The colorful colors gathered in one place, turning into a six-winged humanoid accompanied by blazing thunder, the two wings blinded, the two wings covered the feet, and the two wings flew.

The flowing colors were wrapped in an eerie glow, the dark eyes in front of its chest were like an abyss, the fiery red and heavy dark gold enveloped its body, its hands were knotted with holy seals, and its whole body was dialyzed with a blasphemous sacredness.

Seeing this, Herro just twisted his waist and smashed his thunderous fist into the colored angel's

"Indefinite Lost, She Asked Me to Hold the Shackles" Chapter 316 The Power of Losing Color is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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