Chapter 307: Big brother

Kebei knew the power of Qingxuan's nine leaves secretly. Two pieces of Qingye were easy enough to obliterate the underpowered underworld. The young man was obviously not an underworld power. Kebei couldn't figure out why he didn't die. /
In fact, Kebei's calculations are very accurate. The three old men who suddenly appeared were all with the peak of virtual reality. According to the truth, the young man should have died, but he did not die.
After a moment of silence, Ke Bei flashed a flash of lightning in his mind.
"The soul guards the artifact!"
Ke Bei's mind was like electricity, and he was guessing the only possibility in an instant!
The artifact that guards the soul is extremely scarce and its value is much higher than the ordinary top-level artifacts. Generally speaking, soul artifacts are the most difficult to refine. Ordinary soul artifacts are even the most general attacking soul artifacts. Its value is similar to the top artifact, not to mention the artifact that keeps the soul.
"That's it ..."
Ke Bei frowned, and groaned after a moment of groaning. He did not expect that the young man had a very rare soul guarding artifact.
If Kebei knew in advance that the young man had an artifact to guard the soul, then Kebei would definitely not have the slightest reservation, and he would definitely exert his best efforts on the mystery of Qingxuan Nine Leaves, plus the top attacking soul artifact given by the temple master, even if he The youth has an artifact to guard the soul, and Ke Bei is also sure to kill it!
"late."
Taking a look, the three old men who suddenly appeared, Ke Bei shook his head with some remorse.
At this moment, there are three imaginary peaks guarding the puppet youth. It is impossible for Ke Bei to kill him again. Although the speed of spiritual attack is very fast, presumably among the three old men who guard the young people, there must be a strong one with a strong spirit.
Around the battlefield, dozens of challengers with the pinnacle of life-cycle cultivation had grown up and had a deep shock in their eyes. It took a long time. Only then came back to God, and the look in Kebei's eyes was full of fear.
"Too. Too strong. The young man was defeated by one of his moves, and it seemed that he almost killed him ..."
"With his strength. It's normal to have Bingyou ..."
Everyone's faces were strange, shocked, fearful, and envious.
After the young man woke up, the three elders who suddenly appeared were only completely relieved. The worry on his face gradually converged, and he immediately looked at Kebei, his eyes filled with Morin's murderous intention!
"It seems too aggressive to act in the temple!"
For the old man with a golden belt around his waist. Stepping out, he suddenly appeared in front of Ke Bei, his hoarse voice with a cold chill, Shen asked.
"Domineering? My temple, qualified to domineering! What can you do?"
The corner of Kebei's mouth slightly tilted. Leng Ao said, there is a gold-stranded battle suit to protect himself, and no one in the blood world can hurt himself. Kebei Nature has no fear of the old man with the peak of cultivation in the realm.
"Huh, my family follows the tradition of blood deep, this time came to challenge the title of the Lord of the Temple. It has given you the face of the temple. If your temple is afraid of losing, it is directly said that you are a strong person in the virtual world. A junior, don't you feel ashamed? Or do you think the temple will do these unsightly acts? "
The flames of anger were shot in the eyes of the three elders, and the urge to immediately kill Ke Bei was forcibly curbed, said sarcastically.
"Haha, bullying the younger generation? Lao Tzu is 22 years old and the life wheel has not yet started. Who do you say is the younger generation? In this strength, dare to challenge the coercion of the temple? Dare to call the super genius that you will never encounter in ten years? If this Such garbage is not encountered once in thousands of years, then all of your so-called wild ancient beasts are all inferior to garbage! "
Ke Bei suddenly took a step forward and never stepped back. In contrast to the old man who was head-to-head, Ke Bei was just picking things out, and naturally he would play Leng Ao to the end.
Kebei said something coldly, so that the three old men's faces changed, and secretly sensed that it turned out that Kebei said that they were all facts. Kebei did not turn on the life wheel ... For a time, the three elders could not find Appropriate words to refute, although none of the three top imaginary powerhouses have spoken, their faces are getting more and more gloomy, and the intention of killing is almost condensed into substance!
"Well, get out of the trash, don't go in the way of the little man!"
Ke Bei waved his hand, like catching flies, and said to the three old men standing in front of him.
"you wanna die!"
All three are peerless powerhouses who have been repaired at the pinnacle of the virtual world. Even in Zijin Jinpeng, they are respected powerhouses.
Finally, one of them, wearing a purple robe, with narrow eyes and a big nose, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, a snarling in his throat, a finger pointed out, the three feet of space in front of him suddenly collapsed. The silver light ball condensed by the force of space jumps at its fingertips, and there are dense cracks like a spider web around the silver ball.
"Is this what the power of the fictitious peak has?"
