Even though they were so far apart, the place where Fluttering Light and Rakshasa stood looked like this. The ferocity inside...
"Don't you think we are too cruel?" Looking at this situation, Yaoguang suddenly said: "After all, there are our grandfathers and relatives in there."
After hearing this, Rakshasa stretched out his hand and hugged Yaoguang's waist, and said solemnly: "Fathers are kind and sons are filial. Only fathers are kind and sons are filial. Just because they treat you like that, it's their luck that I didn't plan to kill them."
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The royal family has no selfish feelings, and the royal family has no human feelings. He knows this better than Yaoguang, and he understands this much better than Yaoguang. Power and status are what the royal family wants, and affection has long since disappeared from the royal people.
"Dad didn't say anything, why are you guilty? Don't become a saint, I don't like it." Rakshasa simply glared at Yaoguang.
When Yao Guang heard this, the feeling of guilt that had just arisen immediately disappeared.
If she is not a saint, then she will not do the things of a saint.
"Okay, I understand." Yaoguang reached out and held Rakshasa's hand. Power and status were not important. She only wanted her family to be stable and live peacefully. For this purpose, then
Naturally, she doesn't need to be soft on the people and forces that stand in the way of these goals.
Letting go of others would be killing yourself, and she wouldn't do it.
The sky is dark and the blue sky and white clouds are still there.
"Okay, okay, the people of the Holy Clan are almost dead. Only the old emperor and some prince are left, struggling to hold on there. It seems that they can't withstand it for much longer." In this dim sky.
, the small bone suddenly emerged from the ground, with a winter melon on its head, and the winter melon opened its teeth and claws and quickly reported the situation in the barrier.
Hearing this, Yaoguang and Rakshasa turned to look at each other. Rakshasa nodded towards the winter melon and the small bones.
Immediately, Little Bones carried the winter melon and slipped into the ground again and ran away.
The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and a red sun hangs above the head, blooming with its scorching power.
In the boundary.
Many members of the Saint Clan had already stood still, because the Royal Clan had been basically wiped out, and they had no opponents. At this time, they looked with excitement on their faces as they were still fighting in mid-air. No, the Royal Clan Emperor and them were fighting in a life-and-death fight.
The scene where the patriarch of the Holy Clan and a master at the level of a God King are fighting against each other.
A life-and-death fight between a god-king-level expert like a royal emperor is not something anyone can see, let alone a two-on-one fight.