But now, with just one strike from Yun Shitian, the bone dragon completely disappeared.
It can't be resurrected anymore.
Di Fantian's heart sank for a moment. Is this what Yun Shitian and Luo Yu were practicing?
This is specifically aimed at the undead in his realm of the underworld.
I was shocked, and my five fingers moved the strings faster and faster.
Attack, all-out attack, cannot give time to Yun Shitian and Luo Yu, must defeat them with numbers, defeat them.
"Ouch..." Amidst the fierce sound of the piano, dozens of giant dragons rushed towards Yun Shitian and Luo Yu in an increasingly frenzied manner.
"One." Yun Shitian looked at the destroyed bone dragon coldly. Instead of avoiding it, he rushed towards the bone dragon that was charging towards them.
The crescent moon sword in his hand was raised high, and he swung it towards the bone dragon, which was full of deathly energy.
But when the original silver light flashed, the ferocious bone dragon was like tofu, vulnerable and disappeared into the air.
And Yun Shitian is like the god of death holding the original silver sickle.
Weaving among the black bone dragons, harvesting their lives.
On the other side, Luo Yu chuckled when he saw this: "Look at me."
After saying that, Luo Yu's figure flashed and a dozen Luo Yu appeared in the sky.
With Qiao Xiao's charming but extremely cold smile, Luo Yu waved his hand, and the silver, red and gold color instantly turned into thousands of spider threads, and wrapped around a dozen bone dragons.
For a moment, Xiao Yin and others on the ground were not able to see clearly.
I saw a dozen black giant dragons in the sky that were rushing towards Luo Yu, and were instantly bundled into rice dumplings by the silver, red and gold color.
Immediately afterwards, Luo Yu was seen holding the five fingers of silver-red gold thread and waved lightly in the sky.
"Silk..." Immediately, they saw the silver-red bone dragon bound by more than a dozen fallen feathers. In this wave, it was silently strangled to pieces by thousands of silver-red gold threads.
Immediately afterwards, like the bone dragon that Yun Shitian killed, it disappeared into the air.
"Eleven." Luo Yu chuckled, and in a flash he rushed towards the bone dragon on the other side.
But I saw more than a dozen feathered figures shuttled in the dragon's camp, and the silver-red and gold threads locked onto the charging bone dragon and shattered into pieces.