The giant gold feathers of the western wing fluttered, unlike Xiao Yu's sharp bow flying north into the golden region, as if it were painted into a prison, as if the power of a bar was rippling through the air circle after circle!
It's as small as a pinhole, hairy like cow hair. In the blink of an eye, it had already landed. There were many rainforests covered with gold. This picture looked very solid! Half of it fell outside the golden zone!
Some movements, like the explosion of my grenade, began to appear after the first rainbow thread fell. The rhythm was everywhere, the force great, and the surrounding ground started shaking, accidentally, with a bang, even the treetops around began to sway unwittingly.
At first glance, I'm afraid this is an ordinary military zone with billions of bullets simultaneously bombarding the same target.
