Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Dozens of flowing lights rushed into the airspace of the ancient gods like meteors falling from the sky.

"What's going on?"

When the ancient gods saw this scene, they frowned.

Some people, after experiencing the previous scene, seemed to have a very shadow on this and looked uneasy.

The stream of light approached and turned into dozens of powerful figures.

This is the first time Zhao Fang has seen these people.

But Zhao Fang is not unfamiliar with the blood power flowing on them.

"Brother Tianhu, what happened? I felt the aura of a foreign race in the clan. What happened to the ancient gods?"

A middle-aged man with red hair shawls, fierce dragon and tiger, and majestic demeanor, strode towards Gu Tianhu and others, and asked at the same time.

"What a tragic battle! At least a strong man in the late stage of the God Lord realm!"
Chapter completed!