Chapter 297: 2 ancestors

Ke Bei's calm words fell into the old man's ears. The old man with the peak of cultivation in the realm, his frown deepened a bit. /
"Rock enemy, take him back to the temple, others continue to search!"
After a moment of silence, the old man said slowly.
"Yes, Captain!"
Roco, who was extremely sturdy, bowed slightly. There was no change in his resolute face. He walked in front of Ke Bei and waved with his hands, and then the space in front of him was lightly rippled.
The soles of the feet lightly stepped on, and their bodies instantly disappeared into this empty mountain forest.
Uh ~
Luo Kedi took Ke Bei to teleport from time to time, each time being a distance of 10,000 miles. Three hours later, in some empty temples, with slight fluctuations in space, Luo Kedi and Ke Bei suddenly appeared.
As soon as he hit the linen clothes, the very old temple master looked at the two people who appeared suddenly, his eyes were slightly cloudy, and I didn't know what he was thinking.
"Master, he is Luke, the recipient of the last fighting title."
Luo Kedi looked respectfully at the Lord of the Temple. He didn't say nonsense, a simple sentence hit the point, and said Ke Bei's identity.
"Well, you go down."
The main look of the temple was still calm, the ancient well was not waved, and he waved his hand slightly to signal Roch's withdrawal.
As Rocchi ’s heavy footsteps drifted away, the empty temple became a little silent, Kebei did n’t speak, he stood quietly without humbleness, and the Lord of the temple did n’t speak. Eyes stared at his linen shirt. It seemed that he was seriously studying the hem of his clothes, as if he had forgotten the existence of Ke Bei.
Ke Bei disguised himself. Have absolute confidence, whether it is the ever-changing ability given by the system. It is still the fluctuation of the soul. He believes that the owner of the temple can not see any abnormality.
"Do you recognize this thing?"
After being silent for a long time, the old man in Mai clothing took a hobbling step, and his body trembled slightly before Ke Bei's body. His turbid eyes looked straight at Ke Bei, and a slightly hoarse low voice sounded slowly.
Watching the thousands of magic compasses appearing out of thin air in the hands of the old man in Mai. Ke Bei frowned slightly, and a dignified color appeared on his cheeks.
"Recognize, this is my magic compass."
Ke Bei bit his lip tightly, his clenched fist shaking slightly. Frowning, as if recalling something that scared him.
"Well, little guy, can you tell your husband, why does your magic compass appear here?"
The old man in linen looked at Ke Bei with a touch of horror between his eyebrows, his hoarse voice was concerned, and his old cheeks appeared gentle.
"Don't be afraid, there is an old man here, and no one in Blood Yuan can touch your finger!"
The old man in linen carried his hands on his back, and his waist, which had been dangled, straightened instantly. A horrible breath spread out, and Kebei was blown in the calmness with absolute majestic words like a breeze.
Because of the old man's words, the fear in Ke Bei's heart seemed to decrease a little, and the clenched fist slowly released.
"Master, I don't know what happened. After leaving the temple at that time, I always walked casually, wanting to experience it, silently comprehending. But when I came to a cliff, I only felt The irresistible coercion suddenly struck, and then my head stunned for a while, and I lost all my consciousness in an instant ... "
Ke Bei seemed to be caught in the memories, his face paled.
"I don't know what it is. It was terrible to attack me suddenly. I had no resistance at all and passed out in an instant ..."
Ke Bei's face flashed with fear.
"At that time, I thought that I was going to die, but I did n’t know why. When I woke up, I found myself in a valley. I was scared. When I woke up, I walked towards the temple, and then I met a man in a scarlet armor, eh, the man who just brought me here. "
Ke Bei looked at the Lord of the Temple with a panic, with a look of fright and confusion in his eyes.
Ke Bei emotionally said the experience of these days, the old Mai Mai quietly listened, the old face never showed a slight change.
"Did you notice anything unusual before you were unconscious?"
The old man in Mai was still calm, and asked slowly.
"abnormal?"
Ke Bei frowned and seemed to be seriously remembering the events at that time.
"At the time, I didn't see anyone ..."
Ke Bei frowned, thinking hard, and suddenly his eyes brightened, as if thinking of something.
"By the way, the thousands of compasses in my hand seemed to tremble slightly, and then I was completely in a coma!"
On hearing the sound, the muscles of the old man's eye suddenly shook slightly, and Gu Jing's uncheeked cheeks appeared a very dignified look. A dazzling cold light suddenly passed through the turbid eyes. The linen robe was windless and horrible. The breath burst out suddenly.
