"Kid, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Do you know that near my Poison Vortex Tribe, there is a Super Tribe of my Demon Thought Clan?!"
Poison Vortex gritted his teeth, his gaze gloomily fixed on Qin Chen!
If he knelt today, it would become a lifelong stain in Poison Vortex's life!
He cannot kneel!
Demon Thought Clan Super Tribe!
Hearing Poison Vortex's words!
The people from both the Qingyun Tribe and Wuumu Tribe changed their expressions!
Especially Wuu Han Yan and others!
Their faces turned ghastly pale in an instant, devoid of any color!
Super Tribe, these four words carry a kind of deterrent power!
"With such a big commotion on our side, the Super Tribe of the Demon Thought Clan, the Blood Crow Tribe, must have already noticed!"
"When the strong individuals from the Blood Crow Tribe arrive, are you sure you can resist them?"
"Or do you think your outcome will be any better?"
Poison Vortex continued to grit his teeth and said!
