"Take it as long as it's given to you. In my eyes, this divine scale is not even classy!"

Feng Yao, who had just finished the phone call, heard this sentence. She subconsciously wanted to refute, but thinking of Qin Tian's power, she chose to shut up.

Afterwards, Feng Yao continued to drive Qin Tian back.

In the car, Qin Tian glanced at Feng Yao who was driving, and said to Liu Qianqian, "I just gave you a magic weapon, do you want to thank me?"

"How do you want me to thank you?" Liu Qianqian blinked her beautiful eyes and had a bad feeling.

"Wear that red suspender skirt tonight..." Qin Tian looked up and down and smiled.

America, White Rice Palace.

At this moment, led by the heads of state of the suzerain country and the United States, the heads of state gathered again.

When everyone saw the ugly face of the head of state of the United States, they knew that things were in trouble!

"Master Mi, but our people died in Daxia?" asked a dark-skinned leader.

"Yes!" Sect Master Mi nodded.

"Are they blocked by those old guys from Daxia?" someone in the audience asked.

"If that's the case, I'm not that worried, but the problem is, the three people we sent out were all killed by that kid!"

"The Divine Scales also fell into the hands of that boy!"

"That kid killed them all? Could that kid be a land god?" the head of state F said in surprise.

"It doesn't look like it so far. He should have relied on a powerful weapon to kill Corey and the others!"

"But even so, his strength is far above that of ordinary half-step land gods!"

"This kid is still so young. If time passes, we may be facing catastrophe!"

"Master Mi, let's join forces, we can't give that kid any more time to grow!" An old man in the field stood up and said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!