Once the domain was formed, it covered the headless demonic beast's corpse.
As the wind swept past, the forest was razed to the ground. Under countless tiny electric arcs, the trees were turned to dust.
The ground cracked and turned into scorched earth. The surface of the mountain was flattened, sending sand and stones flying.
Song qingxiao's chest felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer. A vast force hit her body and sent her flying seven or eight meters away. She could only stabilize herself in the hurricane.
In her spirit, the sword Qi was still sharp. The breath of the Dragon Soul was a little weak when it came into contact with the lightning, and then it let out a clear and long cry.
Crack! Crack!
