Eschatological System

Ke Bei is well aware of the power of the Qingxuan Nine-Leaf Secret Technique. Two green leaves are easy enough to obliterate the strong man in the lower Void Realm. The unruly young man is obviously not a strong Void Realm. Ke Bei can't figure out why he didn't die. /

In fact, Ke Bei's calculations were very precise. The three old men who suddenly appeared were all at the peak of the Void Realm. It stands to reason that the unruly youth should have died, but he did not.

After a moment of silence, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in Ke Bei's mind.

"Soul Guardian Artifact!"

Ke Bei's mind was like lightning, and he guessed the only possibility in an instant!

Artifacts that guard the soul are extremely rare, and their value is much higher than ordinary top-level artifacts. Generally speaking, soul artifacts are the most difficult to refine. Ordinary soul artifacts, even the most common offensive soul artifacts, Its value is similar to that of a top-level artifact, not to mention an artifact that guards the soul.

"Careless..."

Ke Bei frowned, pondered for a moment, and then sighed leisurely. He didn't expect that the young man possessed a very rare soul-guarding artifact.

If Ke Bei knew in advance that the unruly young man possessed the artifact that guards the soul, then Ke Bei would never have the slightest reservation, and would definitely use his full strength to use the Qingxuan Nine-Leaf Secret Art, coupled with the top-level offensive soul artifact bestowed by the master of the temple, even the unruly The young man possesses an artifact to guard the soul, and Ke Bei is sure to kill it!

"late."

Glancing at the three old men who suddenly appeared, Ke Bei shook his head regretfully.

At this moment, there are three existences at the top of the Void Realm guarding the unruly youth, and it is impossible for Ke Bei to kill them any longer. Although the speed of the mental attack is very fast, there must be a strong person with spiritual power among the three old men who guard the unruly youth.

Around the battle stage, dozens of challengers with the peak cultivation of the life wheel, their mouths grew wide, and there was a deep shock in their eyes. After a long time. Only then did he come back to his senses, looking at Ke Bei with fear in his eyes.

"Too. Too powerful, the unruly youth was actually defeated by one of his moves, and it seems that he almost killed him..."

"With his strength, it's normal to have Bingyou..."

The faces of the people were a little strange, some were shocked, some were jealous, and some were envious.

After the unruly young man woke up, the three old men who suddenly appeared were completely relieved.

The worry on his face gradually subsided, and he immediately looked at Ke Bei, his eyes full of cold killing intent!

"It seems too domineering to act in the temple!"

The head is the old man with a golden belt around his waist. Taking a step forward, he appeared in front of Ke Bei in an instant, and asked in a hoarse voice with an icy chill.

"Overbearing? My temple is qualified to be overbearing! What can you do?"

The corners of Ke Bei's mouth turned up slightly. He said coldly, with the gold-threaded battle suit protecting his body, no one in the Blood Abyss Realm could hurt him, so Ke Bei was naturally not afraid of the old man in front of him with the peak cultivation base of the Void Realm.

"Hmph, my family follows the tradition of blood abyss, and came here to challenge the position of titled hall master. I have already given you enough face in the temple. If your temple is afraid of losing, just say it directly, you are a strong man in the virtual realm, take action to deal with it!" A junior, don't you feel ashamed? Or do you mean that your temple will do such shameful deeds?"

Angry flames shot out from the pupils of the three old men, forcibly suppressing the urge to kill Ke Bei immediately, and said sarcastically.

"Haha, bullying the younger generation? I am twenty-two years old this year, and the wheel of life has not yet been opened. Who do you say is the younger generation? With this strength, how dare you challenge the coercion of the temple? How dare you pretend to be a super genius who will never be seen in thousands of years? If this General garbage is only seen once in tens of millions of years, so your so-called ancient beasts are all things that are not as good as garbage!"

Ke Bei suddenly took a step forward, never retreating a step, and confronted the old man who was the leader. Ke Bei's purpose was to provoke trouble, so naturally he wanted to play Leng Ao to the end.

Ke Bei's sneering words made the faces of the three old men change. They secretly sensed that what Ke Bei said was the truth, and that Ke Bei did not activate the life wheel...for a while, the three old men couldn't find the truth. Appropriate words to refute, although the three Void Realm peak powerhouses did not speak, but their faces became more and more gloomy, and the killing intent almost condensed into substance!

"Hmph, get out of the way, don't stand in my way!"

Ke Bei waved his hand, as if chasing away flies, and said to the three old men standing in front of him.

"you wanna die!"

The three are all peerless powerhouses at the peak of the Void Realm, even among the Purple Eyed Golden Roc, they are respected powerhouses, when have they ever been so useless.

Finally, one of the old men wearing a purple robe, with narrow eyes and a big nose could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, let out a low growl from his throat, and pointed out that the space three feet in front of him suddenly collapsed, The silver ball of light condensed by the power of space jumped at his fingertips, and there were dense cracks like spider webs around the silver ball.

"Is this the strength possessed by the Void Realm peak powerhouse?"

