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Chapter 607: What a God 1

"My beast god, you actually showed up." After the White Tiger clan leader realized what he was doing, he looked at the original black iron chain that trapped him, and bowed down respectfully.

This is the power that gave birth to their ancestors, this is the origin of their beast race, this is the god of the beast race.

Without saying a word, the Phoenix Clan Leader immediately removed all resistance from his body. Facing the god who gave birth to them, they only felt gratitude and respect, and never had any intention of resisting.

"I was wrong, please God punish me." The leader of the dragon clan was more direct. He simply stopped motionless in mid-air and allowed the original black power to extract his dragon tendons. Even if he died, he would die in the hands of the beast god.

glory.

Bowing to the ground, Old Xuanwu spread out his claws. Instead of worshiping the power, he bowed to Mo Qianchen: "We have eyes that cannot recognize Mount Tai, so please don't blame me and the younger generation."

Standing in mid-air, Mo Qianchen glanced at the four chiefs of the clan who had different expressions but were all respectful. He smiled slowly and said: "Being called a beast god is serious, I just met by chance."

As soon as the sound fell, Mo Qianchen waved his wrist slightly, and the original black iron chain that bound the four people suddenly retreated out of thin air. He stretched out his hand to catch the original black power. Mo Qianchen glanced at the dragon clan leader lightly: "Human

If you don’t forget your roots, your sins will not lead to death.”

Although the leader of the dragon clan is not a good person, he respects his ancestors and does not forget his roots, so he is not a bad person.

After saying this, the leader of the Dragon Clan actually nodded his head at Mo Qianchen: "Sin."

The original black power in his hand quickly settled down. Mo Qianchen flicked his sleeves and robe, and all the lotus energy around him dissipated into the air in an instant.

Falling straight down like a breeze, Mo Qianchen glanced at the gambling board below, with a smile on his face: "You lost."

The pointer pointed squarely at the treasure cell in front of her.

After saying this, the faces of the elders of the four major clans who flew down from the air twitched. The four of them raised their hands towards Mo Qianchen and said, "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. We are convinced that we lost today."

Mo Qianchen smiled when he heard the words, with a calm and leisurely expression.

"That's more like it. If you lose, just accept it. This still saves me some face." The little fat man jumped up from the ground at this time, ran to the gambling board, grabbed the treasures that the four patriarchs bet on, and went to

Hug back.

When Old Xuanwu heard this, his face was filled with shame. He bowed to Mo Qianchen and said, "What happened today is really embarrassing to me. I..."

"Winning and losing are commonplace. How can we prepare for the Xuanwu clan leader to lose a game? This is something he can't afford to lose." Before Old Xuanwu finished speaking, Mo Qianchen interrupted with a smile: "I am an eighth-level student.

It’s not unfair to lose to me.”

After saying this, the four chiefs looked even more guilty. Mo Qianchen obviously didn't want them to have any inner demons by being so frank. Their actions today really did not leave any face to the Orcs.

But, damn, it’s level eight, it’s level eight, no wonder it’s so strong.

"Mom, the roasted sheep is ready, come and eat." After holding the treasure and throwing it on the pile of treasures, the little fat man waved to Mo Qianchen and shouted with a greedy face.

Mo Qianchen smiled when he heard this, made a casual gesture to the four patriarchs, turned around and walked towards the little fat man, as if she completely ignored the fight and eating roasted lamb was her real purpose.
Chapter completed!