C433 Struggle!

"Tiangang people?"

A hoarse voice sounded, accompanied by the sound of bones colliding. It sounded extremely terrifying.

"You can speak?" Yan Shuangyu frowned. The clone in front of him had far exceeded his expectations.

"Why can't I speak?" The clone sneered, "You Tiangang people are actually so arrogant. When our Mystic Spirit Race dominated countless planes