"Brother, come, let's drink!"
"Brother, you look a little unfamiliar. What's your name?"
"My surname is ye, and my name is Futian!"
"Ye ... Futian? This name is awesome! What an imposing manner! But why have I never heard of it before?"
"Hey! I'm from a small place, how can I compare to you, brother! Come, let's drink!"
Tang Hao was like a fish in water, mingling with a group of Protoss geniuses.
"Speaking of which, what was that nine-colored divine light that day? It's been more than half a month, and we still haven't found out!" On the high platform, an elite put down his wine cup and said.
"Who knows? I thought it was the Black Lotus sect who got it, but it wasn't them."
"That level of divine light must be a world-shaking divine item. I'm guessing it's an ancestral god weapon. But it's a pity that there's no trace left behind. I can't trace it at all."
Hearing this, the heaven's favorites all put down their wine glasses, their expressions serious.
