Marquis Jinghai gave a slight gift and reached the top of the throne.

"The Cangzhi Continent is about to return. The three Majesties, the High Priests and many clones left by the princes in the Cangma Continent all went to the Chaos outside the sky. This competition of the Ten Thousand Races will be hosted by you and I."

The handsome Holy Martial King smiled slightly and said.

Marquis Jinghai slightly swept over the phantoms shrouded by the divine lights, nodded slightly and said, "All the sages of all races have gone to Chaos Heaven, so naturally our human race cannot fall behind."

Buzz ~

Suddenly, a blue light appeared on an idle throne and flashed in a flash. A tall figure, which was as bright as glass, came to the throne.

"The God of Wind is Supreme, have you not gone to the sky?"

The Holy Martial King seemed a little surprised and said to the man who looked like blue glass in the sky.

This man is a sacred person in the Shenfeng clan, with a high status and a strong strength that is not inferior to the kings of the human race.

"The son of the Holy Bull King of the Demon Clan killed 13 people from the Shenfeng Clan, of course I want to come and have a look."

Shen Feng Wushang looked coldly at another free throne and said coldly: "If my Shen Feng tribe wins this battle, Lao Manniu will not have to go back to your 1.13 million descendants."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A heroic laugh came from the throne. A man with a body like an iron tower and a face like a light gold appeared on the throne, and sneered: "Old cow, my descendants are billions, so what if you want to kill millions? But this time, you lost the Shenfeng clan. Then, I will take another thirteen little green skins and eat them!"

"Old man bull!"
Chapter completed!