C618 The Elder of the God Race

"It's the wrath of heaven again!"

Duanmu Qing sneered and looked at the Crimson Rock Tribe territory that was covered in blood. He said coldly: "It's just an excuse for the weak."

The moment he finished speaking, Duanmu Qing's figure flashed and headed towards the territory of the Heavenly Peak Tribe.

At the same time, Jiang Chen was sitting cross-legged in the cave of Tongtian Mountain