"Capture the dragon."

At this critical moment, Ye Zhiqiu silently recited the word "capture the dragon" in his heart, stretched out his hands, and drew a circle in front of him.

Just when the endless army of skeletons arrived in front of Ye Zhiqiu and tried to cut Ye Zhiqiu's corpse into thousands of pieces, they all dissipated.

It seems that all this is just an illusion!

"How can this be?"

The two luthiers were shocked.

They never expected that their most powerful killing move would actually fail.

How can this be?

"This is science."

Ye Zhiqiu made a faint sound, continued to draw circles with one hand, put the other hand into his clothes, and then took out... a pistol.

In a flash of light, four bullets streaked through the void, hitting the two luthiers between their eyebrows.

Heaven and earth are broken, death.
Chapter completed!