The boundary of the territory is the boundless and vast Yangtze River. The water is rushing like thousands of troops and horses, which is extremely shocking.
On the bank of the river is the first city at the gateway to the territory, the city of Parthias.
The master of this city is a powerful virtual god, but the one who really holds the power is an elder of the inner clan.
Early morning two days later.
The city gate that had been closed suddenly opened slowly, and hundreds of ancient masters wearing armor poured out of the city, neatly lined up on both sides. In the center of the city gate stood a blond young man with a broad forehead and a high nose.
The young man has a very strong physique. He is wearing a piece of light armor made of divine skin. His slightly curly blond hair is spread over his shoulders. He carries a sharp holy sword on his back. This man has a very unruly temperament. He is the Lord of this city, Parthias.
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As if waiting for something quietly, his green eyes were always staring at the distant sky.
Suddenly, hundreds of rays of meteor light flew over, and a group of foreign gods were seen landing in front of the city gate in an instant.
Partias' originally contemptuous expression suddenly changed when he saw the foreign gods. His eyes shrank and he stared at the sixteen ancient gods from the universe and star sea beside the ancestor god.
With his own strength, he can't actually see through their auras, which is really terrifying.
He was ordered to greet the foreigners here, and he could also take the opportunity to observe the strength of the foreigners. However, the lineup displayed by the foreigners this time was extremely terrifying, and even he was shocked for a moment as if he had lost his soul.
The ancient god guards on the side were even more horrified. They didn't know where the foreigners found so many masters. If they were allowed to enter the territory and any conflict occurred, the situation would be terrible.
Pastia calmed down and said: "Chief Cangyang, what do you want to do by bringing so many masters to participate in the competition between the two clans?"
Before Mu Cangyang could speak, a cold snort came from the crowd, and the figure of the Great Demon God flashed in front of Partias, staring directly at his face with his cold eyes, saying: "Who are you?
If you dare to block the way of this demon god, get out of my sight immediately."
Partias's face changed, and his face suddenly became cold, and he sneered: "No matter who you are, if you dare to make trouble here, you will only end up in hell."
"Do you want to taste my sword?" A trace of strong murderous intent emanated from the Great Demon God. That ancient and powerful aura almost scared the surrounding ancient masters out of their wits.