I'm not a theatre god

The blood moon flashed red.

Compared with the huge body of Xizai, the blood moon light that Brand was trying hard to drive was like a laser pen that kept turning on and off. Even though it was small, it was extremely annoying!

The wind tunnel pupils of the Dust Dragon stared at Brand's tiny body. The oppressive feeling of the world-destroying level was carried by the sighing wind, whistling past Brand's body!

Brand's golden hair danced wildly in the wind.

Then, those hairs that he was proud of actually fell off his scalp directly, as if all vitality was extinguished, and disappeared messily at the end of the world...

Brand was stunned.

He subconsciously reached out and touched the smooth top of his head that looked like an egg, and his mouth opened unconsciously...

"Fk you!!! You s" Brand's mother tongue, which had not been used for a long time, burst out at this moment. He was furious and cursed in the air. Even when he was pressed to the ground and beaten by the Fushenghui Hall, he was not so angry.

Brand cursed very dirty, spit flying in the air, but the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly.

At this time, the skeleton skull of the Dust Dragon also slowly opened its huge mouth...

The sighing wind rushed into the dragon's mouth, and at the same time, the continuous dark clouds and dust floating in the air were also swept in, as if a terrifying vortex appeared in the void, swallowing everything madly!

A dragon's breath was brewing in it! !

Compared with this, Brand's shouting and cursing was somewhat pale and helpless. He was locked by the dragon's breath and his face was extremely ugly. He turned around and ran without hesitation!

The wind swept into the body of the Dust Dragon, and it collapsed and compressed madly in the skeleton, and finally a wisp of strange blue light appeared, wrapped in the gray wind, like lightning jumping freely!

When the blue light filled the body of the Dust Dragon, its wind hole pupils also lit up, and a dragon's breath rushed out of its mouth! !

Woo--! !

A colorless breeze blew through the void.

After the blue light was ejected from Xizai's mouth, it disappeared, as if it was crushed and merged into the wind. The wind blew through the void air, making a sound similar to a sigh, sad and desolate.

Brand exclaimed, and slapped his hands on his head without hesitation, blasting himself into a blood mist, floating in the air...

The sighing wind of nothingness passed through the blood mist and silently blew towards the main city of Hongchen below.

...

"...Dragon?"

Uncle Quan looked through the window and saw the strange bone dragon in the sky, his eyes full of disbelief.

Not only him, but also several other people from the Huang Group around him saw this scene, and their mouths were so shocked that they could swallow a goose egg... Even though they saw too many unimaginable things today, it was still too shocking for such a Western dragon to appear in the sky above Hongchen.

After separating from Huang Suyue and the others, Uncle Quan and the others found the largest shelter in the area and set up three traps around it. Perhaps due to luck, no accidents happened during the process.

So far, only two silver monsters have come to search around, and they were led to one of the traps and were directly blown into pieces...

After that, Uncle Quan took everyone and hid in this small building together.

"The dragon came here?"

"No... it seemed to just blow here."

"... Blow a breath?"

Everyone looked at the bone dragon in the sky through the corner of the window, wondering. The dragon was far away from here, so everyone was not too nervous, but more curious.

One second, two seconds...

After a while, the corners of everyone's clothes and hair were gently blown up by a gust of wind.

"Where does the wind come from?" A member of the Huang Group frowned and looked around. "Have we locked all the windows here tightly?"

Uncle Quan's brows were also tightly knitted. Just as he was about to say something, the window in front of him creaked and slowly fell down!

"Be careful!"

Uncle Quan led everyone to retreat in time. The next moment, the window fell off the ground and broke into pieces.

Bang!

Before everyone could react, bursts of harsh creaking sounds came from all directions!

One bolt after another fell off the building and fell to the ground with a clang. Then, the whole house shook violently. All the load-bearing columns were like dry grass in the wind, twisted and distorted, and the triangular structure of the roof also collapsed inexplicably...

"Structure", collapsing!

The whole small building was like a house of cards blown away by someone. The walls, doors, roofs, everything was like falling apart and smashing into everyone's faces!

Uncle Quan's pupils suddenly contracted!

Bang--! ! !

Amid the deafening roar, everyone was submerged by the building.

But then, a ray of green light flashed, and the walls and floors around them were shattered out of thin air, and fine stones scattered on the ground. Everyone's face was pale, as if they had escaped death.

Among the people in the Huang Group, there were also third-level Shinto owners. The collapse of the building would naturally not threaten their lives... But this inexplicable change scared everyone directly. They didn't understand what happened at all.

Boom boom boom boom--! ! !

The continuous collapse sound reached the ears of the confused people. They looked back suddenly and found that all the buildings were collapsing wherever the sighing breeze passed.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can see that everything in the main city of Hongchen is falling in all directions like dominoes. Even the broken walls that were smashed before are like wheat ears falling to the ground in the wind...

In the blink of an eye, one-fifth of the Red Dust Main City had been razed to the ground.

Dust rolled up, and a giant dragon covered the sky;

"This..."

Everyone stared at this scene in shock, speechless for a moment.

In front of the seemingly gentle and harmless dragon breath, the civilization that the Red Dust Main City had spent hundreds of years to build was like dust on the table, which disappeared without a trace after being gently brushed away...

"Wait... No!!"

When everyone was paying attention to the collapse of the building, Uncle Quan seemed to remember something and looked in a certain direction!

He ran there!

Although the other people from the Huang Group didn't understand what happened, they followed as soon as possible... They passed through layers of flying dust, stepped over many collapsed walls, and finally came to an open space.

"Shelter? What are we doing here..."

Before the last word was uttered, everyone was shocked and stood there in a daze.

Woo-woo--

The sobbing wind echoed in the dust like a mourning sigh;

The ground in front of everyone had collapsed deeply, and countless building ruins covered it. An extremely huge sinkhole appeared in front of everyone... and at this time, under the sinkhole, a trace of scarlet blood was spreading wildly!