"Break for me!" Tang Zhong roared.
At the same time, the heads of the ten Flame Dragon Soldiers crashed down; before they hit the ground, their powerful aura scattered in every direction.
One could see the golden aura surge like a wild wind, sweeping everything around it.
In an instant, the entire area descended into chaos; no one had anticipated such an outcome.
The whirlwind kicked up dust to the sky, forming tornadoes that swept through the vicinity, peeling the earth from the ground as if it was alive.
It was clear to see objects continuously getting sucked into the tornado; debris from the ground all flew into it. What was once merely a tornado was now a full-blown dirt devil.
The scene resembled the end of the world.
The feeble among them couldn't withstand the force of the tornado; they were swept up, spinning in the wind without a chance to scream, crushed into blood and flesh.
