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Chapter 2722 Prisoner's Clan

This frightened Qi Tian, ​​the elder of the Huangzhi tribe.

"My good granddaughter, why are you crying? Who bullied you? Is it that god?"

Lao Quntian loved Xiao Quntian very much. He had never seen Xiao Quntian like this before. He was startled and subconsciously thought that someone was bullying Xiao Quntian.

Lao Quntian was furious and immediately saw Ye Lingyue standing aside.

It was like a giant leaf like a cattail fan, suddenly opened up, and the bristles on the giant leaf turned into shadow needles, whooshing, and several shocking rays of light shot towards Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue saw it, her eyes narrowed, and a sword light flashed beside her.

The ancient sword master appeared out of nowhere, and a burst of sword light flashed.

With several clang sounds, the shadow needles were caught under the sword and smashed into pieces.

"Grandma, it's none of Master's business. She saved me. I just haven't seen grandma for too long and I couldn't control my emotions when I got excited."

Seeing this, Xiao Quntian quickly broke away from Lao Quntian's restraints and stopped in front of Ye Lingyue.

"Master?! Xiao Quntian, what are you talking about! You call him master, don't you mean you have formed a death pact with this guy?"

Patriarch Lao Qiantian’s voice rose an octave higher.

The Qi Tian clan has been able to cover the sky and the sun since ancient times.

Only the most talented Huang Zhi can be named Qi Tian.

Back then, when Xiao Quotian was born, the entire sky along the Yangquan Ancient Road turned black. Compared to other Huang Zhi from the Quotian clan, one can imagine Xiao Quotian's talent.

From then on, patriarch Lao Qitian cultivated Xiao Qitian as the quasi-patriarch's heir.

Clan leader Lao Qiantian did not expect that his precious granddaughter would form a contract with the Gods after just missing for a few days.

Huang Zhi formed a contract with the gods, which was nothing at first. Huang Zhi was also the highest-level existence among the gods.

By forming an equal contract with the Gods, Shenzhi can coexist with the Gods and reach a higher level of cultivation.

The premise is that the protoss is strong enough. If there are existences like the four great god emperors and the ten veteran deities, Lao Qiantian will recognize them.

But what made Patriarch Lao Qian Tian almost vomit blood was that the god clan his granddaughter had made a contract with was only half a step into the void realm.

The terrible thing is that the granddaughter's contract is not a contract of equality, but a death contract of eternal loyalty.

"Grandma, she is my savior. I have sworn to serve my master for the rest of my life."

If it weren't for Ye Lingyue, Xiao Qiantian would have fallen into the catastrophe of reincarnation when he was in Qingzhou Continent.

It has gone through many hardships with Ye Lingyue, and its trust and dependence on Ye Lingyue has far exceeded that of ordinary slaves.

"It's nonsense, it's too much nonsense. It must be you, the damn god, who used some sweet words to deceive my little prisoner. How dare you enslave my beloved, you deserve it."

Patriarch Lao Qiantian was so angry that he screamed.

"Old patriarch, I did not deceive Xiao Quntian. He is not my slave, he is my friend."

Ye Lingyue was very calm when faced with the old patriarch's questioning.

All her pets follow her voluntarily.

"Old guy, my master is very powerful. Your granddaughter will definitely have a bright future if she follows her."

Gu Jianzun was also standing by to express his grievances for Ye Lingyue.

"Sacred Sword Spirit? Are you Fangxian?"

Patriarch Laoqian Tian glanced at the Ancient Sword Master and realized that the magic weapon Ye Lingyue had just used to defend against the enemy was actually a sword spirit.

Although the aura of this sword spirit is very strange, it seems to have a sinister and evil aura.

Seeing that although Ye Lingyue's martial arts realm was not high, he was known as Fangxian, the Laoqiantian clan leader's expression softened slightly.

Ye Lingyue did not deny it.

If the other party is really a Fangxian and can hold a holy sword spirit, then the future is bright.

It's just that his martial arts cultivation is still too weak, but if he can understand some secrets in this Tianhe vision, especially if he has a higher cultivation level in weapon refining, then he can form a contract with Xiao Qitian,

It didn't insult Xiao Qiantian.

Xiao Qitian was recognized as the quasi-young clan leader, but over the years, his cultivation has been average.

This is why there have always been many voices against it in the clan. The old clan leader thinks that he is too old to protect Xiao Quntian for the rest of his life.

If at this time, Little Prisoner Tian could unite with the powerful ones from the God Clan, it would be a good idea.

Besides, the other person is Xiao Quntian's savior after all. If he is rude to him, he will definitely break his granddaughter's heart, so let's keep this person for now. Anyway, there is a lack of powerful alchemists among the Huang clan.

"Hmph, since you saved Xiao Quntian, the leader of this clan will not care about you deceiving Xiao Quntian. However, you are not qualified to be the master of Xiao Quntian, unless you can detect the strange phenomenon in Tianhe.

Understand at least one supreme secret."

Patriarch Laoqiantian put forward his own conditions.

The mysteries of warriors are powerful martial arts, and the mysteries of alchemists are naturally about talismans, formations, and even elixirs and artifacts. As long as you understand any of these supreme mysteries, you can become the best among the immortals in the divine world.

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"Grandma, you are clearly trying to make things difficult for the master. She is only twenty years old, and it is difficult for her to understand a profound truth, let alone a supreme secret."

Xiao Qiantian said dissatisfied.

It has lived for thousands of years and is very aware of the difficulty of Fangxian Mystery.

Many of the Eight Great Immortals of later generations could only comprehend one common secret throughout their lives.

"It's up to him to decide whether he agrees or not. If he can do it, I will recognize his contractual relationship with you. But if he can't do it, then even if it means killing him and making you hate me for the rest of your life, I will do it for you."

You terminate the contract."

Lao Qiantian left no room for negotiation.

The Desolate Tribe and the God Tribe have formed a death pact, which can only be broken if one party dies, otherwise they will be bound for life. If the other party is not strong enough, they will not have the strength to cooperate with the Desolate Tribe.

It naturally also knows how difficult it is to comprehend the secret of an immortal.

Normally, it would not make such a demanding request, but now that the Tianhe vision is coming, as long as the opponent is talented enough, he will definitely be able to understand the Tianhe vision.

Such a rare opportunity in a thousand years, Clan Chief Laoqiantian would make such a request.

"As a thank you gift for bringing back Xiao Quntian, I can give you a chance. From what I see, you are just an ordinary cultivator. In the God Clan camp, you can only get the worst observation location, but if you

By staying in the Desolate Clan camp, I can provide you with a good observation point. By then, your chances of understanding will be greater."

Clan leader Lao Qiantian is also a person with clear grudges.

"Then thank you very much, the old patriarch. I am willing to stay in the Desolate Clan camp, but I have an unkind request. I hope the old patriarch will grant it."

Ye Lingyue didn't have much favorable impressions of the God Clan camp thousands of years ago. If she stayed in the Desolate Clan, she would have more opportunities to get in touch with the King of the Desolate Clan and prevent the disaster of annihilating the Desolate Clan.
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