Chapter 1882: riot

An elder of the Dragon clan flew over the flesh and blood, and was about to emit three-flavored real fire, but unexpectedly a few demonized disciples also flew up and launched a fierce attack on the elder.
Their attack was naturally drizzle for the dragon elders who had already become immortals. The elder drew an arc in one hand to isolate everyone's attacks, while the other hand issued a three-flavor real fire and burned the poisonous flesh on the ground ...
"Bang! Bang! Bang ..." After several explosions, the disciples who were attacking the elders of the Dragon clan exploded.
If this elder of the Dragon clan had already been prepared, he would set up a protective enchantment around his body in advance, fearing that he would be shot into a hedgehog by the flesh and blood that flew by him!
The explosion of flesh and blood is powerful and covers a large area. When a person explodes, his flesh at least tens of meters out of the circle. Even if it is gathered, it will take time to burn ...
It's okay to say one person explodes, but how many people explode?
It's too late!
"Feng Shaozhu, these people can't stay!" Shouted a dragon elder.
Those hundreds of enchanted people had a bulging posture on their skin at this moment. If there were countless bugs flying under the skin, they looked strange.
With the experience he just got, these people's explosions are very close! I'm afraid in an instant!
These people used to be good disciples of Lujia Mountain. Some of them were disciples with good qualifications who have just started. Although they have very different personalities, they have been screened and joined. They are loyal to this door. Such disciples are going to destroy In your own hands?
Feng Xi was cold with hands and feet. He also knew that these people could not be saved, and time was too late.
But he wouldn't issue a command such as 'kill in place'.
Yun Yin was even pale, and he was also sad, but at this moment was not the time for a woman! Whispering: "Lord of the wind, order it!"
Feng Xiliu closed her eyes slightly, and finally ordered: "All disciples who follow the magic will be killed in place!"
The twelve golden dragons of the dragon race raised their heads and screamed, flying in the air, the dragon body circling and rolling, countless golden lights emitted from the dragon's claws, and a large cylindrical enchantment was set around those enchanting disciples. Among them ...
"Young Master, Young Master, can't kill! My brother is inside!"
"Young Master, my brother is also inside, can't kill them, how can we kill each other?"
"Don't! Stay with them, they are all our brothers ..."
"We are a fairy family, how can we face the butcher knife to our loved ones ..."
"..."
The normal disciples shouted one after another and rushed to the golden enchantment that would encircle the demon disciple, anxious to pull those people out of the enchantment.
This kind of enchantment of the Dragon clan doesn't block much inside, but when they are rushed, they almost break, and the golden light is dangling ...
The enchanted disciples trapped in the enchantment also seemed to perceive the end of the day, and they also collided with the enchantment. Under encroachment, the enchantment was even more precarious.
"The Lord of the Wind!" The elder of the Dragon clan shouted, "They will all explode in sight, and let everyone back!"