"Telekinesis Ancestor! If I, Zhuu Peng, kill him, this will be a lifelong bragging right for me!"
"The people of the Ancient Thought Clan must be out of their minds to let a young brat become the Telekinesis Ancestor!!!"
"No challenge at all, I could crush him with just one finger!"
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Many strong warriors of the Poison Vortex Tribe charged towards Qin Chen!
Simultaneously, they uttered disdainful voices!
Gazing at the figures coming for him, at this moment, Qin Chen's eyes were filled with a chilling coldness!
He could smell the faint scent of blood from these people!
Smelling this blood scent, Qin Chen seemed to see the shocking scene of Qingyun Tribe's clansmen being slaughtered!
"Slaughtering the Qingyun Tribe's people..."
"Today, I want you all to... kneel and repent!!!"
Swish—
As soon as Qin Chen's words fell, his body shot forward!
"Five Venerables!"
Bang!
Instantly, five different attributed Telekinesis King's Images appeared above his head!
