"Ha, that's really good. I got more hits than that one just now." Bai Zijin, who was standing far away in the corner at some point, smiled softly when he saw this: "He is your son, Dragon King, after all."
The Dragon King looked at this situation and said nothing. He only nodded coldly. His son was naturally not comparable to other dragons.
But today, I used it to deal with Rakshasa, which really made him angry or not angry, alas.
"Rumble..." Just as he spoke, the giant blue dragon rushed up to the sky, then swooped down, spitting thunderbolts from its mouth, piercing through the sky and the earth, and galloping towards the Rakshasa.
The huge thunder in the blue dragon's palm shook the ancient and modern times.
These are the top secret skills of the Dragon Clan.
Place it anywhere and it can sweep through thousands of armies.
"Kill..." The others turned into dragons and rose up. Their huge bodies circled the room where Rakshasa was and began to spin rapidly.
The wind pressure generated by the rotation was like knives flying across the sky, striking towards the Rakshasa, and the accompanying wind sound was almost like a ghost crying.
The fierce wind pressure continued to shrink inward, and several giant dragons joined forces to build a copper wall and an iron wall, which was bound to surround Rakshasa in the center, not allowing him to avoid even a single step.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind, a curtain of fire and water rolled up, and thunderbolts flew across the sky.
This world is like falling into the ultimate hell.
Seeing this, the dragon clans surrounding Fat Dragon Mansion retreated one after another, fearing that the huge energy attack would affect them.
Too powerful, too powerful...
The night is getting darker and darker.
"Bang." In the only intact house in the place, Shui Yueying once again mistyped a spell, and her body floating in mid-air, covered in water and light, was suddenly stunned.
"Calm down." Shui Qingchen suddenly shouted, while his men still helped Yaoguang refine the demon blood in his incarnation.
"Elder brother, I..."
"I can't hurt you, just keep going." Without Shui Yueying's words, Rakshasa, who had been watching this side closely, suddenly shouted in a deep voice.
With a sound, Rakshasa frowned, and the fierceness in his eyes bloomed: "Winter melon, protect yourself."
"Okay." Winter Melon, who had been squatting beside Yaoguang's bed, quickly took out a purple umbrella from his belly pocket when he saw this, and opened it over the heads of Yaoguang, Shui Qingchen, Shui Yueying and itself.
With all the treasures on its body, it would be a bit difficult to protect a few people from such a powerful attack. However, with the Rakshasa outside, it only needs to keep Fluctlight undisturbed, and that's easy to do.