This sound was like muffled thunder, with terrifying penetrating power and a shocking feeling that made Xiao Ye stun.
He looked up and saw a man with loose purple hair falling from the sky and landing directly in the courtyard.
"Junior brother, my name is Lin Qiong."
The opponent was tall and tall, with a strong physique. Every gesture and gesture exuded a terrifying aura, like a mythical beast, possessing an immortal aura.
"Um?"
"Lower Taoist realm creatures!"
Xiao Ye's eyes suddenly condensed, and his thoughts surged.
On the way to the realm of tribes, he had a detailed understanding of Master Wu.
Among the tribes, the largest number are the descendant disciples of various ancient gods.
Those who can be in such a realm and live within the boundaries of groups cannot naturally be branch disciples.
"Senior Brother Descendants, I'm sorry."
"The Heart of the Divine Seal is the reward that Master asked Senior Brother Hongjian to allocate to me, and there is only one. I'm sorry that I cannot give it to you."
Xiao Ye said, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Junior brother, since you know that I am a descendant of Master, you should also understand that in this group of clans, the ones who should not be offended the most are disciples like us."
"If you give me the Heart of the Divine Seal, if nothing else, it will at least allow you to find stability in the community of tribes."
"You know, there are some branch disciples who have come to the realm of clans through cultivation, but not many of them survive in the end."
Lin Qiong, a man with loose purple hair, spoke politely, but with a clear hint of contempt.
Just like Xiao Ye, branch disciples who came to the realm of clans through cultivation are never considered orthodox. Even if their treatment is the same as that of descendant disciples, there is still a natural gap in terms of status.
What's more, in the realm of clans, there are far more disciples who are descendants of the ancient gods than branch disciples, and there are also more powerful ones.
As a branch disciple, offending a descendant disciple can easily cause hostility and exclusion from other descendant disciples.
"You are the descendant and disciple of the master, with a noble status. It is not easy to obtain the heart of the divine seal. You are embarrassing a small branch disciple of mine, and you are not afraid of making people laugh."
Xiao Ye calmly left a word and didn't bother to bother anymore. He turned around and walked towards the house.
"It's been a long time since I've met a branch disciple as inexperienced as you!"
Lin Qiong, who was behind him, did not expect Xiao Ye's attitude to be so tough. His voice turned cold, his body swayed, and he raised his fist to hit Xiao Ye.
It is true that he is a descendant's disciple.
But in the realm of ethnic groups, only one of the Divine Seal Hearts can be produced in one hundred epochs.
In the realm of ethnic groups, there are eighty-five Guzun Guang. How many descendant disciples do he have?
Not enough points at all!
Now, he happened to be stuck at this level, so he naturally longed to get the Heart of the Divine Seal. However, a branch disciple of Xiao Ye actually got one, so he couldn't help but come.
If Xiao Ye was willing to give in, even Che Yuanhou would not say anything.
"If the soft one doesn't work, how about the hard one?"
"It seems that these descendant disciples are not very good people either."
Xiao Ye used the six-star ancient god's bloodline magical power - the ancient god evaded and got out of the way and rushed high into the sky.
Facing the opponent's rapid pursuit, Xiao Ye felt angry and punched him.
Click!
Suddenly, with the two as the center, the surrounding space cracked open, and the terrifying aftermath swept away in all directions like boiling water.
As for Xiao Ye and Lin Qiong, they were on the verge of breaking out and retreated each other.
"You...you, a branch disciple who came from the reincarnated sea area, can actually get the Purple Mansion Divine Jade to strengthen your body?" Lin Qiong looked shocked.
Xiao Ye also frowned.
He could sense that the physique of the descendant disciple in front of him was on par with him.
"I want to see how capable you are!"
Lin Qiong's body erupted with a wave of supernatural power that Xiao Ye was familiar with, and infinite chaotic light fell from the sky.
That is clearly the Ancient Divine Heavenly Dao Jue.
as expected--
I saw the origins emerging from Lin Qiong's body one by one, reaching more than 2,900, and the surging Tao power rolled high into the sky and headed towards Xiao Ye.
"The disciples of the descendants are indeed not simple. The magical powers they have cultivated are far beyond those of the branch disciples who were reincarnated in the sea."
Xiao Ye also activated the Ancient God's Heavenly Dao Jue, and the number of origin points that appeared on his body exceeded the three thousand mark, and the Taoist power that exploded covered the sky, and he fought head-on with the opponent.
Rumble...
Two completely different Taoist powers collided fiercely, causing the heaven and earth to roar and tremble, and storms were raging everywhere.
"Huh? This new branch disciple is really strong. He has also cultivated the special bloodline magical power of our ancient god tribe - the ancient god's heavenly method, which is even more advanced than Lin Qiong!"
"No wonder you can pass the trial in the foggy rock area of the Reincarnation Sea. I heard that this branch of disciples also has the bloodline of the Seven Star Ancient God."
"Is Lin Qiong hitting the wall this time?"
…
At the same time, many unfathomable auras were rising in the purple mountains under the ancient divine pillar of Che Yuanhou, and noisy whispers came out, with a somewhat unkind tone.
Lin Qiong was shocked and took a few steps back. Although she was not injured, she was shocked and angry.
He is a descendant of Che Yuanhou and has been practicing in the realm of ancient gods for many years. Although he has not yet broken through to the middle level Taoist realm, due to his status, his strength is far beyond that of the branch disciples.
But the strength of Xiao Ye in front of him exceeded his imagination.
"Ahem!"
Just when Lin Qiong was secretly resentful and ready to take action, a cough suddenly sounded.
In the distance, a woodcutter wearing a straw hat appeared in the sky, carrying an old axe, and carrying a thick tree trunk on his shoulder. He was walking through the air without any smoke.
"Senior Brother, I'm just looking for a discussion with this branch junior fellow. I don't mean any harm. I'll leave right away."
The woodcutter said nothing, as if he was passing by, but Lin Qiong's expression suddenly changed, and she turned around and left.
The aura rising nearby also receded quickly like the tide, making the world quiet down.
"Brother Hongyuan, how strong is he?"
Xiao Ye stared at the woodcutter's back, only to see that the woodcutter had reached the top of the purple mountain range surrounding the ancient divine pillar, and was swallowed up by the misty clouds, making his figure invisible.
"We have to break through to the middle Taoist realm as soon as possible!"
Xiao Ye withdrew his gaze and murmured to himself.
He had indeed good luck and had inherited many high-level magical powers.
In the Reincarnation Sea, he could still use this to suppress his opponents, but that didn't work here.
Lin Qiong has not yet broken through to the intermediate Taoist realm, and his magical powers are almost the same as his, let alone other descendant disciples?
In the world of ethnic groups, except for his bloodline from the Seven Star Ancient God, he really has nothing worthy of praise.
"besides……"
"I wonder where the other branch disciples who came from the sea of reincarnation are?"
Xiao Ye frowned slightly, then shook his head and didn't bother to think more.
Whoosh!
With a flash of his body, he flew back to the room in the courtyard, sat down cross-legged, and took out the Heart of the Divine Seal.
