Chapter 449

When the dew drops on the ground, Ryukyu only feels the twinkling of an eye. With Yufei as the center, all the plants and trees wither radially.

Flowers wither, plants wither.

Overlapping again and again.

The cold face rose rapidly, and the moon looked at the scene. For the first time, he couldn't speak.

It's a kind of visible withering, it's a kind of wave that almost rolls forward like a wave, so clear to take all life, all green.

Where we passed, the trees as high as ten feet were fast falling leaves. The green leaves came down from the sky. In an instant, only the bare trunk was left.

The butterflies, bees and birds playing in the flowers seem to meet an invisible wall and fall down from the air one after another, losing their traces of life.

The scope of wilting is getting wider and wider.

Almost in a blink of an eye, the immortal mansion where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant and butterflies are flying and bees are dancing is totally dead.

Where we can see, there are only withered flowers and plants, only extinct birds and butterflies, and only the thick rustle.

All the life in this world has been taken away in a flash, and the rest is only the silence and desolation of death.

Only two drops of water, within ten miles, no grass left, exterminating everything.

The clenched fist was cold. It was cold sweat.

It's so poisonous that it ignores everything. Ryukyu slowly glances at the place where he can see. It's withered and bleak.

If this kind of poison comes down to Tianchen's territory and the imperial palace

Ryukyu fought a cold war. What can resist such speed and strength.

It's just a reward for saving their lives. It's just a small means. It's so powerful. If

That day, that xuanyuanche

Slowly closed the eyes, such ability, no wonder can let a few countries fear such, now how they are opponents.

"It's just the most common. They have all the people who have identity there. Murong Ryukyu, the inheritance of the thousand year power, is not equal to leisure.