"I don't know, did he pass the ninth floor?"

"Tsk, why do you think so much? I haven't passed the first floor. Anyway, I admire him very much!"

Looking at Ke Bei who suddenly appeared on the ancient battle platform, after a brief silence around him, a strong discussion broke out. The core disciples who could become the Blood Axe were naturally geniuses, and geniuses were very proud. However, facing Ke Bei's defiant figure, even these proud geniuses lowered their proud heads and admired Ke Bei with all their bodies.

"Yeah? Why are there so many people?"

Looking at the dark heads around him, Ke Bei frowned slightly. He never liked to be the focus. Moreover, those pairs of eyes seemed to be able to spew back hot, and Ke Bei was even more uncomfortable.

"By the way, what's the name of this newcomer? Which mountain is it on? I'll go and make some contact with you later."

A young man with big eyes looked at Ke Bei in admiration and said in a low voice to the young man beside him.

"Tsk, even if you want to go, you probably have to queue up..."

The young man next to him curled his lips and said softly.

At this moment, the black crowd suddenly spread out to both sides, and a path appeared in the crowd. Su Ming, wearing a long lilac robe, still walked out slowly with his hands on his back, but no one noticed that Su Ming's fingers behind him were trembling slightly.

"Su Ming, hey... This former strongest man is about to step down from the altar."

"Hmph, Su Ming, I think you will be magical in the future? A newcomer can step you tightly under your feet."

Looking at Su Ming's slightly thin body, different thoughts arose in everyone's hearts. Most of them were sneering with a bit of gloating, and a small number of people were sighing and sympathizing.

However, even if Su Ming was defeated by Ke Bei, the remaining power accumulated over the years is still there, and no one dares to stop him.

"Is the eighth level a puppet who has comprehended the five-system law?"

Walking slowly to Ke Bei, Su Ming's aura was still floating, looking straight into Ke Bei's eyes and asked softly.

"yes."

Ke Bei nodded slowly. He still admired the young man in purple shirt in front of him. Although he lost to him, he definitely did not seem impetuous. He neither made harsh words nor despair or depressed. It can be seen how firm his heart is in pursuing the powerful!

"Yeah, thank you."

Su Ming turned around and left. He already knew the answer he wanted. As for whether Ke Bei had passed the ninth floor, he must not care, because it was too far away from him...

After Su Ming left, an old man wearing a gray robe and holding a wine pot in his hand, suddenly appeared in front of Ke Bei, responsible for managing the core disciples. The white-haired old man with the peak cultivation level of the Realm Lord Realm stood respectfully behind the sloppy old man.

"The ancients are here too."

"ancient!"

"ancient!"

Each genius bowed slightly to the old man with white hair and greeted him respectfully. They are all core disciples and are naturally familiar with the ancient catastrophe of the old man with white hair. At the same time, they are also very aware of the ancient power of the old man with white hair!

Of course, we must maintain a respectful heart for the strong, but they don’t know the old man who looks very sloppy. Although they are a little confused, how can the sloppy old man be qualified to stand with the ancients, they dare not say anything more.

"Little baby. I'll show me what you got in the Seal Hall?"

The sloppy old man took a sip of wine, and a few drops of crystal wine were stained with the beard. As the corners of the old man's mouth squirmed, the few drops of wine drifted across a perfect arc. He fell to the ground and then shattered into nine neat pieces.

Looking at the falling wine dripping, Ke Bei's heart trembled suddenly. When he looked at the sloppy again, his eyes were filled with deep fear. The old man's seemingly casual movements contained almost perfect spatial laws. Such a strong man was definitely not something Ke Bei could compete with now.

"It's this ring."

Ke Bei did not hide anything and stretched out his index finger. When he was about to take off the ring, he found that he could not take it down anyway. So in desperation, Ke Bei could only extend his entire finger awkwardly.

"nice one."

The sloppy old man raised his arm, wiped his mouth, stretched out his slightly thin fingers, gently stroked the dark golden ring, and two rays of light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"real?"

After looking at the sloppy old man's triangular eyes and his pointed minibus, Ke Bei felt that this old guy didn't look like a serious person no matter how he looked.

"Of course, I've always been very reliable."

The sloppy old man raised his neck slightly and said proudly.

However, when he heard the old man's words, Gu Jie, the white-haired old man standing beside him, trembled uncontrollably, his face remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but spat hard in his heart.

"You are still reliable? Did you forget how San Crazy's name came from?"

The old man with white hair had a disaster in the past, and he thought to himself, but he didn't have the courage to say these words.

"Come with me."

The sloppy old man looked at Ke Bei and nodded with satisfaction. Then, without waiting for Ke Bei to answer, he grabbed his shoulders directly. In an instant, the figures of the two disappeared on the ancient battle stage.

"Go back."

After the sloppy old man left Ke Bei, the white-haired old man swept the black crowd around him, and a thick and low voice suddenly sounded.

“Yes, ancient.”

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Young geniuses teleported away, and the dark crowd disappeared in an instant.

These people are all geniuses of the Blood Axe, and they all have the perfect cultivation of the virtual realm. They can all teleport, come and go quickly.

At this moment, two figures, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared in front of a thatched hut full of mold. The tall one was naturally Kebei, and the short one was naturally the sloppy old man.

"Do you want to taste the wine I brewed myself?"

The sloppy old man shook the wine pot in his hand and said to Ke Bei.

"No need, just say anything senior."

Looking at the black wine pot covered with dirt, Ke Bei felt a chill in his heart and shook his head in a hurry.

"Hehe, don't be polite, just take a sip."

A playful smile appeared on the corner of the sloppy old man's mouth. In an instant, Ke Bei seemed to be frozen, his body was completely out of control. He watched the sloppy old man pour the wine from the wine pot into his belly.

boom!

Just as the sip of wine was poured into his mouth, Ke Bei felt a sensation of chaos in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and he was dizzy, as if even his memory was blurred.

"Can you know the Lord of the Blood Abyss Realm?"

At this moment, a magnificent and thick voice suddenly came from the depths of Ke Bei's sea of ​​consciousness.

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