“The Lord of the Palace.

”

As soon as Wu Zu opened his mouth, he kept talking: "Look at the distribution and architecture of the Martial God Temple today, are there any dissatisfaction? If there is something you don't like, just overturn the reconstruction directly. Today, the Lord of the Palace will be in a hurry to go on a hurry.

Let’s rest, it just so happens that the senior backbone of the Martial God Temple will come here tomorrow, so that they can see the peerless style of the palace master!”

The guardians of the Holy Land looked at the martial ancestor who was erect, all of whom were twitching their mouths, and the wind was messy.

Will you die if you don’t flatter?

Wu Zu said again: "Lord of the Palace, your phoenix-feathered battle robe is placed in your bedroom. This phoenix-feathered battle robe has not been touched for 90,000 years. I thought I would have to wait another 90,000 years before I could see it.

Go to the palace master to put it on.

”

When Wu Zu recalled the past, a faint smile appeared on his face.

At that time, the Temple of the Martial God created this phoenix-feathered battle robe, which symbolized the position of the Temple of the Martial God in the mainland.

But the palace master left as soon as he said that, before he could even wear a phoenix feather battle robe.

Wu Zu took a deep breath and looked at Chu Yue with complicated eyes.

When the thought of the Buddha Mountain Shenxuan trial, he almost killed the palace master, Wu Zu had to silently recite the "sin" ten thousand times in his heart.

"Lord of the Palace,..."

Wu Zu was about to open his mouth and greet his past feelings.

"I see.

”

Chu Yue quickly interrupted Wu Zu: "If there is any other need, I will tell you.

”

She felt that if she let the Wu Zu continue to say anything, she would be afraid that she would not be able to enter the main palace hall even when it was dark.

Wu Zu nodded immediately like pounding garlic and made a gesture of command: "Master of the Palace, please--"

The warriors around the Temple of Martial God were stunned and shocked when they saw this.

It was simply unbelievable that this person who was so obedient in front of Ye Chuyue that he didn't dare to breathe was their high-ranking martial arts ancestor!

Chu Yue stepped into the magnificent and ancient hall, perhaps tens of thousands of years of history, which gave the palace a mysterious and solemn feeling.

Deep in the hall is her bedroom.

The bedroom is uninhabited all year round, resulting in no human spirit and a lot of cold emotions.

Chu Yue saw the Fengling Battle Robe mentioned by Wu Zu at a glance. The whole body was pure black, without too much embellishment, but instead looked capable.

The sunlight reflected in from outside the window and fell on Feng Ling's battle robe.

From a distance, it looks like black feathers swaying like flames that are unrivaled.

There is not too much beauty in the battle robe in front of me.

A black tone runs through the whole time.

From top to bottom, it is difficult to see a trace of a stitch, but it looks like a natural thing!

When the twelve guardians of the Holy Land saw this battle robe, their expressions changed slightly.

The white guardian frowned and looked at Chu Yue worriedly: "Mrs. Ye is suitable for red clothes, and the Holy Land can recreate a battle robe for the Lord of the Martial God Temple.

”

Today's battle robe requires someone to shirt, which not only requires natural imperial aura, but also requires sophistication and calmness.

If you don't wear it well, it will only make people feel funny.

It’s not that they don’t believe in Chu Yue, but when they see this battle robe, people of their age will feel a sense of awe.

Chu Yue fought in all directions, with the aura of an iron-blooded general who walked out of the sea of ​​corpses and bones, and occasionally exuded the momentum of dominating the world.

But if you want to match this battle robe, you are still almost old.

Although Chu Yue is already a mother, she is really old. She is less than twenty years old, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes will feel a little amidst!

Emperor Xia nodded and agreed with the view of the protector of Bai: "As far as I know, this battle robe was forged by ten martial gods ninety thousand years ago. The five hundred martial gods sealed their blood on the battle robe.

The palace master prayed for blessings with all living beings. After creating the battle robe, these five hundred martial gods died at the top of martial arts.

”

Because of its special origin and age, if it weren't for the visit of the Lord of the Martial God Temple, how could he suppress such a battle robe?

The Blood Guardian looked at the battle robe and felt a chill out of nowhere.

Chu Yue walked to the battle robe, raised her hand lightly, and gently stroked the battle robe with her fingers.

The moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to be able to see the many martial gods who followed her back then, creating this phoenix-feather battle robe in the not-so-glorious Martial God Temple.

When the Fengling Battle Robe was completed, they resolutely left the Temple of Martial God and walked to the top of the martial arts, voluntarily sacrificed themselves to exchange for light for the mainland.

The Fengling Battle Robe is the last gift they left to the Lord of the Martial God Temple!

Chu Yue's fingertips trembled slightly.

Thinking of the past.

There were all the ghosts under her seat, and there was also an army full of martial gods!

At that time, the Temple of Martial Gods was jealous of the continent and looked down on the imperial realm, standing at the top of martial arts to save lives and heal the wounded!

Nowadays, it is not as good as it was back then.

It is because the elders who created the Temple of War God all sacrificed their lives to the great cause of peace for all beings.

"Little Zu.

”

Chu Yue slowly opened her eyes and her voice was low.

“The Lord of the Palace.

”

Wu Zu bowed his head.

"Now, how many martial gods are there in the Temple of the Martial God?" Chu Yue asked, his eyes falling on Feng Ling's battle robe, as if he could see the people who had been following her to the death.

The Bai Guardians looked at each other in surprise.

They don't understand why Chu Yue asked this question.

After all, looking at the five continents, martial gods are all top-notch martial arts existences, and their rareness is no less rare.

And as we all know, there is no martial god in the Wat Temple. The most powerful martial ancestor is still far from the strength of the Martial God Realm.

Why did Mrs. Ye ask questions clearly?

But the Martial Ancestor's mood suddenly became heavier, "Report to the Lord of the Palace, there are no powerful people in the Martial God Realm in the Martial God Temple!"

Chu Yue stared at the battle robe, a little sadness appeared between her eyebrows, but a slight smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

"Yeah?"

She said softly: "How can the Temple of Martial God without Martial God be called Martial God Temple? It's ninety thousand years... It's time to enrich it..."

Wu Zu suddenly raised his head, and for a moment, it seemed as if he was young and met the palace master's blood boiling in a chaotic world. The silent eyes were filled with storms, and his emotions suddenly became as intense as a storm.

yes!

The Martial God Temple without the powerful Martial God is not worthy of being a Martial God Temple!!

The name of the Temple of the Martial God dared to call out was because looking at the temple of the Martial God, all of which were surging martial gods, suppressing evil spirits from all directions!!

If these words came from the mouths of others, Wu Zu would only think it was absurdity of dreaming in the daytime.

But if it were told by his palace master, he would know that he would definitely see the heroic spirit of the martial god in the future!

Chu Yue calmed down her mood and the smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger and stronger.

She stroked the Fengling battle robe and turned around, looking at Wu Zu and others with a smile: "Since she decided to wear this Fengling battle robe forged by five hundred martial gods ancestors, she had to celebrate it well, Xiao Zu, postpone it.

Three days after taking office, in the name of my deity, the lords of all the major heavenly forces, the Nine Continents of the Divine Realm, the Ten Independences and the Four Realms of the Lords came to the Temple of the Martial God Temple. We can also discuss the gradually unraveling of the Ghost Emperor Seal in the Void Realm.

Something is right!"


Chapter completed!