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Chapter Ninety:(2/2)

After all, everyone in the world knows that two powerful competitors for the position of the Great Emperor have been cultivated in the Yaoguang Holy Land!

But who made things happen so coincidental?

Therefore, for Yaoguang Holy Land, the birth of all ancient races is actually a good thing.

"How to say other places, Zhongzhou, Beiyuan, and Nanyuan... they can't just let us bear the pressure brought by these ancient antiques on the one hand, right?"

"It's almost the same. Ancient tribes were born in the south and north. They said they didn't have the strength to take care of our place. Zhongzhou was quite calm. But recently I heard about the discovery of a stone man's holy spirit. The major dynasties over there were busy looking for the traces of the Holy Spirit all over the world, and they didn't have time to pay attention to our place... Instead, we still want to help take care of their quarry. As for the price, the Qishi Mansion will be divided into more places in the East Wilderness when the Qishi Mansion is reopened this time, and as for the Western Desert... you know that group of monks."

As he spoke, Yaoguang actually shook his shoulders at Gao Wen naughtyly, saying that he should not think too much. Donghuang Holy Land can only rely on himself, and no one will come to help you at this moment.

The western desert...

The ghost place is full of monks, and it is really impossible to pour oil into it. Not to mention the ancient clan’s revival, even serious human monks cannot get in.

The basic foundation of the Amitabha Emperor, even if an ancient clan runs in, he will be transformed into a guardian!

Well, that's what I said, but there is no hope. Others don't want to go in, and these monks are too lazy to come out, so it's quite reassuring.

If the Beidou human race was really defeated by the ancient race, why would the Ximo Desert be a self-protection land?

Thinking of this in my heart, Gao Wen was speechless.

"So, we are here to support the main force of the ancient ten thousand races, but in the end there is no support at all?"

"Didn't Zhongzhou say that he would give more places to Qishi Mansion?"

Yaoguang replied lazily.

"Qishi Mansion? What the hell is that place?"

"A ancient secret realm, I heard that there are many treasures inside, and it is said that there is also a teleportation array that is teleportation outside the domain..."

"That's it?"

Gao Wen couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this: "Which holy land will lack these rags?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want? Do you think they can give us a few holy soldiers, or do you think they can give us a few emperors to come?"

"No...If those who are not mentioned in the void, how can they use the spiritual medicines that have been used for thousands of years and the spiritual materials for forging holy soldiers? If they really can't do it, he can support the saints!"

"Hey, don't say, this one is really there!"

"who?"

"Old acquaintance, Xia Jiuyou's grandfather, this Yaochi gathering, he will be the abbot of the human race."

“Damn it!
Chapter completed!
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