Ke Bei looked indifferently at the old man who was compressing the space with his hands. He was a little shocked, but his heart was calm, and he exerted a little force on his fingers holding the crystal token.

"Master, senior brother, second senior brother, help!"

Ke Bei's thoughts moved slightly, and a divine thought came out through the bloody token.

The powerhouse at the pinnacle of the Void Realm, Ke Bei can't rely on his own strength to fight against, but he is not flustered, with the hole card of the gold-thread battle suit, Ke Bei really has nothing to worry about, but it is not a last resort, Ke Bei is not afraid. I hope this trump card is exposed, after all, if a little guy whose life wheel has not been opened, if he can fight against the powerhouse at the peak of the Void Realm, it will be too weird...

Therefore, at the moment when the big-nosed old man made a move, Ke Bei chose to call for help without hesitation.

There was a sneer at the corner of Ke Bei's mouth. Although he failed to kill the unruly young man, he managed to force the old man with the peak cultivation base of the Void Realm to take action. He was the title master and the third direct disciple of the temple master , this kind of status is no worse than that of an unruly young man. The Void Realm peak powerhouse of the lineage of the ancient gods and beasts attacked him. Ke Bei didn't believe that the temple would not have any indication!

Buzz~~

The silver ball of light was no bigger than a fist. With the casual wave of the old man with the big nose, the silver ball of light shot out slowly. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed, and a ferocious pitch-black gully appeared in the void, as if drawn on white paper There was a black pen mark.

Ke Bei frowned slightly, staring at the seemingly slow, but implying the laws of space, the incredibly fast silver ball of light, silently calculating in his heart.

"One breath, two breaths...the person should be here."

Ke Bei's eyes shone brightly, and just as he was meditating in his mind, the silver ball of light suddenly appeared three inches in front of Ke Bei's body, and it was about to bombard Ke Bei's body in the next moment.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a linen padded jacket with several cracks on his worn padded jacket and some black dirt on his bare feet appeared out of thin air.

The middle-aged man was unkempt, with tattered clothes. He looked like a beggar. The middle-aged man was dirty all over. Only his hands were very clean, like creamy white jade. At this moment, there was a fist in his white and clean palm. Large and small silver light balls, the light of the silver light ball flickered a few times, flickering, and after a while, it was completely silent and dissipated with the wind.

"Third brother, where did you hurt?"

The middle-aged man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, not angry and pretentious, and his cheeks look a bit simple and honest. At this moment, there is concern, black and white are as clear as crystal clear eyes, looking straight at Ke Bei, as vigorous as the wind of early spring The voice came slowly.

"Big brother."

Ke Bei bowed slightly, and said hello to the middle-aged man in front of him respectfully. The middle-aged man's clothes were quite similar to those of the temple master, and when he just appeared, Ke Bei didn't sense the spatial fluctuation at all. Obviously, the middle-aged man What the man comprehended was the law of the space system, and he comprehended it extremely deeply.

Ke Bei instantly guessed that the person who came should be his senior brother Wan Jian, but he was a little puzzled that the senior brother Wan Jian is the master of Wanjian Temple, so he should be in the temple, why did he appear in the temple? nearby?

"Purple-eyed Jinpeng clan, do you know your mistake?"

After confirming that Ke Bei was not injured, the middle-aged man turned around slowly. There were a few strands of white flowers floating out of the dirty padded jacket. The middle-aged man did not exude a shocking aura. He seemed to be an ordinary person with a calm expression. Looking at the three Void Realm peak-level powerhouses whose expressions had become ugly, he said calmly.

"Wrong? You who are strong in the virtual realm of the temple can make a move and sneak attack on my purple-eyed Jinpeng clan genius. Why can't I make a move?"

The Holy Temple and the ancient look are not friendly at all. Although I know that the middle-aged man in front of me is the legendary master of the Temple of Ten Thousand Swords, so what?

They belonged to the ancient look, not the temple. Although they were a little amazed at the middle-aged man's understanding of the law of space, everyone was also at the peak of the virtual realm, and the purple-eyed Jinpeng clan had three peak virtual realm experts here. What is there to be afraid of?

"As a powerhouse at the peak of the Void Realm, it is the first mistake to attack the younger generation..."

Hearing what the old man with the big nose said, the middle-aged man looked calm and said in a flat tone.

"This young man is my junior brother, the third direct disciple of the master, no distinction is made between the superior and the inferior, if the subordinate commits the superior, this is the second mistake..."

The middle-aged man paused, glanced at the three with a disdainful sneer, and spoke again.

"I don't know if I'm wrong, this is the third mistake..."

"Hmph, what a joke, so what if he is the direct disciple of the master of the temple? What does he have to do with my desolate beast? High or low? I am a powerhouse at the peak of the Void Realm, and strength is the most important thing. Why is there no distinction between high and low?"

With a golden belt tied around his waist, the elder who had not spoken all this time, frowned slightly, took a step forward, looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and said slowly in a hoarse voice with an air of arrogance.

The middle-aged man's shabby padded jacket fluttered slightly, and a few wisps of white flowers floated out gently. After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man shook his head slightly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)