C1338 The internal strife of the heavenly curse tribe

In a cove, the area was filled with incantations.

Qing Jiu's face was cold and harsh, he was being protected behind him.

"Qing Jiu, it's better if you hand over the sacred artifact."

A man whose face was covered in green incantations laughed coldly, "Your bloodline does not have the qualifications to guide the Heavenly Curse Tribe into the future."

Qing Jiu sneered again and again, "Qing Fei