Chapter 1341 Listen to the Song

"I have been growing my hair for hundreds of millions of years, and you actually burned a strand of it. You are so brave!"

Wang Chunhua scolded.

Facing the three-eyed quasi-god who had manifested his divine form, her small body looked like an ant at the foot of a mountain.

But at this moment, the quasi-god of the three-eyed clan suddenly showed fear on his face.

He knew better than anyone how terrifying his attack just now was.

Even if he himself was in his prime, he could only dodge the attack.

But the human girl in front of him didn't even release any defensive abilities, and took the attack head-on, only having a hair singed.

A strand of hair... aroused Wang Chunhua's anger.

Only Zhao Yin understood that now, there were not many things left of what Wang Chunhua brought from ancient times, and her own hair was one of them.

To this wild and barbaric girl from the ancient human race, it would be a capital crime for a quasi-god from later generations who was as small as an ant to hurt even a hair of hers!

Wang Chunhua suddenly put away the long sword she had just taken out and quickly took off the red rope on her hair.

The next moment, the red rope grew wildly and wrapped around the huge body of the Three-Eyed God Clan...

"Leave it alive!"

Zhao Yin shouted hurriedly.

He knew that Wang Chunhua was angry and was afraid that he would kill the quasi-god directly.

Today, although Zhao Yin is worth a lot of money, a quasi-god is still a huge fortune.

At this moment, Meng Ke'an and Hong Kai both widened their eyes.

In their hearts, Zhao Yin is invincible.

Not to mention a quasi-god, even if it was a god, they would believe that as long as Lord Beast God was there, all problems would eventually be resolved by Lord Beast God with his extraordinary means.

But what they didn't expect was that Zhao Yin did not take action himself, but sent out a little girl.

Judging from Zhao Yin's tone, he was not worried about the girl, but was afraid that she would kill the...incomparably majestic three-eyed quasi-god...

The red rope soars into the sky.

The three-eyed god turned around and fled. At this moment, he felt a sense of crisis that he had never felt before.

His majestic figure moved at an extremely fast speed, stirring up a strong wind in the thin air, with sand and rocks flying everywhere...

Unfortunately, he didn't know that even Anna, the nine-winged angel, had one leg and one arm left behind when faced with Wang Chunhua's red hairband...

Almost instantly, the red rope wrapped around the body of the Three-Eyed God Clan Quasi-God, and then quickly tightened...

The three-eyed gods felt an irresistible force coming at them. If they did not withdraw their divine bodies, they would be cut into pieces.

His majestic body shrank rapidly in an attempt to break free from the constraints of the red rope.

It’s a pity that the red rope followed him like a shadow, always tightly bound to him.

When the three-eyed quasi-god could no longer shrink, the red rope sank deeply into his flesh and blood.

Then, a powerful force hit him, and his body was forcibly pulled back.

boom!

Before he could react, a slap hit his face, making a sound like hitting leather.

"You burned my hair. Damn it. You have the guts to do that!"

boom!

boom! boom! boom!

Wang Chunhua swung her fist and punched down again and again: "You damn Three Eyes, I'll make you burn again...!"

In an instant, the handsome three-eyed god was beaten into a pig's head by Wang Chunhua.

The shoulder blade was broken, revealing the bone stumps.

Even gods could not withstand Wang Chunhua's tremendous strength. She had listened to Zhao Yin's words and restrained herself a lot.

Seeing this scene, the quasi-gods of the Lizard Clan who were watching not far away all had the urge to turn around and flee.

Are all humans so cruel?

A quasi-god. Even if it is a lizard clan, if a god occasionally takes action and captures a living alien, he will try his best to treat it well.

Quasi-gods are absolutely powerful figures in any ethnic group.

When capturing creatures of this level, most tribes would choose to exchange prisoners with other tribes, or exchange them for greater benefits, unless absolutely necessary.

Any ethnic group will do their best to protect the quasi-gods in their own tribe!

Who can guarantee that the quasi-gods of one’s own race will not fall into the hands of aliens?

The quasi-god of the Lizard Clan stood there with a pale face, not daring to move.

It was not until Wang Chunhua had vented enough that she threw the dying three-eyed quasi-god to Zhao Yin: "I didn't kill him!"

Zhao Yin took a look and found that the vitality of this three-eyed god had been lost by half.

The part that could have been extracted by the ancestor's incarnation has been completely lost.

Zhao Yin felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do.

Why did he have to burn Wang Chunhua's hair when there were so many people he could offend?

Zhao Yin opened a space portal and threw the three-eyed god quasi-god inside...

At this moment, in the core world.

At this time, Kate, the female three-eyed quasi-goddess, had just had a large amount of vitality drained away. She looked weak and was tied up inside a tree canopy.

Seeing that the clone of the ancestor spirit did not take the next step, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

With a sense of security, Kate's mind became active again.

"I wonder what's happening to those two companions now. Have they returned to their tribe and informed the gods?"

"As long as I'm not dead, there's still a chance..."

At this moment, there was a sudden surge of teleportation force, and then a familiar figure was seen falling to the ground covered in blood.

"William...is that you? You didn't go back?" Kate was startled.

"Dear Kate, have you been caught here too?"

"Damn human race, when our gods arrive, we will definitely let..."

"Stop arguing!"

A cold voice interrupted the conversation between the two three-eyed gods.

They turned around and saw that it was actually a little angel with blonde hair and blue eyes. The pair of wings behind it were bald, with only a few feathers left.

It was in the tree canopy of the ancestor's incarnation that the only creature imprisoned was not a quasi-god, the first living creature Zhao Yin had captured... Jia Lan!

It can be seen that Jia Lan was once a top-level demigod, and he was only one step away from evolving into a five-winged angel.

But now, the life level has dropped to S level.

Somehow, he was imprisoned here along with other quasi-gods.

"Little angel, are you looking for death?" Kate said angrily.

William also glared at Jia Lan: "You, a quasi-god of the angel clan, have to call me a comrade when you see me. You are so brave!"

Since when did an angel who was not even a demigod have the guts to act so presumptuous in front of them?

"Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?" Jia Lan sneered.

As a veteran prisoner, he had seen too many quasi-gods imprisoned by the human demon.

Once, even a seven-winged angel died.

No human king could escape the butcher's knife.

"Once you come here, there is only one way to go, and you still dream of getting out, wait until next life!"

"Also, Grandpa is the number one prisoner here. There is no distinction between life levels here. In other words, the higher the life level, the faster you die!"

"It's better to save your energy and listen to the little rookie singing. Only then can your soul remain pure when you die."

Jia Lan said it easily, as if he had already become indifferent to life and death.

None of the other prisoners on the side refuted.

At this moment, the two three-eyed gods saw that all the prisoners were listening to the song attentively.

Eighteen little chickens stood in the tree canopy, cackling non-stop.

Kate listened carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly felt that the fear in her heart had dissipated a little.