"Hmm......" The cold snort of blood ink directly entered Xia Qili's ears, making this powerhouse who comprehended the realm of the universe also feel a tremble on his body, and the vest couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat in an instant.

After the blood ink drank away Xia Lengfeng, he no longer looked at the Xia family's uncle and nephew, and his eyes fell back on Qiao's body.

The breath of the group in the main hall couldn't help but tighten secretly, and everyone was wondering what Qiao Wu's identity was, and after calling the name of Lord Martial God just now, Martial God Blood Ink actually stopped Xia Lengfeng's reprimand for this young man.

Lord Martial God, is this going to personally ask this young man who dares to call him by his name?

Everyone secretly fell on the body of Blood Ink with a wait-and-see look.

"Hehe......"

To everyone's surprise, Xuemo suddenly laughed softly, and actually showed a smile to the young man from the Zero Special Operations Camp in the main hall.

Laughed...... Valkyrie-sama actually laughed!

The smile of the blood ink was like a thunderbolt that exploded directly in front of the eyes of the group of participants in the inner and outer halls of the Martial God Temple, and the Martial God Lord, who had always had a cold expression and was rarely seen smiling when teaching to many disciples, actually smiled!

Looking at that smile, it is definitely a smile from the heart.

Under the gaze of a group of people who couldn't help but show a shocked look, Xuemo's usual upright posture also leaned forward, with that faint smile on his face, and he couldn't say to Qiao with a look that surprised the people of the Martial God Temple: "That's right, I'm Xuemo." ”

For a while, the people in the entire hall thought it was too strange. The blood ink, who has always been high, actually showed a kind look to a little-known little character.

It's just even more strange that the young man in front of Blood Ink actually turned a blind eye to the powerful Force Force Force field of everyone in the entire field, and the momentum displayed on his body was actually not lower than anyone in the main hall.

In the end, everyone felt that Qiao couldn't show his confident momentum, and he didn't fall behind in front of the blood and ink!

In the space where Qiao couldn't face the blood ink, although the strength of the blood ink was definitely stronger, and the decoration of the main seat was higher than the people standing in the main hall, no matter how the people in the main hall looked, the momentum displayed by the two people was completely as if they were standing on the same level.

It's crazy...... It turns out that there are really such arrogant guys in the world......

After Bloodink finally spoke, Joe couldn't help but say no more. The two looked at each other silently for a few breaths. Until this time. The disciples of the Martial God Hall in the main hall just spit out the breath that they had just held inexplicably.

They looked at Joe's eyes again, it was like looking at a calf who was not afraid of tigers in his first life, and they naturally and quickly calculated in their hearts that this kid was coming. Will it bring any changes to the existing pattern of the Martial God Temple?

After all, anyone can see it. Bloody ink is really interested in this young man...... Not a general interest......

At this point. Xuemo glanced at Qiao Couldn't do it again, and said softly: "Yes, you are very good! I can't help but think of one of my old friends!"

"What old man?" Qiao couldn't stand on top of the main hall, completely ignoring the two rows of disciples of the Martial God Temple on the left and right around him, and there seemed to be only blood ink in his eyes.

The smile on Xuemo's face seemed to be a little better, since he saw in the video video that Qiao couldn't arrogantly defeat his three Martial God Temple's subordinates, the arrogance on Qiao's body couldn't help but remind him of the madman Qiao who had died in his and Jing Kerui's calculations.

Qiao can't, this madman who has never surpassed the blood ink, until now he is still a closed flesh thorn in the heart of the blood ink, as long as the slightest stirring, it will sting somewhere in the body.

Xuemo was very satisfied that Qiao couldn't know his current performance, after entering the main hall, this young man who was not close to the madman Qiao he was familiar with in temperament made his eyes shine, and his body exuded the same arrogant aura as the madman Qiao all the time, even if the strength of everyone in the entire hall was far higher than this young man, but with this arrogance, there was no wavering from beginning to end.

If Xuemo was only satisfied with Joe with three points before, now he has seven points of satisfaction.

Xuemo knows that the madman Qiao can't always be a thorn in his heart, and this thorn has been in his body and mind for I don't know how many springs and autumns, so in Xuemo's heart, there has always been a wish, that is, the Qiao he can only look up at can't be trampled under his feet!

But the madman Joe couldn't have been blown up by the 'Eternal Star Core', so the blood ink that had been holding this obsession in his heart found Joe Can't, this recruit who suddenly emerged from the Zero Special Operations Battalion in his eyes, regarded him as a substitute for the madman Joe's can't.

Thinking of this, it was even more difficult for Blood Ink to suppress the thought in his heart that he wanted to make Joe unable to be a disciple, as long as this way, he could receive the great bow every time he taught Joe to be unable to do so.

No matter how you think about it, it will make Xuemo feel comfortable!

It's just that Xuemo is like this in his heart, the conversation between the two is still continuing, and Xuemo then asked Qiao about the identity of the deceased just now, and couldn't answer to Qiao: "Hmph, this person is an old friend of mine, but unfortunately, he is also an enemy of mine!"

