It was still a step too late. The drought demon broke out of the ground, and the breath of the self-immolating sunset spread from the abyss.
In an instant, starting from Yuntai Mountain, everywhere you looked, there were devastated lives.
Oliver no longer hesitated. He flapped his wings and rushed towards the huge demon that was as big as the sky.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he jumped into the air, Lucas, who was chasing him from behind, had already appeared in front of him and grabbed him.
"Zhang'er! Danger! The ancient Hanba and Garuda are in full form, and you have to avoid their sharp edges, let alone you, a half-awake glass bead!"
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