry-like lips. If one were to judge solely by appearance, even if she were a senior stu...The call has ended.

The surrounding Limit Douluo naturally also heard their conversation, and couldn't help but fall silent. 。This situation is different from facing the Abyss back then. When facing the Abyss, at least they could unite as one to fight against a common enemy. But now, their enemy might very well be their own people!As long as the Soul Beasts aren't fools, they will also dispatch the controlled Soul Masters to act as cannon fodder against them. 。What should we do then Kill themLong Ye Yue looked at the Greedy Old Demon, “Greedy senior, do you have any way You are spiritual beings, is there a way for you to help our soul masters regain control”The Greedy Old Demon rarely showed a trace of bitterness, "You flatter us too much..." 。Although we are spiritual beings, we also rely on life energy to exist. 。The Silver Dragon Princess was a being of the God-King level. The dragon god's level of divine consciousness was even higher than ours by countless times. 。If there are ways to do it, there aren't none. 。Including Tang Wulin, everyone's eyes were focused on him. 。The covetous old demon said in a deep voice, "The Dragon God Core is undoubtedly under the control of Princess Gu Yue Na, the Silver Dragon." 。Then, it can be said that she controlled all the Soul Masters, and only she could do this. 。The only way is to prevent her from controlling it anymore. 。Then everything would be solved. 。At least one controlled Soul Master will be revived. 。Let us have the power to fight against hordes of soul beasts. > 。" ------------------------ Thank you for your support, Douluo Continent 4's dragon set registration has begun, please go to our Tang Sect's online store to register, xstm.taobao. 420/395396589 。d of the spirit-guiding firearm pressed against the miniature mecha's shoulder. With both hands gripping the weapon, she stood firm, her breath growing weaker until even the feeling of breathing seeme...