Ke Bei looked indifferently at the old man who compressed the space, slightly shocked, but calm in his heart, holding the finger of the crystal token slightly hard.
"Master, brother, second brother, help!"
Ke Bei's mind moved slightly, and a divine thought came out through the Scarlet Token.
At the peak of the virtual realm, Kebei could not rely on his own strength to compete, but he was not panic. With the card of the gold-stranded suit, Kebei really had nothing to worry about, but less than a last resort, Kebei did not I hope this hole card is exposed. After all, a little guy who has not yet opened his life wheel is too weird if he can resist the top of the virtual reality peak ...
Therefore, at the moment when the old man with a big nose shot, Ke Bei chose to ask for help without hesitation.
Ke Bei has a sneer in his mouth. Although he failed to kill the young man, he also succeeded in forcing the old man with the peak of cultivation in the virtual world. He is the winner of the title of the temple master and the third master of the temple master. This kind of identity is not worse than that of the young people. The fierce peak of the realm of the ancient gods and beasts, to his own shots, Ke Bei does not believe that the temple will not show anything!
Buzzing ~~
The silver light ball is just the size of a fist. With the big nose old man waving a hand, the silver light ball is shot slowly. Wherever he goes, the space collapses, and a dark black gully appears in the void, like drawing on a white paper. A black pen mark.
Ke Bei frowned slightly, staring at the seemingly slow, but containing the laws of space, fast and incredible silver light ball, silently calculating in his heart.
"One breath, two breaths ... man should be here."
Ke Bei's eyes flickered brightly. When he was silent in Ke Bei's mind, the silver light ball appeared three inches in front of Ke Bei. The next moment, he would hit Ke Bei.
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing sackcloth cotton coats with a few cracks on the worn down jacket and some black dirt on his feet appeared out of thin air.
The middle-aged man was unkempt, his clothes were tattered, and he looked like a beggar. His middle-aged man was all dirty. Only his hands were very clean, like white jade. At this moment, his white and clean palm was holding a fist. The size of the silver light ball, the silver light ball flickered a few times, suddenly bright and dark, after a moment it was completely silent, and disappeared with the wind.
"Boss, where did you hurt?"
The middle-aged man had thick eyebrows and no anger, and looked a little thick cheeks. At this moment, with a sense of concern, his eyes were black and white as if they were crystal-clear, looking straight at Kebei, as thick as the wind of the early spring The voice passed slowly.
"Brother."
Ke Bei bowed slightly, saluting respectfully to the middle-aged man in front of him. The middle-aged man was dressed quite similar to the owner of the temple, and when he appeared, Ke Bei did not sense the spatial fluctuations at all, apparently middle-aged Men are enlightened by the laws of space system, and they understand it very deeply.
Ke Bei instantly guessed that the person should be his master Wan Jian, but it was slightly doubtful that the master Wan Wan was the owner of the temple of the Wan Jian. It should be in the temple. How did it appear in the temple? nearby?
"Purple eyes Jinpeng tribe, do you know what's wrong?"
After confirming that Kebei was not injured, the middle-aged man turned slowly, and there were a few white tidbits floating out of the dirty cotton jacket. The middle-aged man did not exude shocking momentum. He seemed to be an ordinary person with a calm look. Looking at the three unrealistic peaks of the virtual reality who looked unsightly, said calmly.
"Wrong? You can take a shot of the temple vanity strong, sneak attack on the genius of the Zipeng Jinpeng tribe, why can't I take a shot?"
The temple and the ancient look are not friendly at all. Although we know that the middle-aged man in front of me is the legendary master of the Wanjian Temple, but what about it?
They are from the ancient world, not from the temple. Although some of the middle-aged men are aware of the laws of space, everyone is also the top of the virtual world. The purple-eye Jinpeng clan has three strong tops of virtual reality. Why fear it?
"Being the top of the virtual world ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It's the first mistake to shoot at the younger ..."
Hearing the words of the old man with a big nose, the middle-aged man looked calm and said flatly.
"This boy is my teacher and disciple, the third disciple of the Master. Regardless of inferiority or inferiority, I will commit the following mistakes. This is the second mistake ..."
The middle-aged man paused, glanced at the trio with sneer, and spoke again.
"No mistake, this is the third mistake ..."
"Huh, joke, what about he is a disciple who is the master of the temple? What's the connection with my ancient gods and beasts? Honor? I am the strongest person in the virtual realm.
A golden belt was tied around the waist. The old man, who had not opened his mouth, frowned slightly. He stepped forward and looked at the middle-aged man coldly. His hoarse voice was cold and proud, and said slowly.
The middle-aged man's shabby cotton jacket flicked slightly, a few white tidbits floated out for a moment, and the middle-aged man shook his head slightly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation.)