Transform Into A Beautiful Girl And Save The World

"Don't listen!"

Zhen Bai, who had already seen Yao Sanwu's mental attack, held Qi Moxuan's head and embraced her in an instant, covering her ears with both hands.

The visible sound wave broke the surrounding glass and set off a gust of wind, Zhen Bai tightly covered Qi Moxuan's ears and let the sound wave pass through him.

She doesn't care, but Qi Moxuan's fragile spirit can no longer be stimulated.

Feeling the oncoming softness, before Qi Moxuan had time to say anything, a piercing scream came into her ears, making her dazed for a while.

Suddenly, a huge sense of fear climbed up her spine, and the deep and sticky darkness permeated her brain, and scenes of memories from the past appeared in her mind.

Statues of blood rose from the ground, and the burning battlefield wailed everywhere.

These memories that she once wanted to forget but have not forgotten entered her eyes again, and the real one seemed to be within reach!

Her hair and nails began to grow wildly, and her long gray hair became white, reflecting colorful lights under the neon lights at night.

The nails were thin and pointed, with white cracks at the ends.

Qi Moxuan wanted to clenched something subconsciously, his long and pointed nails pierced into Zhenbai's arm, and red blood flowed out.

"don't want."

"No no no no no!"

Zhen Bai tightly hugged Qi Moxuan, who had started to mutate, and hugged her tightly with both hands, as if wanting to integrate her into his body.

Even if the arm was punctured, the strength of the hug did not decrease.

Why

Why

Why!

Why did it have to be this day!

"Qi Moxuan! Qi Moxuan!"

Zhenbai didn't care about anything else, she called Qi Moxuan's name loudly, trying to stabilize the other party's mind.

But Qi Moxuan didn't reply to Zhenbai's call. At this moment, she only felt that countless villains were arguing in her mind, arguing about the future, the past, war and the like, things that she had never thought about.

She saw countless selves, including Qi Moxuan and Jiang Yu.

The white girl and the black boy stood with her on the lake, and they surrounded Qi Moxuan hand in hand.

Those boys and girls holding hands were entangled with each other, they blended with each other, turned into red flesh and blood, and became a towering tree.

Qi Moxuan looked up.

She saw a purple star shining in the sky at the top of the big tree. The star had tentacles like a jellyfish.

And among those tentacles that are communicating, there are male and female heads growing on them.

Qi Moxuan stared blankly at those heads, and those heads also turned to her.

———It was Qi Moxuan's own face.

The thousands of faces said to her: Purpose, what is your purpose?

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"Let the power disappear! From then on, no one with the power can override people and let the world belong to people again!"

The stabbing sound was interspersed with the screeching sound.

Tentacles wrapped around its body with its ends, and endless abilities flooded into its body.

Its sense of oppression suddenly increased, and some of the supernatural beings shrouded in purple light could not bear such a great pressure for a while, and were overwhelmed to the ground, turning into black liquid, and strands of purple light emerged from the liquid and rushed into the sky. thorn in the body.

And those supernatural beings who were not shocked to death by the sense of oppression also found that their supernatural power level began to decrease continuously, and the supernatural energy turned into light and entered the body of the thorn.

"I'm coming!"

Feeling the supernatural power absorbed from others in his body, Thorn's supernatural power level rose again, and endless memories poured into his brain like a flood of flood gates, making his sanity completely non-existent.

Thorn used all the muscles in his body to empty his brain and wanted to accept the supernatural tentacles on his body, but those tentacles still couldn't integrate into his body. He could feel that he was only a step away from level 50 supernatural powers, like an invisible barrier in front of it.

A dark crack cut off his wrist, and the tentacles dissipated as if they were frightened, and the abilities that the thorn had just absorbed with great difficulty also dissipated with the tentacle's departure.

It's back to level forty-eight again.

Stab turned his head and looked at He Jiazhen who had woken up with his back against the crack not far away.

After a brief absence, the He family was the first to react. The three of them covered their faces, and a deep cry came from under the mask.

Glancing at Qi Moxuan who was losing control in Zhenbai's arms, He Jiazhen didn't say anything more. He stretched out his hand and flew out of a crack, and the black space cut off his hands and feet.

Losing its support, the huge body crashed to the ground.

Reaching out again, another crack cut off its neck.

He Jiazhen took another look at the five trees that were raining severed hands. After accumulating material for a short time, two white lights swept across and cut off the fleshy tree. The fallen tree trunk quickly split into countless hands on the ground. Climbing the only remaining tree roots to rebuild the tree of flesh and blood.

"I thought our goals were aligned."

Thorn said, his limbs grew back in an instant, and the two eyes growing in the pustules made people panic.

"My purpose and that of the old president have never been the same..."

He Jiazhen replied, the white light slanted out from behind him and hit the thorn, but the thorn just waved his hand, and the two white lights with a destructive aura became transparent in mid-air, and the energy turned into pure air dirt.

[Level 48: Backtracking]

"I've heard you say this—in the future, on the ruins of the city, you told us that you had made some promises with the Thousand Sons."

The stabbing voice became a little deeper, and the huge head moved closer to He Jiazhen's direction, so close that He Jiazhen could even smell the stench coming from the bloody mouth.

"You are not qualified enough"

After He Jiazhen said that, the white light rolled over again.

Just as the thorn was about to raise its hand this time, its chest swelled up again, as if an explosion had occurred inside and the flesh outside had been torn apart, and dazzling white light shone from it.

The explosion of the chest made the hand that was raised in the air stop for a moment, and it was at this moment that white light rushed through its entire upper body including its head.

The white light passed through, without the thorns on the upper body but still not falling down, the outstretched giant hand clenched its five fingers, everything that happened just now returned to the starting point like a movie replay.

Thorn's head recovered, and the white light returned to the crack.

Witnessing this almost unbelievable situation, He Jiazhen was not surprised at all, as if he knew this would happen a long time ago, he stretched out his hand, and the second wave of attacks followed.