The scene seemed to freeze.
Kachaa! Kachaa!
Cracks.
From the position of 'eternal night', between the eyebrows of the' true dragon of military formation', cracks spread rapidly like a spider web. In an instant, they spread to the dragon's tail.
The expression on eternal night's face froze.
His life force was rapidly flowing away.
"Your Majesty!"
"No!"
“……”
countless generals and soldiers were wailing.
The voice was filled with sorrow.
"Jiang Zhizhi, Jiang Li Zhizhi."
Yong ye opened his mouth and reached out his right hand. His fingers were like an eagle's claw, as if he was going to grab Jiang Li's neck and strangle him.
His eyes were filled with endless killing intent.
And hatred.
Jiang Li's eyes were calm.
This gaze.
Jiang Li had seen too much.
Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz! "whoosh!!!"
At this moment.
