Mr. Yang knew that he could no longer save him.

He slowly, little by little, turned his face to one direction, which was the direction of the evil curse Black Abyss, and then his eyes were frozen, as if they were hoping, as if they were hoping.

In a trance, he seemed to have seen the God King in white back again, with a thousand-year-old style, defending the world with one hand.

He hopes to witness this scene.

But he couldn't wait.

"God King, Yang Yi has done his best..."

His eyes closed and his breath was cut off!

Mr. Yang, die!

...

After writing this chapter, I felt sad.
Chapter completed!