The turbulent [Thunder True Flame] suddenly arrived, the blazing fire burned fiercely, the thunder shook, and the terrifying power completely blocked Zhang Fan's retreat.
"Eight Desolates Fire Dragon!"
Almost at the same moment, eight streaks of fire light soared into the sky, as if spurred by madness, extremely chaotic.
This move was almost infinitely close to the Great Success power of the [Fire Dragon Pill Sword], and it was also Zhang Fan's killer move that could arise instantly.
Rumble...
The scarlet firelight illuminated the vast night, the eight fire dragons snarled ferociously, intertwining with each other, like great stars streaking across the sky, crashing towards Meng Qinghuan, the terrifying power directly crumbling the walls on both sides of the alley, exposing the garbage dump next to it.
Bang bang bang...
