At this moment, come out of the flames.

Wen Zilong looked at the nearly 2,000 flamethrower saints with a hint of joking in his eyes.

"It's my turn."

"Dragon Flame--"

Then there was a huge mouth.

boom--

A ball of flame instantly surged out of his throat.

The radius of 200 meters is covered by this hot dragon flame.

The nearly 2,000 flamethrower saints gathered together to deal with Wen Zilong.

So it's completely covered in flames.

On the city wall, all the saints finally changed their faces when they saw this scene.

"Can you spit fire?!"

"Oh my God, what kind of monster is this?"

"Gods?"

"This...this is too scary!"

Naroald's Holy Father's face was also very bad at this time.

It's certain that those 2,000 people are finished.

They did not wear any fire-proof equipment. Even if they could escape by chance, they would definitely lose their combat effectiveness.

A large area of ​​the body will cause burns.

Anger surged in the heart of the Holy Father Roald.

These 2,000 people were originally the main force he used to deal with fruit bats.

As a result, all of them lost their combat effectiveness at this moment.

hateful!

However, what made him feel a little strange was that the nearly 2,000 people were burned by the flames and did not scream at all?
Chapter completed!