In an instant, the hundreds of golden-armored giants who took action exploded into powder on the spot.

"The leader said that the bloodline of the ancient race must be continued, but that doesn't mean it can't be killed."

"If you dare to attack us, you will die!"

Gong Qingqiu's voice was cold.

A race with more than 100,000 people can continue without any pressure.

The total number of golden-armored giants in this canyon exceeds one million. They are considered a huge group. There is no problem in killing some arrogant people and intimidating them.

"Stop, everyone, stop!"

The golden-armored giant Emperor quickly waved his giant ax to stop some tribesmen who were about to commit suicide.

"who are you?"

The golden-armored giant Heavenly Emperor looked at Gong Qingqiu and asked in a deep voice.

Gong Qingqiu held the holy soldier piccolo and said loudly:

"I am Gong Qingqiu, the elder of the Piaomiao Sect."

"The headmaster has an order. If an ancient race is born, it must not conflict with the local forces in China. If the local forces in China take action against the ancient race, we, the Piaomiao Sect, will not tolerate it and will punish them severely!"

These few words are blessed by the holy soldier Piccolo.

After three breaths.

The entire Chinese mainland heard Gong Qingqiu's voice that contained powerful holy power.

Some ancient race masters who were in conflict with the local forces in China felt the terrifying holy power, and they all fell silent and immediately stopped fighting.

These words immediately restored calm in China.

Wonderful holy land.

"Gong Qingqiu, this bitch, she actually refined the Holy Soldier Piccolo, she deserves to die!"

Yin Rurong felt what was happening outside and became furious.
Chapter completed!