This sound is like a muffled thunder, with a terrible penetration and a more intimidating feeling, which makes Xiao Ye pale.

He looked up and saw a man with purple hair falling from the sky and landing directly in the courtyard.

"Junior brother, my name is Lin Qiong."

The other party is tall and strong, and a terrible aura is filled with every move, like a divine beast, with an immortal charm.

"Um?"

"The lower level of Taoist God Realm creature!"

Xiao Ye's eyes suddenly froze and his thoughts surged.

On the way to the tribe world, he found Zuo Wu to learn a lot.

Among the tribes, the most numerous are the descendants of the ancient gods.

Those who can live in the realm of the clan in this state will naturally not be branch disciples.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry."

"The heart of the divine seal is the reward my master gave to Senior Brother Hongqi, and I only had one. I wish my junior brother could not give in."

Xiao Ye said neither humble nor arrogantly.

"Junior brother, since you know that I am a disciple of the Master's descendant, you should have also understood that in this tribe world, the one who cannot be offended the most is our disciples."

"You give me the heart of the God Seal. If you don't say anything else, you can at least seek peace in the world of the clan."

"You know, there are some branch disciples who have come to the clan realm through cultivation, but not many of them can survive in the end."

Lin Qiong, a man with purple hair, spoke very politely, but clearly had a hint of contempt.

Like Xiao Ye, the branch disciples who came to the clan realm through cultivation are never orthodox. Even if they are treated equally with their descendants, there is still a natural gap in identity.

What's more, in the world of clans, the descendants of ancient gods are much larger than those of branch disciples, and there are more strong ones.

As a branch disciple, offending a descendant disciple can easily cause hostility and exclusion from other descendants.

"You are a disciple of the master, with a noble status. It is not easy to obtain the divine seal. If you want to make things difficult for me, a small branch disciple, you are not afraid of being ridiculed."

Xiao Ye left a sentence calmly, and was too lazy to get involved. He turned around and walked into the house.

"I haven't met you a branch disciple who is so weak in oil and salt!"

Lin Qiong behind him did not expect Xiao Ye to be so tough. His voice turned cold, his figure shook, and he raised his fist to hit Xiao Ye.

It is true that he is a descendant disciple.

But the heart of the divine seal can only produce one in the world of the clan for a hundred years.

In the tribe world, there are eighty-five ancient masters. How many descendants are there under their posts?

Not enough to divide!

Now, he happened to be stuck in this level, and naturally longed to get the heart of the divine seal. Xiao Ye, a branch disciple, actually got one, and he couldn't help but come.

If Xiao Ye was willing to give in, even Che Yuanhou would not say anything.

"It's so soft, so be hard?"

"It seems that these descendants are not very good."

Xiao Ye used the six-star ancient god blood power - the ancient god escaped and rushed into the sky.

Facing the opponent's rapid pursuit, Xiao Ye felt angry and punched him.

Click!

Suddenly, with both as the center, the space around them cracked, and the terrifying aftermath swept across all directions like boiling boiling water.

As for Xiao Ye and the purple-haired man, they were about to break out and retreated.

"You... a branch disciple who came from the reincarnation sea can actually get the Purple Mansion Divine Jade to strengthen your body?" The purple-haired man looked shocked.

Xiao Ye also frowned.

He could sense that the body of the descendant disciple in front of him was as good as that of him.

"I want to see how many abilities you have!"

A wave of magical powers burst out from this descendant disciple, causing Xiao Ye to move familiar with, and endless chaotic lights to descend from the sky.

That is the ancient god's Heavenly Dao Art.

Sure enough—

The descendant disciple chased after him, and the origins appeared one by one, reaching more than 2,900. The surging Taoist divine power rolled backwards toward Xiao Yehao.

"The descendants of disciples are indeed not simple. The magical powers they have cultivated are far from comparable to those of the branch disciples in the reincarnation sea."

Xiao Ye also activated the ancient god's Heavenly Dao Art. The number of origins that appeared on his body crossed the three thousand marks, and the outbreak of Taoist power blocked the sky and fought against the other party.

Rumble...

Two completely different Taoist divine powers collided fiercely, causing the roar of heaven and earth to tremble violently, and storms were raging everywhere.

"Huh? This new branch disciple is so strong. He has also cultivated the special bloodline magical power of our ancient god clan - the ancient god heavenly Taoist Technique, which is more advanced than Lin Qiong!"

"No wonder I can pass the trial of the fog rock area in the reincarnation sea area. I heard that this branch disciple also possesses the bloodline of the seven-star ancient god."

"Is Lin Qiong a hit this time? "

...

At the same time, in the purple mountains under Che Yuanhou's ancient divine pillar, there were many unfathomable auras rising, and noisy whispers were heard, with a somewhat unkind tone.

At this moment, the descendant disciple named Lin Qiong also stopped in shock and anger.

He is a descendant of Che Yuanhou. He has been practicing in the realm of ancient gods for many years. Although he has not yet broken through to the middle level of Taoist God, his ability is far beyond the level of branch disciples.

But Xiao Ye's strength in front of him exceeded his imagination.

"Ahem!"

Just as Lin Qiong gritted his teeth and was about to continue attacking, a sudden cough sounded.

I saw a woodcutter wearing a straw hat appearing in the distance, carrying a worn-out axe and carrying a thick tree trunk on his shoulder, without any fireworks, walking by.

"Senior Brother, I'm just asking this branch junior brother to compete with you. There is no malice, so I'll leave right away."

The woodcutter did not reveal a single word, as if he was passing by, but Lin Qiong's expression changed drastically and he turned around and left.

The aura rising nearby also retreated like a tide, quieting the world.

"Senior Brother Hongfeng, how strong is?"

Xiao Ye stared at the woodcutter's back and saw that the other party had already arrived. The top of the purple mountain range entangled in the ancient god pillar was swallowed by the ethereal clouds and mist, and his figure was invisible.

"We have to break through to the middle level of Taoist God Realm as soon as possible!"

Xiao Ye withdrew his gaze and murmured to himself.

He had a good chance and had obtained the inheritance of many high-level magical powers.

In the reincarnation sea, he can still use this to suppress his opponent, but it won’t work here.

Lin Qiong has not yet broken through to the middle level of Taoist Divine Realm, and his magical powers are almost the same as his, let alone other descendants’ disciples?

In the tribe world, he has no praise for apart from the seven-star ancient god bloodline.

"besides……"

"I don't know where are the other branch disciples who came from the reincarnation sea?"

Xiao Ye frowned slightly, then shook his head, too lazy to think too much.

Whoosh!

He flashed, flew back to the courtyard room, sat cross-legged, and took out the heart of the divine seal.
Chapter completed!