C3855 The Eve of War

In front of Xu Liusu and Wu Yuvlan, the corpse of the 16-winged lightning fell down from the sky.

Its blood was not red, but the blood of thunder. The boiling blood of thunder was spreading in the sky. Although it was dazzling, it looked incomparably cruel in the eyes of Xu Liusu and Wu Yuvlan.

"Dead? Dead?!" Xu Liusu widened his eyes and looked at everything in disbelief.

"It should be