The gate of Jiuhui City has been looser.

The city gate frame that required about a thousand soldiers to force was pulled open was pulled by him alone!

puff!

When the second stream of light penetrated his body, Ji Canghai sprayed blood again.

He still pulled hard.

The city gate sounded again.

"Why not hard?"

The old voice came into Ji Canghai's ears, and at the same time, the third stream of light penetrated into his heart.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Ji Canghai has no strength anymore.

He slowly turned his head with a golden stick.

What I saw were the corpses and blood of warriors in the East China Sea.

What I saw again was a dense army full of blood.

Scarlet blood kept flowing at the corner of Ji Canghai's mouth.

Six hundred thousand East China Sea Army, no one will survive in this battle!

An old dwarf man who was only one meter tall stood detached from the outside hundreds of meters away, with a distant face.

Ji Canghai stared at him and then grinned.

"Ji Canghai, you are tired." Mang said lightly.

"Ahem..."

Ji Canghai smiled bitterly: "Mang, you mess with my Tianlong bloodline and you won't die a good death!"

The old dwarf is silent.

Ji Canghai turned around, trembling his hands, and went to pull the city gate frame.

The old dwarf turned around and took a step slowly.

Ji Canghai held the city gate frame, but unfortunately, he no longer had the strength to pull it anymore.

The hand that was placed on the city gate frame was still tightly held.

The hand holding a golden stick is still supporting it.

But his head slowly fell down.

Ji Canghai, the king of the East China Sea, fell!

"hold head high!"

In the palace, the Altar of the Dragon.

The sculpture of the green dragon makes a mournful roar.

This sound spread all over the world.

In the king's bedroom, Emperor Jiu trembled all over.

Even though he had guessed the ending, he still couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

"There is no king in the East China Sea... Shouldn't I be happy? Why... Why..."

Under the feet of the king, tears were ruthless on the face of the cold winter.

The wind and sand stopped outside Jiuhui City.

After returning to the city, the battle stopped.

Blood flowed out from the closed gate of Jiuhui City and into everyone's eyes.

"The King of the East has fallen."

At the same time, Xu Yi, Shen Zhuo, and Qiu Hentian's hands trembled slightly.

Hou Yuanqin's face was pale.

In the situation of the falling star, the king will die.

It was fulfilled on the Eastern King!

Xu Yi's eyes were red, and he quickly climbed up bloodshots, and he roared to the sky: "Send the King of the East China Sea!"

"Send the King of the East China Sea!"

"Send the King of the East China Sea!"

Nearly two million troops, with weapons in their hands standing up, and they all knelt on the ground.
Chapter completed!