Chapter: 8872

But the light slowly fluttered upwards, like a flying ribbon, and dissipated in just three seconds.

brush!

Zhang Han's face became paler.

He staggered and fell from the air, sitting slumped on the boulder.

The waves ahead were howling, one after another, playing a lament.

Zhang Han seemed to be petrified, his eyes lost their color.

His eyes didn't blink, and his whole body was sluggish.

The light and shadow of the second thought appeared in the far distance for a moment, and whispered sadly:

"This is your heart calamity, her death calamity."

As for Zhang Han, his heart was empty, as if he had lost his soul, and he sat on the rocks by the sea, letting the sea breeze blow.

His long hair, from the roots, quickly turned white, and his whole body became vicissitudes.

As if the picture was fixed, only Zhang Han's white hair fluttered slightly with the sea breeze of the melody of the lament.

This moment is frozen, this moment is like eternity.

"This, this, this..."

The Wanzu who saw the picture fell silent.

They couldn't believe it. Under such circumstances, Immortal Hanyang still made a comeback.

But the images that linger in their minds.

Only the hoarse cry.

Hanyang Xianjun was defeated.

They all knew that this might be a huge blow.

regret?

Some people regretted it, but more races immediately suggested:

"Prince Warren is dead, my lords, take us away quickly, my lords."

But they didn't expect that this group of teams also fell into a sluggish state.

"His Royal Highness is dead."

"Go back to the empire and report the news."

"Change the channel mode and maintain one-way."

Whoosh whoosh!

Those few spaceships left behind.

People of all races kept flying into the air, trying to pass through the passage, but they couldn't get close at all.