This place just stopped flying and landing, and some lower gods who had already been waiting on the edge of the city rushed over.

"Sir, I will be your guide, and only one thousand divine power units a day."

"Sir, don't listen to him. I know that there are many secrets in this ancient Huangquan cave that can be told to you."

All kinds of self-introductions look like a group of pimps without the majesty of a god.

For mortals, gods are supreme powerhouses, and they are the masters who determine the life and death of hundreds of millions of mortals with one thought.

But for the upper gods, these lower gods are also ants that can be crushed to death by chance.

Looking at this farce of quarrels, Liu Le deeply felt the cruelty of weak strength.

"You're the one..." Liu Le chose a tree man.

Treeman is a rare human race in the universe, and can be said to be no longer humans to a certain extent.

The talent of this clan is their eyes and ears, so this tree man should know the most here.
Chapter completed!