Without the overlords, even the head altar of Ancient Gods Clan was like an uninhabited land for the clan leader.
" Roar! " The many Ancient Godfiends above the headquarters roared in unison.
The tribe leader turned a blind eye to this. As he took a step forward, his baleful aura condensed into the tip of a spear and stabbed out.
Each spear destroyed an ancient god's shadow.
The Clan Leader came to the headquarters of the Ancient Gods Clan and stood still. The formation protecting the headquarters of the Ancient Gods Clan also collapsed.
Peng Feng and Du Qiming, the two elders who were in charge of the formation, both spat out blood.
Although Peng Feng was protected by the Guilty Demon Armor, as the person in charge of the array, his injuries were more serious than Du Qiming's.
However, the tribe leader did not pay attention to the two of them. Instead, he directly descended to the place where Jiang Yi was in seclusion.
