The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

Bai Qinghua withdrew his gaze and looked at Sui An, who was sweating profusely beside him. He finally restrained the murderous intent in his eyes, but the desire to return to the God Clan became more urgent in his heart.

She reached out and lifted Sui An's collar, and her figure disappeared in a flash, just avoiding Qin Yifan's inquiring gaze.

The murderous intent just now was as real as substance, and even he felt a chill down his spine. But when he looked over, the place was empty, and the few monks standing nearby would never give him that feeling.

Qin Yifan frowned, and after looking around for a few rounds, he retracted his gaze and set his eyes on the people they brought. Perhaps they felt his gaze, the group of people who looked like beggars shrank. Only now an old man in front raised his head and looked directly at Qin Yifan. His eyes were full of anger and hatred, but he was eventually defeated by Qin Yifan's gaze, and finally he could only hang his head helplessly. He was not as strong as others, and his Mu clan deserved this disaster.

"Go ahead. You should know what to do. If you do well, I will give you your freedom after this time."

The old man's retreat made Qin Yifan satisfied. He moved his fingertips slightly, and the ropes that bound these people loosened automatically and fell into Qin Yifan's hands.

"Are you serious about what you said? Will you let us go free as long as we can get enough Tongtian Orders?"

Upon hearing this, the old man raised his head and looked at Qin Yifan with burning eyes. Although he felt that there was little hope, it was good to leave behind a few lines of inheritance. When the secret realm was broken, their people died or scattered, and less than 10% survived. Now, the people gathered around him might be the last hope of the Mu tribe. It was good if one person could survive.

"Of course, I am the young master of the Sword Sect, and my words are my duty."

Qin Yifan looked at the old man with a friendly smile, but he sneered in his heart. This old man is still so naive. It is ridiculous that such a person can become the chief elder of a clan. If they can really get the Tongtian Order easily, even if he lets them leave alive, can they really leave Wangxing Cliff alive? There are too many people who want the Tongtian Order.

The old man was really happy at this moment, and some vitality and hope finally burst out in his heart. He turned to look at the tribesmen behind him, and seeing their miserable appearance, he couldn't help but tears in his eyes.

"You wait here first. I will go to the galaxy to explore the situation. If I die, you must learn from the experience and keep working hard. You must find a way. Young Master Qin has just promised that as long as we get enough Tongtian Orders, he will set us free. You must be good and leave a legacy for our clan."

After the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the edge of Wangxing Cliff. The Mu people behind him wanted to pull him, but the old man's body movements were extremely fast, and as he walked, it seemed as if a breeze passed by, and his figure disappeared into the distance in a flash.

"Great Elder!"

There were cries of surprise from the crowd. Seeing the figure disappearing in a few breaths, everyone felt sad. The Great Elder was now the one with the highest cultivation among them. If he was gone, then their Mu Clan would completely become someone else's prey. Even if they escaped from the clutches of the Sword Sect, who knew they would fall into the hands of that force next time. However, their Great Elder was still so naive and gullible. He only improved his cultivation but not his brains. Or maybe he was not stupid, after all, they had experienced hardships, how could they not have made any progress? But even if they knew, they had to deceive themselves. After all, hope was better than despair.

Bai Qinghua was standing behind the crowd at this time, paying attention to the movements of the Sword Sect. The moment the old man left, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, and looked at Sui An who was standing next to her. His eyes were red with excitement, and he was about to run towards the old man, but Bai Qinghua grabbed him and held him down.

"Chief, it's Grandpa, that's Grandpa, please let me go."

Sui An no longer cared about anything at this moment. He just twisted his body hard and tried to rush forward.

"Why would I let you go? To let you serve Jian Zong with more food? To make that old man a hindrance?"

Bai Qinghua's tone was light, but her words made Sui An's body stiffen. He turned his head to look at Bai Qinghua, his eyes full of surprise.

"What? What I said is wrong?"

Meeting Sui An's incredible look, Bai Qinghua asked with a smile.

Sui An immediately became listless, as if he had lost all his strength. He squatted on the ground, only raising his head to look at Bai Qinghua pitifully.

"Chief, will you save them?"

Although Sui An had been hiding from place to place over the years, he still knew the name of the Sword Sect, which was one of the top eight sects in the Tianyu Continent. Although he felt that their new clan leader should be very powerful, he didn't know how powerful he was, whether he could or was willing to offend the Sword Sect and save those clan members. And he himself, as the clan leader said, was a drag and couldn't help at all.

"Ling'er, Jifeng, the two of you keep an eye on him."

Bai Qinghua did not answer Sui An's words, but only gave instructions to Bai Ling'er and Ji Feng who were standing behind her. Then she took a step forward and disappeared into the void.

Sui An wanted to say something, but when he saw the person suddenly disappear in front of him, he opened his mouth but didn't say anything. Instead, he quickly looked up at the sky above the stars.

The great elder of the Mu clan is named Mu Zhong. He has the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Spirit Refining Realm, which is considered very high on the Star-Watching Cliff. He has also comprehended the law of wind, and his body is as light as the wind. In his prime, he is not afraid even of cultivators in the Fusion Realm. But he was injured when he escaped that year. Although his cultivation level has not dropped, the strength he can exert is less than half of what he had in his prime. He has not received any treatment during these years of wandering on the Tianyu Continent, and he has new injuries besides the old ones. The strength he can exert is less than the original third level. He is not sure about taking the Tongtian Order, but he is the only one. He is the great elder of the Mu clan. Mu Zhong feels that he has a responsibility for the Mu clan to where it is today, so he leads by example. But he also has regrets in his heart. He doesn't know whether his little grandson survived that year, and where he is now.

At this time, Mu Zhong was already standing above the galaxy. When he got here, he couldn't help but feel his eyebrows jump, and his heart kept sinking. The aura here was really weird. People could stand in the air, but it was not because of spiritual power. The galaxy below was rolling down, but there was no sound, and no wind. He waved his hand and sent out a ray of wind spiritual power, trying to create wind, but the spiritual power was like a drop in the ocean, and could not cause any ripples. The bad thing was that the spiritual power he just sent out caused this piece of space to distort for a moment, and the next moment a huge space crack appeared right in front of him.

Mu Zhong was horrified and wanted to escape, but found that he could not move at all. He closed his eyes in despair.