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Chapter 312 Do you know who I am?

A moment later, a purple bamboo forest swaying in the wind, elegant palaces everywhere, decorate them in an orderly manner.

The breeze blows, the purple bamboo sways, and the fragrance swells. In an instant, Ke Bei had an illusion, as if he had suddenly come to a paradise. The air in Tianchi is extremely pure, and the fragrance of purple bamboo is mixed in between, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

But a sudden harsh sound broke the tranquility of the purple bamboo forest.

"Get out of here, what are you? A little thing from the Life Wheel Realm is also qualified to let Zi Lan take action?"

A rough voice suddenly came from an elegant attic in the purple forest.

"The Lord of the Jiuman Palace... This woman is Luke's friend, please feel comfortable..."

An old man in gray clothes, holding Bingyou with his pale face, stood outside the elegant pavilion, looking at the burly man, with a deep helpless look on his old cheeks, and a very obscure fear in the depths of his eyes.

The old man in gray clothes who had the cultivation level of the Void Realm was frightened. This burly man was obviously not an ordinary person.

"I don't know who Ruke is. You should be very clear about the rules. This is Tianchi, not a place where kittens and dogs can come. Get out of here!"

The burly man was ten feet tall, with his hair loose, wearing a short animal skin shirt. Under the shirt, there were light purple mysterious patterns in his bronze skin, and they were exaggerated and raised, as if the muscles were like rocks were beating slightly. As the muscles trembled slightly, the space suddenly cracked several dark gaps!

A faint muscle swells is to tear the space apart!

The burly man Jiuman, like a hill, has a terrifying and powerful body. Even in the most powerful lineage of ancient beasts, there are very few people who can tremble their muscles and shake the space. Such powerful people can compare with the peak of the virtual realm by relying on the power of the **!

The Temple is worthy of being the center of power in the Blood Abyss Realm. There is such a strong man in an inconspicuous back mountain.

There are 81 and elegant pavilions in Tianchi. In front of each pavilion is a burly guardian of a large man with a physique of the Jiuman.

However, the great men guarding in front of other elegant pavilions are not as strong as Jiuman in terms of physical strength or momentum. Moreover, the elegant palace behind Jiuman seems to be larger than the other eighty palaces.

The old man in gray had a helpless look on his cheeks, and his heart was extremely bitter. He could not afford to offend the burly man in front of him, and Luke could not afford to offend him even more. He was in a dilemma. When the old man in gray bit and was about to tell Ke Bei another identity, Ke Bei's figure appeared in front of the old man at some point, and he took Bing You into the old man's hand with a calm expression.

"There's a good show..."

The moment the old man in gray saw Ke Bei's appearance, the pressure in his heart suddenly dissipated, and there was a touch of playfulness in his eyes when he looked at the burly man Jiuman.

"Hmph, Jiuman, aren't you crazy? Are you arrogant? The titled Lord whose identity and status are comparable to that of the Lord of the Temple Palace is ignored, right? Hehe... Then, the third direct disciple of the Lord of the Temple Palace Palace Palace, is this identity worth a lot?"

The old man in gray had a look of regret on his face. He bowed slightly to Ke Bei with guilt for a long time, but his heart was filled with joy, waiting to watch the showdown between the two.

One is the third direct disciple of the Lord of the Temple, and the other is the guardian of the direct disciple of the Tianchi Ancestor who has always been mysterious and has never walked out of the Purple Bamboo Forest.

“Get out of here!”

Ke Bei's brows were slightly deep, holding Bingyou who was so angry that he looked coldly at the burly man Jiuman. Bingyou's nine life wheels were almost broken. If it was not treated in time, although it would not be in danger of life, it could affect her potential. If the life wheel was repaired too late and left hidden dangers, it would be almost impossible for Bingyou to break through the virtual realm.

Ke Bei originally thought Bingyou should have been taken to the last place of the temple for treatment, but he did not expect that the best place for healing was to come, but he had not been able to treat it yet!

"Who are you?"

The burly man Jiuman naturally would not get out of the way. His burly body was like a small hill, blocking Kebei's way out.

"Rook!"

Ke Bei was worried about Bingyou and his voice was extremely cold.

The burly man sneered, and a sarcastic look appeared on the corner of his firm mouth.

"You are the titled Lord? Hahaha, do you really think you are a character? This is Tianchi!"

"You, the title master, have you the right to break the rules? Get out!"

He sneered disdainfully and shouted in a low voice. Suddenly, an invisible impact suddenly swelled. Ke Bei groaned, a drop of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and his body retreated backwards uncontrollably.

**The power can rival the Jiuman, who is the peak powerhouse of the virtual realm, cannot be fought against by Ke Bei now.

Tick!

A crystal drop of blood dripped along the corner of Ke Bei's mouth and fell on Bingyou's pale cheeks.

Ke Bei looked at the burly man coldly, slowly wiped away the blood dripping from Bing You's cheeks, and did not say anything. He flipped it casually and a crystal-colored blood-colored token appeared in his palm.

"Can you recognize this?"

Ke Bei threw the blood-colored token out, and the blood-colored token quietly hangs in front of the burly man Jiuman.

Jiuman sneered. He didn't take Kebei's titled Lord seriously at all. He didn't know how many Lord of the titled Lord has produced in millions of years? But how many people can finally reach the peak of the Void Realm?

"I said that the titled Palace Master is not qualified to act here. Get out of here quickly, otherwise don't blame me for taking action!"

The burly man Jiuman didn't even look at the blood-colored token. He thought that the token was a token representing the identity of the Lord of the Enforced Palace. With a wave of his hand, a hurricane suddenly rose, and in an instant it only brought three pieces of the entire Blood Abyss Realm, which in a sense meant that the Blood Abyss Order of the Heir of the Temple flew out.

"you!"

Ke Bei did not expect that this reckless man would actually roll the Blood Abyss Order away directly. Bing You's injuries could not be waited anymore and he had to be treated immediately. Therefore, even if the burly man Jiuman injured himself just now, Ke Bei didn't care. After all, the burly man was also responsible.

However, when Ke Bei took out the Blood Abyss Order, the burly man Jiuman didn't even look at it, and his actions of rolling the Blood Abyss Order completely angered Ke Bei!

With Xue Yuan Ling in hand, as the third direct disciple of the Lord of the Temple, Ke Bei is equivalent to the prince of the Temple. The holy mountain is so big that anyone should be respectful when they see him!

Just as Ke Bei was about to tell his identity, a middle-aged man wearing a shabby cotton jacket appeared silently out of thin air in the void. The place where he appeared happened to be where the Blood Abyss Order flew out, so the middle-aged man naturally took the Blood Abyss Order that belonged to Ke Bei in his hand.

"Senior Brother, someone bullies me!"

Ke Bei looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, and the haze in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he shouted a loud voice, which made the middle-aged man a little stunned for a moment. (To be continued...)

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