Suddenly, a powerful voice resounded through the sky and exploded in everyone's ears, horrifying the many soldiers gathered around.

Shui Changdong, the name of the lord of the rain tribe, who is so bold that he dares to call Shui Changdong the name of the Daming?

For a moment, Xia Tuo saw that the four tribes in front of him all stood up, and the depressed aura on his body began to rise, and there was a faint shadow of a big river-like airflow surrounding his body, surging like a wave.

call out!

The next moment, I saw an eagle crying and roaring above the sky, the big eagle spread its wings and shining golden light. As the feathers fanned, the sky wind roared and hovered above the sky.

Above the golden eagle was a very tall man.

In an instant, the rolling momentum poured down from the sky, making everyone fall down and unable to get up.

Shui Changdong and the three people around him looked at each other, and then spoke out: "I didn't expect that the barren land of my northern wasteland would lead to the arrival of the seven elders of the Black Crow Tribe. I was really flattered."

Chiu!

The golden eagle cried and its voice was harsh. Many tribesmen in the Qiuyu tribe roared directly with their ears, and bleeding from the corners of their mouths fell to the ground.

A truly pure blood-level beast is comparable to a warrior in the human race's heavenly vein realm.
Chapter completed!