Chapter 1009: The forces of the crying canyon

Huang Ji tore the mask on his face, revealing his true expression.
From the outside, he was quite young, his face was slightly immature, tears were already in his eyes at this moment!
"How can you become a castaway from God?"
"Still dormant in places like Crying Canyon..."
"Like you, how much is there in the entire Crying Canyon?"
Fang Fan issued several questions in a row, and everything in front of him had potential to be developed.
"Under the crown of the desolate god, the desolate clan is too bitter!"
"We don't want to be God forsaken, we can only become God forsaken!"
"Since the news of the fall under the crown of the desolate gods, the gods began to issue oracles to completely wipe out our desolate race!"
"Those running dogs of the gods began to jump frantically, surrounding our barren race!"
"Although my desert tribe warriors fought to the end, they finally retreated because they were outnumbered!"
"The situation has taken a turn for the worse! The remaining members of the Huang Clan can only flee!"
"At first, we were hiding in a good place, and we each found our own new home. We discussed each other and prepared to get ready!"
"It's just I didn't expect that the turmoil of my desert clan gave birth to a part of the cartilage, so I surrendered to the gods and became the running dogs of the gods!"
"The gods use them to chase us down! They know the habits of our wild race, and know where we will hide... Gradually, our last living space is gone!"
"Many desert tribes have turned into slaves of ten thousand tribes in desperation!"
"The rest of the desert race hides in dangerous Jedi similar to Crying Canyon! This kind of place is too sinister, and most people don't dare to go, this has become our only chance to survive!"
"We are disgusted by the gods, and we regard you as enemies, and over time, we will have the title of God forsaken! Of course, we don't care at all, think this is good..."
"There are thousands of deserted tribesmen like me in the entire Crying Canyon..."
"Of course, the forces in the crying gorge are intricate and complicated. Our wild tribe belongs to one of the big forces, but there are many other forces that can compete with us..."
"For example, the Brahma Clan, the Meteorite Clan..."
"They are all the gods of their respective races who have fallen, and are eventually chased by the gods!"
"Speaking of which, some of the gods they were loyal to before were gods under the crown of the wild gods, and some were enemies under the crown of the wild gods! Of course, they are all reduced to this field, and the grievances between each other must be put down and confronted. Only the gods can get a chance!"
"Those like them who don't want to be slaves to the gods can only hide with us in places like Crying Canyon!"
Huang Ji has talked a lot, and many times he kept tears while talking.
The body also quivered unnaturally, and the sound of breathing became even more sincere!
Fang Fan sighed secretly, leaving aside the others, he admired the integrity of these deserted tribesmen!
They all believed that the of desolation was dead! But I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed since they were all dead. Their belief in the gods has never changed!
"Ding! Mad believers +1!"
Fang Fan nodded secretly with a system sound coming from his ear.
Unsurprisingly, this newly-emerged tenth-level mad believer is Huang Yi!
Basically every pure desert tribe is the best candidate for tenth-level mad believers!
The solidity of faith is unparalleled.