The entire island was sunk.

"Report to Your Majesty, the island has sunk!"

After taking a look at the results of the battle, Meng Tian replied respectfully.

"Um!"

Ying Zheng didn't look back, but just responded softly, his eyes kept looking at Dongfang Shenzhou.

He looked down at the world, his eyes were cold.

The next moment, the huge floating battleship turned into a black light and flew towards the land of China.

Above the sea, the cold giant ships were like an ancient giant beast, spreading across the sky, stirring the sky, and sailing by in a vast way.

Soon, through the estuary of the Yangtze River, it descended over a coastal city.

The land of China is in chaos.

Changes that have not happened in the past five thousand years.

In Shanghai, people come and go, and there are endless streams.

The poor people hurriedly passed by, and the rich lingered in the bright lights and wine.

The top foreigners looked tall with their heads despised the indigenous people on this land, only to think they were like uncivilized monkeys.

All three religions and other things are mixed with fish and dragons, and they each spend their ordinary and extraordinary day.

At this moment, it became dark.

An invisible pressure seemed to make everyone unable to straighten their waists.

The pedestrians stopped in a hurry.

Everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky.
Chapter completed!