"Bang." The roar of the demon dragon was still floating in the sky, but a soft bang came from the sky.
Everyone who looked up at the sky seemed to be watching in slow motion when they saw the magic dragon exploding with a soft sound in mid-air.
Piece by piece, it cracked.[
The cracked area was flat and smooth, exactly where the silk threads crossed over and over again.
The demon dragon that suddenly stopped looked down at his body, eyes widening as if in disbelief, how could...how could...
The pieces broke, scattered, and then fell...
There was silence in the venue, no one spoke, no one breathed, everyone was stunned and stared at the previous scene.
The demon dragon, the ten-thousand-year-old demon dragon, and the ten-thousand-year scourge were destroyed by Rakshasa, destroyed.
OMG...
The Rakshasa who disappeared in mid-air appeared out of thin air. Seeing this, the silver wire held in his five grasps suddenly closed, and the bricks that fell in front of the silver wire flew back, turned and somersaulted towards the shaking light.
The body falls to the ground and changes into a human form.
Rakshasa walked to Yaoguang in a few steps, lowered his head and said: "The body was broken into thousands of pieces, and there were many pieces."
After that, he bent down and picked up the scarred Yaoguang, lowered his head and kissed Yaoguang's face, saying in a low but loud voice: "You are mine, no one can hurt you, no one can humiliate you, otherwise,
I, Rakshasa, want him to pay back a thousand times."
The sound passed through the valley, and the people in the valley who had just been shocked by Rakshasa looked at each other in shock. These words...
Seeing the ruthlessness on Rakshasa's face, Yaoguang felt for the first time that this expression didn't look so annoying. He gave a gentle word of grace, leaned on Rakshasa's chest, closed his eyes, and felt relieved.
Rakshasa lowered his head and kissed Yaoguang's face, and strode away towards the distance. At the same time, a cold voice resounded throughout the valley: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in three years, but it's only three days too late for me, Rakshasa, to take revenge. Who can do this?"
If he dares to harm me once, I will kill his whole family with blood and leave no one behind."
Leave no one behind, cold and ruthless, vicious and vicious.
In the valley, no one spoke. Everyone watched Rakshasa striding away with the shaking light in his arms, his red cloak fluttering in the wind, full of coldness and chill.
What this means is that Rakshasa is about to go on a killing spree...
The sun was high in the sky, but it was extremely chilly.
In Longdu, the bloody storm is about to begin.
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I'll continue smoking. I don't have enough energy. I guess I won't smoke tomorrow. I'll run away.