Super Pupil Magician! I Open Up The World With My Eyes

Ye Xiao's appointment as the head of the Purple Thunder Temple was almost like a storm that swept through the entire Twelve Temples within one person.

Everyone knew that a Daxia man had become a deputy palace master.

I couldn't help being shocked and angry.

There are even a few people in the Purple Thunder Temple who want to give Ye Xiao, who has just taken office, some power.

In the end, Ye Xiao used the killing thunder gun to skewer him.

A new official takes office with three things in mind, but Ye Xiao lit ten things in one night.

He forcibly lined up a dozen temple experts and geniuses, and then hung them directly at the entrance of the hall.

Boom!

The door of the palace was kicked open.

A figure strode in.

Astonishingly, he is the master of the Purple Thunder Temple.

His face was extremely ugly, and his huge aquiline nose was spitting out white air like a bull.

Others were almost furious.

Ye Xiao simply regarded the temple as his home and would kill whoever he wanted.

You know, he is the master of this temple!

"Ye Xiao! Give me an explanation!"

he said angrily.

"What explanation do you want? Shouldn't they be severely punished for offending the dignity of the deputy palace master?"

"Some third-rate blessings, even if I just go to the lower world and pick up two homeless people, they won't be any worse than them."

"What are you pretending to be?"

Ye Xiao said disdainfully.

The Master of Purple Thunder Hall was so angry that his nose became crooked.

"How does the tramp's bloodline compare to theirs?"

"What's their bloodline? Are they noble and awesome?"

Ye Xiao asked rhetorically.

"They have the royal blood of the British Empire!"

The Master of Purple Thunder Palace cursed angrily.

It turns out that the people Ye Xiao killed were all relatively noble nobles in the lower world, from the British Empire in Europe.

"Do you know the background of the royal family of the British Empire!"

The master of the Purple Thunder Temple asked coldly.

"If you fart quickly, let it go!"

"In the history of the British Empire, there was once a being who was as good as a god with a mortal body! King Arthur! He is known as the body of a demigod! He possesses the divine weapon that destroys heaven and earth, the Sword in the Stone! And the immortal scabbard Avalon !”

"That's a power that even the gods have appreciated!"

"Although King Arthur is dead, his descendants have inherited his weapons."

"The current royal family of the British Empire sent their descendants to the Twelve Temples, not for you to kill!"

The master of the Purple Thunder Temple felt his scalp numb.

When he thought of the two weapons of the King of the British Empire, he felt very troubled.

Just relying on those two weapons, the strength of the royal master will not be weaker than any of their palace masters.

You know, it took a lot of time for even the gods to conquer the British Empire.

Their twelve Knights of the Round Table, passed down from generation to generation, all inherited the power from their previous generations.

That is a powerful force that can fight their blessed ones with only weapons.

"The British Empire values ​​bloodline the most. Once they die, if the King of Britain comes to visit, Ye Xiao, please go and see him."

The master of Zi Lei Palace sneered.

"Is the Lord of the Twelve Temples so useless? Can a mortal ride on his head? The gods don't care?"

Ye Xiao asked rhetorically.

"You know nothing! The British Empire provides the most blood food to the gods every year!"

"Among the twelve Knights of the Round Table, some have inherited the power of Merlin, the Magician of Flowers."

"It can induce birth. The process from fertilization and pregnancy to the birth of the child and the adult can be shortened to fifteen days through the ability of the flower magician."

"How could the Lord God touch them?"

Ye Xiao was stunned when he heard this.

Being alone for fifteen days, what kind of hormonal growth drug is this?

"I won't care about this matter. If you want to say something, just go to the British Empire and apologize to the 15th Knight King to see if he will forgive you."

The master of Zi Lei Palace said coldly.

"Haha, I'll just go."

Ye Xiao stroked his chin.

If Britain's weapons are really so powerful.

Then if he snatches it and sends it back to Daxia, will he be able to create a group of powerful beings for Daxia's armed forces?

Ye Xiao's mind became active.

"I will leave for Britain tomorrow, so you don't need to worry about it, my respected Lord."

Ye Xiao said indifferently.

"Hmph! I hope you can still say this when you get to Britain."

The Master of Zi Lei Palace snorted coldly, then turned around and retreated.

"Wait."

Ye Xiao suddenly called him.

"What? Regret it?"

"Close the door."

Master of Purple Thunder Hall: "..."

The next day, early in the morning, Ye Xiao disappeared into the Twelve Temples.

He descended once more.

Buzz!

A meteor pierced the void and headed towards Europe.

Europe, the British Empire.

City of London, Royal Family.

"Your Majesty Merlin, how many complete newborns are there now?"

There was a tall, white-bearded old man wearing a crown, gold and silver sitting on the throne.

He was holding a big sword. The scabbard was golden and full of strange domineering power.

"Your Majesty the King of Knights, the number has reached 30 million."

"good!"

The fifteenth King of Knights was overjoyed.

"Hurry and send these 30 million newborns to the Twelve Temples. It would be great if you can use this to exchange for the Six Pillar Gods for my disciples of the British royal family to become the master or deputy master of a temple."

The royal way of the fifteenth generation of knights.

"Yes! Sir!"

Merlin, who was wearing white robes, chuckled.

"I believe that this time, I will be able to find a good position for my royal disciple."

The fifteenth King of Knights looked disdainful.

"It's worth trading the lives of a group of despicable people for the position of a palace master or deputy palace master."

He said calmly.

The face of the fifteenth generation was filled with a sinister smile, and he looked like a tyrant who harmed his people.

There is no trace of the demeanor that a knight king should have.

Obviously, the dignity of his ancestors had been completely lost by him in this life.

At this time in London, there was a woman with an oriental face walking on the street.

She has a long sword hanging on her waist, and she looks beautiful but cold.

Her long snow-colored hair made her look like an elf coming out of the world of ice and snow.

"The Northern Ice Heart was stolen by Jack the Ripper's descendants and wandered to the Fog City. Will there really be one at this auction?"

She stopped in front of a gorgeous castle-like building.

Looking at the valuable invitation in his hand, he walked towards the castle.

At this time, the top of the castle.

There is a figure in a white suit sitting in the dark room.

Below, a figure kowtowed to him respectfully.

"Lord Merlin, the woman is here."

"oh?"

The fifteenth Merlin suddenly turned his head.

An evil smile appeared on his face.

"Already entered the castle?"

"Yes, she will be at the auction."

"That's good, haha... Xue Qianli, I didn't expect that after so many years, we would meet again in the British Empire... I really miss you so badly."

He took out a photo from the pocket of his white suit.

There was a graceful figure of a snow-haired woman on it.

Looks very young.

At that time, she... was still a student!