Pedaling ~~
Ke Bei's face turned pale instantly, and he took a few steps back before he gradually stabilized his body. This time Kebei was not pretended. The old man in Mai clothing was too strong, and the invisible momentum spread. Although it was not aimed at Kebei, under the impact of the old man's momentum, Kebei still became a duckweed in the sea. , Unable to control his body at all.
"You go down ..."
The old man in Mai clothing took a breath, and the weather slowly converged. He returned to silence after a while, but the old cheek was still gloomy and terrible.
As the old man's momentum gradually converged, the pale color on Ke Bei's face also disappeared. Ke Bei did not immediately go to the temple, his eyes hesitated, and after a moment of silence, he looked at the old man with a dull face and said suddenly.
"Dianzhu, I have realized for a few months that my spiritual strength has reached the pinnacle of life. I want to try and challenge the title of" Dianzhu "."
Ke Bei bowed slightly and looked carefully at the main lord of the temple. Immediately, as Ke Bei's thoughts moved slightly, a breath of the pinnacle of life would be released.
"The little guy has some interest ..."
When I hit the main hall of the temple in Mai, I felt the smell of Ke Bei's body, the gloomy color on the old cheek slowly converged, and the silver long eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at Ke Bei with a little surprise.
"Go challenge, if you can get the title of the temple master, I will accept you as a third disciple!"
The owner of the temple, wearing linen and feet, looked at Ke Beiwei and smiled.
For thousands of years in the blood world, there are countless geniuses who have won the title of the temple master. The blood world is too large and has existed for too long. It has been accumulated for countless years. Too many, but only two people can be accepted as disciples by the Lord of the Temple!
The great disciple, Wan Jian, is the master of the Wan Jian Temple, with the strength of the peak of the virtual realm. Existence, Wan Jian can be ranked in the top five!
The realm, reaching the peak of the virtual world, is probably more than 10,000 in the dark and the dark. The great disciple Wan Jian, the main disciple of the temple, can be ranked in the top five.
The second disciple, Emperor Yao, is one of the three chiefs of Xueyuanwei. The two are one in the bright and the other in the dark, but there is no doubt that they are both super strong.
And now the Lord of the Temple has given Kobe a promise to accept him as a disciple. For such a chance, for the billions of souls in the blood world, it is simply smashed by the big pie falling from the sky. Already.
"Thank the Lord!"
Ke Bei's heart was calm, but his expression was very excited. The disciples of the temple master were naturally noble to the people in the blood world, but Ke Bei was not a person in the blood world. For this title , But it does not feel much.
"Go, boy."
The hoarse voice of the Lord of the Temple became milder, and he patted Ke Bei's shoulder slowly.
"Yes!"
Ke Bei respectfully retreated, and when he stepped out of the temple, he stepped on the soles of his feet and walked towards the palace of the winner of the temple title.
According to the rules, whether it is the recipient of the title of the fighting or the recipient of the title of the temple master, only one routine challenge is accepted each month, but Kebei now has the word of mouth of the temple master. The so-called rules are naturally not rules Already.
Ke Bei urgently wanted to strengthen his strength. Now that he has been in the blood world for six months, although his strength has improved a lot, Ke Bei knows that he is definitely not an opponent of the Ice Queen, whether for the human race or for him. Kobe must strengthen his strength as soon as possible!
The main title of the palace, Ke Beizhi, will be here!
When Kebei came to a bluestone platform, a woman wearing a white Luo skirt with white hair, who looked like an iceberg, appeared on the bluestone platform.
This woman with a silver skirt and white hair is the recipient of the title of the temple master-Bingyou. She just received the title of the temple master three months ago.
Although there are many evils in the blood world, there are not many abnormal characters like Suiyang who have been able to hold the title of throne for ten years. In general, whether it is the title of the fighting or the title of the temple master, it is constantly changing .
"Hello ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I'm Luke."
Ke Bei looked at the white back of Bingyou, scratched his head, and said softly.
"Bingyou."
The woman in white did not turn around and still turned her back to Kebei. The cold voice came out slowly.
"Go ahead."
Bingyou still didn't turn around, and the cold voice carried a disgust. Although she didn't know who Luke was, she could rely on nepotism because she could let the master of the palace explain for herself.
For those who rely on their elders to break the rules, Bingyou is contemptuous, and has positioned Kebei as a fledgling second ancestor in his heart.
"right now?"
Ke Bei frowned, touched his nose, and whispered a question. It was the first time such an opponent, Ke Bei, had met, and he looked proudly at him. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation.)