After they came to their senses, Shi Ruge and He Qianxing ran towards Jin Ge one after another.

"Don't come here, Taoist priest, protect Ruge!" Jin Ge quickly made a gesture to them and said, enduring the severe pain on his body.

In this way, Yi Zhuofeng no longer stood there. He tilted his sword high, flew forward, used nine success powers, and waved the eight-clawed fire dragon.

He cut off the claw that the eight-clawed fire dragon was sinking into the back of the golden spear.

Then, Jin Ge felt relieved and hurriedly reached out to wrap his hand around Tang Yuying's waist, hugged her and immediately broke free from the dangerous range.

"Jin Ge, how are you?" Tang Yuying, who had recovered her consciousness, almost cried and asked Jin Ge with concern.

"Don't cry, I can't die..." Jin Ge comforted her meaninglessly. However, as he spoke, his voice became weaker and weaker, and his eyelids suddenly became heavier.

Naturally, he hugged Tang Yuying and stopped walking, nor was he unable to walk.

He stood there, slowly closing his eyes, and his body seemed to be about to fall.

Suddenly, Tang Yuying quickly supported him and shouted, "Jin Ge!"

Seeing this, Shi Ruge hurriedly stepped forward and supported Jin Ge's body.

"Don't worry about me, go and help Yi Zhuofeng..." Jin Ge said to them again.

Shi Ruge looked forward again and indeed saw Yi Zhuofeng still fighting against the Eight-Clawed Fire Chi.

The eight-clawed Fire Dragon, whose claws were cut off, also aggravated countless times.

At such a moment, Chu Shaolong and Zhang Zijun on the side finally couldn't stand it anymore, because it was not unreasonable.

Once the ship is destroyed and sunk, no one of them will survive in this vast sea.
Chapter completed!