Hmmm――

As the cold snort of Blood Ink sounded, an extremely cold air seemed to suddenly appear in the entire inner hall, and Qiao couldn't know that this was not a real cold air, but the impact of the Force fluctuations in Blood Ink's body on the rules of the surrounding space.

Fortunately, Xuemo only subconsciously snorted coldly, and did not rush this cold snort in the direction of anyone, Qiao couldn't clearly know that with his current strength, he couldn't withstand the influence of such a strong rule power as Xuemo, if he hit the impact of such a rule power, his whole body would be deeply frozen by the cold!

Reaching the realm of the small universe, there will be a trace of the power of the rules of the universe between the usual gestures and feet, and Qiao has never reached this realm. So understand how terrifying the current strength of Blood Ink is to himself.

However, Qiao couldn't also snort coldly in his heart at the same time, how could he not listen to the words of the blood ink and talking about himself, the madman Qiao who had been dominant in the entire universe!

It's a pity that when Xuemo saw his current self, he couldn't have imagined that his 'old man' was in front of him, otherwise, he would definitely be able to scare this miscellaneous piece fiercely!

After the cold voice, Xuemo's tone couldn't help but pause, Qiao couldn't know if this person thought of himself again, and still didn't say anything until Xuemo spoke again: "Although the person you look like is my enemy, I appreciate this enemy." This man is also a genius. Your personality is also very similar to his...... Seeing you now is like seeing him in his early years. ”

"Like him?" Qiao couldn't think to himself that since Lao Tzu had been reborn, he would never be fooled by you again: "Why don't you say that guy is like me!"

"Huh...... There is nothing wrong with that. The more Xuemo looked at Qiao couldn't help it, the more he felt that the person standing in front of him was the young madman of the year, and he couldn't help but directly say what he thought in his heart: "Qiao Wutian." Would you like to be my teacher? Be my personal disciple?"

Rumble!

Blood Ink's words were like a delicate composite gene chain directly detonating in the hall of the Martial God Temple. Whether it was the inner gate or the outer gate of the Martial God Temple, at this time, they all looked at Qiao Bu's body, as if they wanted to see how lucky this kid was.

It's just a one-sided relationship. The supreme Martial God Lord of the Martial God Hall is ready to accept apprentices, and this will be a big surprise for anyone! Now the number of Martial God Blood Ink disciples in the Martial God Hall is only a handful, and Qiao's inability to meet made many people in the Martial God Hall red-eyed with jealousy.

As a result, the surprise of the people in the hall had not yet dissipated, and a voice suddenly sounded in the hall that made people completely speechless.

"Why should I be your apprentice!"

......

In the meeting hall of the inner hall of the Martial God Temple, it suddenly became as silent as a ghost domain.

Almost everyone decided that the young man in the main hall who was summoned by Blood Ink would definitely agree to become the inner disciple of Lord Martial God, but that kind of happy scene did not appear, this young man actually did not agree!

What the hell is this, or are you sleepwalking?

The people at the Martial God Hall who were sitting on both sides of the main hall all glanced at the people around them for a few moments, as if they were wondering if they were dreaming, so they saw such a ridiculous scene.

After Qiao couldn't finish refusing to become a disciple of Blood Ink, he stood in the main hall with an indifferent expression, carefully observing Blood Ink's expression.

Xuemo wanted to accept him as a disciple, Qiao couldn't immediately recall the experience of the two of them only getting along, how could he not think about what Xuemo was thinking. I want Lao Tzu to kneel you, in the next life!

The blood ink sitting in the main seat didn't seem to expect that Qiao couldn't directly refuse his proposal, and he was a little silent for a while, his eyes seemed to want to see through Qiao at once, staring at Qiao Can't's expression.

Whew!

The neat short beard on Bloody Ink's face seemed to be blown by the wind, and a blood-colored force that seemed to be like a substance enveloped his entire body at once, and a force full of killing breath faintly overflowed from it, so that everyone in the field did not dare to act rashly at this moment.

"In that case, let's be the guest of the inner temple of my Martial God Temple......"

Bloody Ink's eyes stared earnestly into Qiao's eyes, and his tone returned to the state that seemed to be without any emotion at the beginning.

Qiao couldn't move slightly in his heart, if he was just a guest in the inner hall of the Martial God Temple, then he would have the power to move around in the Martial God Temple, so that he would have the opportunity to find his own stellar fire gene chain and help him break through to the realm of the immortal star body faster.

Seeing that Qiao couldn't refuse, Xuemo thought that as long as he could keep Qiao in the Martial God Temple, then he would still have a chance to accept apprentices, so he didn't think at all in his heart that he would not be able to put Qiao back in the Zero Special Operations Camp, and he wished to keep Qiao in the Martial God Temple for the rest of his life, as a substitute for Qiao Can't be his madman. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )