As soon as the Changmei Zhenren said this, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Qiu.
Obviously, they also wanted to know what happened after Ye Qiu entered the forbidden area of ​​the Nether Clan?
Ye Qiu smiled slightly, glanced at everyone, and slowly spoke: "Since everyone wants to know, then I'll just talk!"
"After entering the forbidden area, we first encountered the Dark Dragon, the guardian beast of the Nether clan.
What, that old guy is the guardian beast of the Nether Clan?
Everyone looked at Minglong with a look of shock.
Changmei Zhenren cursed Ye Qiu in his heart: "Damn, if I didn't say such important news earlier, I overestimate myself and want to teach it a lesson."
Ye Qiu said this, glanced at the Nether Dragon standing behind Xiaodie, and continued: "The Nether Dragon is a divine beast in the quasi-emperor realm. I fought with it for a big battle. In the end, it showed mercy."
The dark dragon was ashamed because it had no mercy at all. Ye Qiu said this just to protect its face.
Suddenly, his eyes looking at Ye Qiu were filled with gratitude.
"Then, Minglong led us to find three treasures deep in the forbidden area."
Ye Qiu said: "These three treasures left by Emperor Darkness."
"First, the Phantom Spirit Flower."
"Second, Chaos Returning Yuan Fruit."
"Third, a sword technique created by Emperor Ming is called Jiuyou Sword Book."
"Where is the treasure?" Changmei Zhenren looked at Ye Qiu with eager eyes.
Before Ye Qiu could answer, Xiaodie spoke, "I have absorbed the phantom spirit flower, the Chaos Guiyuan Fruit was also eaten by me, and I have also understood the Nine Nether Sword Book."
Changmei Zhenren was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but interrupt: "Miss Xiaodie, your luck is too great!"
Xiaodie smiled slightly, looked at Ye Qiu affectionately, and said, "Thanks to Brother Ye for helping me, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten these three treasures."
The long-browed real man turned his eyes and suddenly asked, "Little bastard, have you found luck with the Nether Clan?"
Ye Qiu nodded and admitted frankly: "I have the luck of the Nether Clan."
But he didn't say how he got it.
When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Ziyang Tianzun smiled and said, "In this way, this trip will be quite rewarding."
"Yes, I got the luck of the Nether Clan and the princess of the Nether Clan. The little bastard really gained a lot." Changmei Zhenren said in a sour tone.
Ye Qiu then looked at Xiaodie and said solemnly: "Xiaodie, although I have obtained the luck of the Nether Clan, you are the princess of the Nether Clan. From now on, the Nether Clan will be handed over to you."
Xiaodie nodded, a trace of firmness flashed in her eyes: "Brother Ye, don't worry, I will work hard."
Ye Qiu looked at Minglong again and said in a deep voice: "Minglong, as the guardian beast of the Ming clan, you will assist Xiaodie in leading the Ming clan from now on."
Minglong bowed slightly and said respectfully: "As for your order, sir."
After everything was arranged, Ye Qiu said to Xiaodie: "It's up to us, it's time for us to leave."
When Xiaodie heard this, a trace of reluctance flashed in her eyes. She walked to Ye Qiu and whispered: "Brother Ye, you must take care of yourself."
Ye Qiu nodded and said softly: "So too."
Then, Nangong Xiaoxiao hugged Xiaodie and said goodbye.
Just as everyone was about to leave, suddenly, a powerful aura came from the distance like lightning.
"Who dares to trespass into my Nether Clan?" Minglong shouted in a cold voice.
Then, a figure came into the air, from far to near, and the figure gradually became clear.
That was a very young Taoist priest!
I saw him wearing a purple gold crown, a blue Taoist robe, and a whisk in his hand. His face was as pale as paper, and his triangular eyes narrowed slightly, giving people a feeling of sinisterness and cunning.
Through his breath, everyone immediately saw his realm, the peak of the Saint King!
"Oh, where did a little Taoist priest come from?" Changmei Zhenren asked curiously.
The young Taoist priest glanced over everyone. When he saw Xiaodie and Nangong Xiaoxiao, his eyes lit up and said, "Everyone, can you tell where the luck of the Nether Clan is now?"
Seeing that the young Taoist priest ignored him, he asked about the luck of the Nether Clan and immediately responded: "It's all your business!"
The young Taoist priest's face darkened and his tone was cold: "All of you are from the Nether Clan, are you? If you know where the Nether Clan's fortune is, please tell me. If anyone of you get the Nether Clan's fortune, please hand it over, I have a great reward."
The Changmei Zhenren snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Where did you come out of the onion? Why are you so arrogant? Miss Xiaodie, is this from your Nether Clan?"
Xiaodie shook her head and said firmly: "He is not a member of the Nether Clan."
Minglong also said: "He doesn't have the aura of the Nether Clan."
When the young Taoist priest heard this, he smiled disconcertedly: "I am indeed not a member of the Nether Clan, but I am very interested in the Nether Clan's fortune. As long as you hand over the fortune, I can give you anything you want - martial arts, elixirs, magical medicines, peerless holy soldiers, and even imperial weapons, you can discuss it."
The tone is so big, it can be seen that it is quite good.
"Who are you?" asked Minglong.
The young Taoist priest looked arrogant and said aloud: "Listen, I am from the Ziwei Sect of Bagua Palace on Penglai Island, East China Sea. Can you call me Zhenren Cui?"
Penglai Island, East China Sea?
Everyone looked confused.
How did people from the East China Sea run to the Nether Clan?
Moreover, the underworld tribe is isolated from the outside world, what means did this guy come in?
"A guy who has not even grown all his hair dares to call himself a real person, and I'm so laughing to death." Changmei Zhenren mocked.
When the young Taoist priest heard this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Triangle's eyes. He glanced at Changmei Zhenren, gently waved the whisk, and said calmly: "I heard your tone, you should not be from the Nether Clan, right?"
"Since I am not a member of the Nether Clan, why do you meddle in other people's business here?"
"I came here this time for the luck of the Nether Clan. If you know the whereabouts of the Nether Clan's luck, please tell me."
"otherwise……"
The real person Changmei had a bad impression of this Taoist priest. When he heard the young man speak in a threatening tone, he immediately snorted coldly: "Hmph, you little Taoist priest, you have a lot of tone!"
"How can you covet the luck of the Nether Clan?"
"Besides, even if we know, why should we tell you?"
The young Taoist priest's face darkened and his tone became cold: "It seems that you don't plan to cooperate anymore? I would like to advise you not to toast and not to eat and punish the wine. If I take action, I will probably find it difficult to escape."
Ye Qiu stepped forward, looked at the young Taoist priest calmly, and said, "The luck of the Nether Clan already belongs to you, so you should please go back, don't hurt the harmony."
Ye Qiu was not afraid of young Taoist priests, but he knew nothing about Ziwei Sect and did not want to make a fuss.
Unexpectedly, the young Taoist priest sneered and waved the whisk, and a powerful peak aura of the Saint King spread out, and the oppressed surrounding space trembled.
Chapter completed!