"court death!"

The moment Ke Bei jumped to the top of the mountain, the huge mental pressure disappeared instantly. He gritted his teeth tightly and endured the pain of soul tearing. A drop of blood dripped from Ke Bei's eyes, and his body suddenly shook, hugging Lu Qian, who was still flying backwards, staring at the young man with silent eyes, and extremely cold words squeezed out between his teeth.

After being swept by Ke Bei's cold eyes, the young man in the animal skin shivered suddenly and his body involuntarily retreated.

"Brother, he...he won't give Qianqian blood chicken..."

Lu Qian spitted blood from her mouth, and a weak voice came into Ke Bei's ears intermittently. Before she could finish her sentence, Lu Qian fell into a coma.

Of course, the young man with a skin was not heavy in his own opinion. He didn't even use 10% of his strength, but such a leg was not something Lu Qian could bear.

At this moment, Lu Qian was so angry that she seemed to lose her life at any time.

Ke Bei's face was extremely gloomy, and he hugged Lu Qian and walked towards the young man in the skin step by step.

"What are you going to do?"

The young man with beast skin looked at the blood dripping in his eyes, and Ke Bei, with a ferocious face, staggered and took a few steps back, and almost rolled down when he stepped back.

For some reason, seeing Ke Bei's crazy appearance, the young man in the animal skin felt a sense of fear from his soul.

"die!"

Ke Bei looked at the young man with a cold look, his body swayed slightly, and instantly appeared in front of the young man with a skin. Without saying a word, the shadow of his legs with a faint golden luster kicked out.

boom!

Before the young man with animal skin realized what was going on, he had already flew backwards. His strong body turned into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

After killing the young man with a foot, Ke Bei could no longer hold on. His eyes were blurred. He hugged Lu Qian and staggered a few times, fainting on the open space on the top of the mountain.

Although Ke Bei does not appear to be injured on the outside, there are cracks on his soul. If it were ordinary people, he would have died long ago. Ke Bei has been able to persevere until now and has reached his limit.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

There were constantly young people climbing to the top of the mountain. There were about 2 million people participating in the assessment that day, and about 20,000 people finally successfully climbed to the top of the mountain.

An open space in front of the Luo Temple was now full of people with excitement. They successfully stepped onto the top of the mountain and were basically sure that they could become candidate envoys.

Ke Bei and Lu Qian were still unconscious, lying on the cold stones, with their eyes tightly closed. Everyone's eyes did not stop on them, because they were not the only ones in the open space, but they were almost unconscious, and they all disappeared at a glance.

It is not easy to step onto the top of the mountain to come to the Luo Temple, unless it is particularly talented and has seven divine patterns like Lu Qianqian.

There are very few people with five divine patterns, not to mention seven divine patterns. Most people only have three divine patterns. Although these people are lucky enough to persevere until the end and win that glimmer of hope. But the moment they stepped onto the top of the mountain, they were exhausted.

Rumble!

At night, the thick blood-colored gate of Luoshen Temple slowly opened. A group of young men wearing blood-colored robes and proud colors walked out slowly.

"Everyone lined up!"

The leading young man shouted softly.

Brush!

Everyone looked at the young man in a blood-colored robe in awe and quickly lined up in an orderly line, one by one, and they were silent.

"Get your token."

The young man in the blood robe nodded to the young man standing on both sides in blood.

The people who had just stepped onto the top of the mountain carefully took the blood-colored token handed over by the young man in the blood robe, and then walked cautiously to enter the dark red door.

Behind the gate is the Temple of Luo.

The Temple of Luo is very large, like an ancient castle.

After everyone took the blood token and stepped into the gate of the Luo Temple, the young man in the blood robe took them away.

A moment later, there were only one or two thousand people who had already fainted on the open space on the mountaintop in front of the Luo Temple.

"A bunch of waste!"

The young man in the blood robe swept coldly over the unconscious people.

"What's the use of barely stepping on it?"

"Become a candidate god or a waste?"

The young man in the blood robe looked extremely disdainful and coldly swept over the fainting people. Almost all of these unconscious people had three divine patterns.

"Huh? Two divine patterns?"

Suddenly, the young man in the blood robe stopped at Ke Bei's body, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Whoosh!

The young man in the blood robe flashed and appeared in front of Ke Bei.

"How is it possible for two divine patterns!"

The young man in the blood robe looked at the two divine patterns on Ke Bei's forehead and was slightly stunned, with an incomprehensible look on his cheek.

"How could two divine patterns step onto the top of the mountain?"

The young man in blood robe frowned and looked at Ke Bei in confusion.

boom!

"Seven Divine Patterns!"

The young man in blood robe looked at Ke Bei for a moment in confusion. He was very curious about Ke Bei, an existence that had two divine patterns, who could step onto the top of the mountain, so he also looked at Lu Qian a few more times. When he saw the seven divine patterns on Lu Qian's forehead, his head exploded and he took a deep breath of air conditioning.

"Come!"

The young man in the blood robe shouted softly.

"grown ups."

The young man in the blood-robed robe standing on both sides of the gate of the Luo Temple heard the call of the young man, and hurried over.

"Send this woman to the Lord of Qiong Qiong Palace."

The man in the blood robe rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

"yes."

Suddenly, two young men in blood robes picked up Lu Qian and walked towards the gate of the Luo Temple.

"Tsk tsk, a peerless genius with seven divine patterns!"

"The Lord of Qiong Qiong Palace has received such a genius, so he will definitely give me some rewards."

The young man in the blood robe was named Taia, and he was the envoy under the command of the Qiongqiong Palace.

The Luo Temple is the main temple, and there are 108 sub-hones under it. These 108 sub-hones take turns to attract new people. It happened to be Qiongqiong Hall on this day, and the Qiongqiong Hall has always been responsible for accepting new people.

Taia has been in charge of accepting newcomers for seven or eight years. This is the first time he has encountered an existence with seven divine patterns, so he is of course excited.

Generally speaking, most newcomers have three divine patterns, and it is very rare for those with four divine patterns. Even if those with three divine patterns or four divine patterns become candidate divine envoys and receive the inheritance of the Luo Temple, it is almost difficult for them to become divine envoys.

The Qiongqiong branch hall ranks 97th among the 108 branch halls. The higher the ranking, the richer the resources you can get. The one who decides the ranking of the branch hall is the number and strength of the divine envoys that the branch hall has!

Lu Qian has seven divine patterns. After being inherited, she is likely to become the most peak of the divine envoys. Such strength plays a crucial role in the upcoming ranking battle between the sub-districts!

Looking at the remaining two thousand people who were still unconscious, the young man in blood robe frowned slightly, the excitement on his cheek slowly subsided, and he glanced at Ke Bei coldly.

"It's still the same rule!"

"Take these unconscious wastes to the side hall."!~!
Chapter completed!