C619 Decay of the Eight-headed Snake

"He's dead for sure." Lu Fang lowered his head, gently shaking it, and said this with a painful expression. He even had the same feeling.

As the heavenly thunder continued to strike them, the eight serpents' skin and flesh began to split open as blood flowed from them. At the same time, the wounds on their bodies continued to increase. Just a few minutes later, they began to feel despair