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Wing-Man Island, in the northern part of the Kamigawa Valley, on a piece of high ground, sits countless large and small tree stumps, like a huge plum blossom array. 【Reading.com】

It also seems inaccurate to say that they are tree stumps, because the lowest of these stumps are two people high, and the highest is even tens of meters high

The outside of the stump is covered with thick bark, and the thick roots of the tree protrude from the surface, some even higher than the stump, forming a natural fence.

On the section of each stump, the annual wheel rotates, forming a green whirlpool, and from time to time there are winged people flying around, through the whirlpool in and out of the stump, although they are busy, but in an orderly manner, without the slightest sense of panic when the big war is coming.

A large tree stump in the center, although not tall, but large, the size of a basketball court, cracked a gap in the middle, forming a natural passage, and at this moment the portal of the passage was protected by powerful winged guards.

As we walked down this deep tunnel, the venue gradually opened up, and at the end, a bright hall appeared.

The four walls of the hall are natural trees, maintaining a dry texture, and the top of the head is a swirling green vortex, and the whole hall exudes a fresh breath and a bit of solemnity.

The patriarch of the Yique tribe, the king of the Winged Terran tribe, and the king of Yimin, sat on a wooden chair as white as jade, and was not angry.

He was tall, wearing a white robe, his long golden hair hung down behind him like flowing water, and his fair face showed the delicacy and smoothness of a woman.

But this did not affect the majesty of this king in the slightest, because on his forehead, a red tattoo was engraved.

That's the head of Yizhi, Xie Tianci, the head of the Ascending Tower, Zu Qianhao, maybe he will let him take a look at it more, as for Xiao Qiang, an insignificant little person, it is really not worth his time to waste his attention.

Yi Ming quickly forgot the name Xiao Qiang, he stood up, the silver wings behind him spread, and the whole person flew up, suspended above the sand table.

This is the Heavenly Hidden Continent, the place where the tribe of my winged people will rise again, and soon, they will be subjugated to our feet

Yi Ming's wings shone with a brilliant silver light, and he tilted his head, the stinger on the flower ornament flashed red, almost piercing his colorful eyes, and suddenly let out a shocking laugh.

Just when the ambush soldiers of the Winged People were ordered to attack and ambush Zu Xiaofei, Xiao Qiang had already come to the main altar of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Ice Ruler Peak.

Revisiting the old place, there is always a bit of emotion that things are wrong, but unfortunately he didn't come with emotion, this place has temporarily become the general headquarters of the Alliance of the Strong, according to the convention, since he has come to participate in the war, he always has to report for duty.

The dragon envoy abyss and Xiao Qiang went hand in hand, and said solemnly: "Xiao Qiang, you only have ears, everything is arranged by this seat, always remember, you are not only responsible for yourself, but a hundred people" to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation