Then, a contract halo took shape on His body and under Qiqi's feet.

He took the initiative to contract with Qiqi and became her beast.

Qiqi was pure and beautiful. She was not proud of having obtained a powerful mid-level divine beast, nor was she excited about the sudden increase in strength after contracting with a mid-level god.

She looked at the monster with her pure and beautiful eyes and said in amazement:

"Blue Fatty, you are so beautiful!"

But the cross-level contract to become a middle-level god was already a huge burden for her, and the little girl felt dizzy.

"Ouch, why are my eyes a little blurry..."

Just as the little guy was about to faint, the Deer God stepped out from the ranch, and a nine-colored halo flew out from his head, covering Qiqi.

The middle-level god, whom she called Blue Fatty, also spit out a colorful bubble to cover her.

Xiao Qiqi's strength was replenished and he felt much better. He was looking around in amazement in the bubble.

She had no idea how many gods were shocked by her action!

Mandala couldn't help but shout first:

"Oh my God, my old swan, she, she actually made a contract with the ancient clan and made them recognize her as their master!"

"My old swan!"

"This isn't the little master, this is the little ancestor!"

The most shocked and difficult to accept was the Blue God. He had spent so much time, poured so many resources, and expended countless efforts to finally cultivate this ancient clan.

But now, his Darulu has become someone else's blue fat boy. How can he bear this?!

"Go to hell!"

If He cannot obtain it, He will destroy it!

He wants to destroy this ancient clan!

However, after the bonus from the contract with Xiao Qiqi, Fatty Blue was no longer the same as before. He opened his mouth wide like a black hole, and with one breath, he sucked the superior god into his stomach.

Gulp!

After a burp, He spat out rules and a divine nature.

Then he happily gave these rules to little Qiqi.

The godhead couldn't bite it, so he threw it to Zhou Chuchu...

"He swallowed up the higher god, just like that!"

Mandala swallowed hard.

Those middle-level and lower-level gods were even more shocked as if they had seen a ghost. How could they dare to stay there? Did they want to die?

Of course, run!

But their way was blocked by the Palace of the God King.

No one knew when Zhou Chuchu was thrown out of the Palace of the God King. Now, they, including the gray-clothed upper god and the golden God King, are all in the Palace of the God King.

"Since you're all here, why are you running away? Just stay here!"

Zhou Chuchu decided to close the door and kill the dog!