The bastard on the side whispered in the clan leader's ear, "Clan Leader, I see that the material of her clothes is good. She is going to be put into the pot anyway, so I might as well just peel it off and give it to some meritorious clan members as a reward.

"

His voice was not loud, but Yi Xiaorou could hear it clearly.

As soon as Gouzizi finished speaking, he felt a chill running down his spine. He didn't notice Yi Xiaorou's eyes. He shook his shoulders and couldn't help but praise his own wit.

Don't have too many clothes, otherwise you won't know if you will freeze to death one day.

The levels here are divided according to clothes. The lower the level, the less clothes they wear. Jiuyou's resources are scarce, and most of the clothes are ripped off from the invaders. Although everyone has clothes to wear now, this fine tradition can

Can't forget!

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking about the clan leader, he remembered this tradition of theirs. It had been so long since a foreign race entered the Nine Netherworlds, and he almost forgot about it.

Then he began to give orders, and his rough voice could be heard throughout the entire court, "Tear off her clothes and put her in a pot to stew!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience cheered, especially the heretics on the periphery who could only wrap themselves in leaves. Although the monster was ugly, his clothes looked good!

Yi Xiaorou's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the looks from around her were like wolves and tigers, as if she wished they could just take off her clothes with their own hands.

She had to use her spiritual power sparingly, as coercion was not a problem.

The guard guarding her had already stretched out his hand. Yi Xiaorou's eyes flashed, and invisible pressure was released. The guard closest to her immediately rolled his eyes. Unable to resist such powerful pressure, he fainted.

.

The situation around them is not necessarily much better. At least three-quarters of the heretics on the periphery have fallen, and some are still resisting tenaciously.

She walked towards the so-called clan leader step by step and stepped up the long stairs. The guard who had not yet fainted naturally knew that the monster in front of him would be difficult to deal with. Seeing her approaching step by step, he could only resist Yi Xiaorou.

With great pressure, he stood tremblingly in front of the clan leader to protect him.

The clan leader also knew that Yi Xiaorou was powerful. He went around and found that not many of his compatriots could withstand Yi Xiaorou's pressure. He coldly pulled away the shaking guard standing in front of him, feeling disgusted.

,"a shame."

Then he stood up, and a huge shadow enveloped Yi Xiaorou. The patriarch's face was gloomy, and he moved his big hand down to grab Yi Xiaorou. Yi Xiaorou only felt a large shadow coming, and the long sword hidden in the space

Suddenly, he ran out and blocked the big palm an inch in front of Yi Xiaorou. The sword was filled with white sword energy, competing with the clan leader's power.

Yi Xiaorou raised her eyebrows in surprise. This broken sword was not so useless.

When the sword energy was emitted, the patriarch's face changed, and Yi Xiaorou also sensitively captured the changes in his emotions at that moment.

"I want to see your supreme ruler." Yi Xiaorou stepped back a distance and went straight to the point.

The clan leader snorted coldly when he heard this, bent his knees and took a steady horse stance, his eyes were firm, and he was obviously starting to show his true intentions. His two big palms made empty strokes in the air, and then he pushed forward with both big hands, and his vigorous strength instantly

The long sword was shaken away and fell to the ground motionless.

Yi Xiaorou: "..." Xiao Po Jian actually pretended to be dead again.

Yi Xiaorou ignored it and raised her hand to block the clan leader's attack. She was thinking in her heart that if she didn't beat the clan leader into submission, this trip would be wasted.

In fact, when she accepted the Queen's inheritance, she had a special idea for a moment, but she didn't put it into action.

Now is a good opportunity.

She mobilized the elemental power in her meridians and condensed it into her hands through the filter of the spirit bead, blending the spiritual power with the elemental power, and finally turned into a spirit ball with blue electric light.

She put away the left hand that released the spiritual power, turned from defense to offense, and pushed the spiritual ball in the direction of the clan leader.

The patriarch didn't take it seriously when he saw the spirit ball pushed out by Yi Xiaorou. He stretched out his big hand to crush the spirit ball. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the spirit ball, the electric light on it immediately wrapped around the patriarch's hand and passed through it.

It penetrated his whole body, and the moment he touched the spirit ball, the entire fist-sized spirit ball exploded with a bang, and the raging flames enveloped the patriarch's entire body and turned him into a burning man.

His huge body fell to the ground with a crash, raising thick dust, and even the big chair turned into powder the moment the clan leader touched it.

"Ah!" The patriarch was rolling on the ground, and his screams could be heard throughout the square. Several heretics who had managed to stay awake heard this demonic sound, rolled their eyes and fell down.

When the clan leader fell, Xiao Po Sword had quietly floated up and hid in Yi Xiaorou's space.

"I want to see your queen." Yi Xiaorou slowly walked up to the clan leader, keeping a safe distance, and said slowly as she looked at the clan leader's inability to extinguish the flames.

"No...queen..." The patriarch's voice sounded depressed and painful.

Yi Xiaorou frowned, feeling that something was wrong. As far as she knew, they were deported here after the queen died, so the claims made by those heretics were not true. How could the queen arrange the miasma for them after she died?

What about the gravity at?

She originally thought that Jiuyou had introduced a new ruler, but the patriarch said that maybe... the queen didn't exist at all?

"Who is your supreme ruler?" She looked at the half-dead state of the clan leader, raised her hands and waved her sleeves, and the flame on the clan leader went out.

The clan leader gasped and sat up, knowing that Yi Xiaorou had no intention of killing him, but she was so powerful that she couldn't be caught here. The only way to say it was that Yi Xiaorou did it on purpose. She didn't break in without reason, but

There is a purpose, her target is probably them.

"Your Excellency has this ability, why don't you show your strength to the outside world. I believe that if you are determined, there will be a place for you in the God Realm." The patriarch persuaded him kindly.

"I don't want to repeat the same question too many times." Yi Xiaorou raised her eyes and glanced at the group of heretics behind her. The meaning was obvious. If the patriarch said more, she would deal with the heretics who fell to the ground.

The clan leader was shocked and thought, this little girl is so cruel and ruthless.

"We don't have a supreme ruler here, nor a queen."

"Did you make up the Queen?"

"..." What is fabrication? Is this how fabrication is used?

"Girl, if you want to use Jiuyou's heresy to do something, please come back. There is no so-called queen here. We heretics are just trying to make a living here. There are no secret treasures and no talents here. Some are just

Barren land and sky full of black sand.”

"Then you are willing to live here?" Yi Xiaorou crossed her hands on her chest and asked softly.

The patriarch's body froze when Yi Xiaorou asked that question. He began to seriously look at the girl in front of him, and his expression changed when he noticed her lavender eyes.

To be honest, even if Yi Xiaorou said that she was from the Immortal Clan, the clan leader would not believe it. Her aura was impure, but her eyes were clearly only found in the God Realm...
Chapter completed!