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Ye Lingyue looked at the map, Tiankui Hall, the first temple in the 36th Tianzhu Temple.

Recently, the Tianzhu Leihai, where the owner of the temple should be the Lord of Heaven.

But the map can only provide such information.

Unlike the **** of the land, Ye Lingyue knows nothing about the information of the 36 Tianzhu Temple Lords.

"Master, every temple in the Temple of Heaven, the defense is very strict. In a temple of heaven, there is a thousand days of soldiers, a celestial lord. The strength of the lord of heaven is stronger than the yak king." The ancestors of the mixed yuan told Ye Lingyue their own findings.

"That alone, you are his opponent?"

Ye Lingyue asked.

"If it is just a singles, the subordinates can tie a tie with the master of the Tiankui, even a little better. But there is one point. The master of Tiankui is proficient in a special martial art, subordinates plus the owner, not the opponent. Therefore, Tiankui Hall can only be wise and can't attack." The old ancestors of the mixed yuan are not the ancestors of the mixed Yuanzong, and the analysis of the battle situation is very old.

"I also agree with wisdom. If it is a strong attack, I am afraid that it will be discovered by the other 35 temples of the Temple of Heaven."

Ye Lingyue also agreed with the opinions of the ancestors of the mixed yuan, but she did not know how to take it for a while.

At this time, Ye Lingyue suddenly remembered something.

"The ancestors of the mixed yuan, you should also come to the Temple of Heaven for the first time. Why do you know that the master of Tiankui is familiar with special martial arts?"

"The owner is really careful, but in fact, he can't remember clearly. Just remember that he once met the **** of heaven in the realm of the gods. I want to come to this temple and the gods."

The ancestors of the mixed yuan smiled.

The ancestors of the mixed yuan were transformed into shackles by Ye Lingyue, but the behind-the-scenes black hand behind him was also real, and he did not know what he or she had moved on the body of the ancestors.

The old ancestors only remember that they came from the realm of the gods, but most of the things about the gods have not been remembered.

In this way, even if Ye Lingyue wants to investigate what the real world wants to harm her, it is impossible.

The memory of the ancestors of the mixed yuan was erased, but when he looked at the master of Tiankui in the dark, he felt that he had seen him, so he reminded Ye Lingyue.

"Oh, is it true that the Temple of Heaven and the black hand behind the scene are also related?"

Ye Lingyue listened, and his eyebrows rose.

This is a good opportunity. Maybe she can take a chance and try to find some news about the black hand behind the scenes.

She thought a little, and immediately counted her heart.

She whispered aside the ancestors of the mixed yuan, and the old ancestors nodded.

Ye Lingyue took out a line and replaced it with the old ancestors in the direction of Tiankui Temple.

Tiankui Hall is located in the southernmost part of the 36th Tianzhu Temple.

The whole palace is full of atmosphere and is enveloped in the rays of the sun all day long.

In the vestibule of the Tianzhu Temple, a piece of bamboo is planted. Unlike the ordinary bamboo, the Tianzhu bamboo of the Tianzhu Temple is golden and grows on the sea of clouds. It needs to be watered with a spring to grow.

The growth of Scorpio bamboo is also very slow, and every year, it is only a long time.

Therefore, these two acres are only high-profile Tianzhu bamboo, which has been hundreds of years old, and it is precious.

A warrior in a bronze helmet, standing in front of Tianzhu, the man is nine feet tall, no need to face, his face is red and big, and he looks like a fierce Zhang Fei, he is Tiankui. Lord of the temple.

"The lord of the temple, there is a **** who claims to be the ancestor of the ancestors outside the temple, and seeks to see him outside."

A Scorpio soldier hurried forward.

"Family ancestors? This name seems to have been heard. Remember, he seems to be a main **** in the North. When I went to see God and God, I served on the side. Just him Ok, don't stay in the realm of the gods, what are you doing to me?"

The main face of Tiankui Temple is exposed to the hustle and bustle. It is very unexpected that the main **** like the ancestors of the ancestors will actually come to the place of the Temple of Heaven.

Is it true that God has any orders?

Where does the master of Tiankui know that the current ancestors of the mixed yuan are no longer the original ancestors of the original.

"Pushing people in... It's the lord of the house to meet in person."

The owner of Tiankui Palace was wearing a dress crown, and he took care of the two acres of Tianzhu bamboo.

Outside the Temple of Heaven, Ye Lingyue and the old ancestors waited.

It turned out that Ye Lingyue's plan was to use the identity of the ancestors of the mixed ancestors and mix them into the Tiankui Hall.

Even so, Ye Lingyue's heart is still a bit embarrassing. After one day, the lord of the lord does not remember the ancestors of the mixed yuan, or that after the rebellion of the ancestors of the mixed yuan, the black hand released the wanted order, the old ancestors OK, no doubt equivalent to self-investment.

But in addition to this method, Ye Lingyue has no other way, not to spend a single pawn, mixed into the Tiankui Hall, she can only fight together now.

Fortunately, Ye Lingyue's luck has always been good, this time is no exception.

The Scorpio Warrior went in and reported that it didn't take long before he heard a burst of laughter.

"The ancestors, who have not seen for many years, are still as old and strong as they were."

A strong man, striding to see his momentum and cultivation, is the master of Tiankui.

"Lord, you haven't changed at all."

The ancestors of the mixed yuan are very familiar and go forward. The two are clenching their fists and they are chilling. It looks like a good friend who has not seen for many years.

"Old ancestor, is this?"

The head of Tiankui looked at Ye Lingyue, who was next to his ancestors. How eyed he was, he also saw that Ye Lingyue did not have the light of Shenrui, not a person in the realm of the gods. He could not help but feel a bit suspicious. .

"Oh, that is the grandson of the former Zongmen who flew up, and took her to open her eyes." The ancestors of the Yuanyuan replied casually.

In order to match the identity of the ancestors of the mixed yuan, Ye Lingyue changed the robes of the mixed Yuanzong disciples.

The master of Tiankui did not think much, and immediately greeted the ancestors of the mixed yuan into the temple. As for Ye Lingyue, he was dressed as a small scorpion next to the ancestors of the mixed yuan and entered the Tiankui Hall together.

The master of Tiankui ushered in the seat of the ancestors of the mixed yuan and personally greeted him. After a few words, the head of Tiankui Palace entered the topic.

"Old ancestors, you and I have been away from the northern world. It has been gone for more than a hundred years. How did you think of coming to the Temple of Heaven today, is it that there is something important in the Northland gods, let you come to inform?"

The master of Tiankui has just finished.

I only heard a jingle, sitting in Ye Lingyue next to the ancestors of the mixed yuan, could not help but shake hands.

Hot tea sprinkled on the back of her hand and suddenly it was red.

The voice alarmed the ancestors of the mixed yuan and the master of Tiankui.

"It's really a confession. It's been smashed by the gods of the lord. Even the cup of tea can't hold it, and it's not going out.

The ancestors of the mixed yuan saw Ye Lingyue look abnormal, pretending to be reprimanded.

"It turns out that the ancestors must be angry, the juniors only, and it will be fine for a few more years. I thought that when I first met the northern gods, I was scared by his awesome gods, almost even Can't say it." The master of Tiankui laughed happily.

Ye Lingyue was busy getting up and not paying, and he retreated outside.