The Villain Ancestor in Fantasy World

Chapter 183 Shrine Practitioner's disdain

The White Robe Prisoner is not alone. Behind him, he is also following dozens of Practitioners.

Under the guidance of the people from Jiangbei Sanctuary, the White Robe Prison Ke and others walked into the Sanctuary Lord's Mansion.

The white robe prisoner had its own majesty, and no one dared to look at him.

Beside him, apart from the saint Jiangbei, no one dared to approach him.

"Master Prison, you are finally here."

After welcoming the white robe prisoner into the mansion, the saint Jiang Bei said.

The white robe prisoner looked at the saint Jiangbei and said in a tone like a knife: "What happened, tell me carefully."

The tone of the white robe prisoner sounded very calm, but it contained countless killing intents.

This is not deliberate, but he does.

Hearing his voice, the saint Jiang Bei couldn't help stiffening his body.

I sighed in my heart, this white robe prisoner really deserved to be the most murderous person in the Immortal Temple, even speaking with a murderous intent.

Secretly wiped a cold sweat, the saint Jiang Bei quickly led Yan Ran to what happened, and said to the white robe prisoner.

After sending someone over for the first and second time, the saint Jiang Bei understood that something very special must have happened to Yan Ranling. It was very likely that it was something that Immortal Temple valued.

Therefore, the saint Jiangbei sent 577 who he believed the most, and also the strongest desert army under him.

However, after being dispatched, the Wild Heaven Army did not pass back any good news to the saint Jiang Bei.

To be precise, the Huangtian Legion was the same as the previous two envoys. After going to Yanranling, no news came back!

That's why the saint Jiangbei will report to him and find the white robe prisoner who came over for this matter.

After hearing this, the White Robe Prisoner frowned slightly: "Why, didn't you go there with you?"

"I……"

The saint Jiangbei quickly said: "The deserted army that I sent out has gathered the power of the entire army, and even the saints can't stop them, so..."

For the rest, the saint Jiangbei didn't say anything.

That group of such powerful subordinates were all folded there, how could the saint Jiangbei still pass.

Seeing that he didn't go on, the white robe prisoner suddenly understood.

"Ha ha……"

The white robe prisoner faintly addressed the saint Jiang Beidao: "No wonder, you have been a blood Practitioner for so many years, and you have not been able to become a black Practitioner."

"..." Sage Jiangbei.

As a saint, he has a lot of energy and blood, he is more than a thousand years old, and he still maintains the appearance and physique of about 20 years old, and he looks personable.

But at this moment, in front of the white robe prisoner, the saint Jiang Bei looks like the "little son" reprimanded by the "dad".

And he didn't dare to talk back, so he could only bow his head.

"Everyone has their own way."

The white robe prisoner's face was cold, and he didn't mean to be too angry. "Although I taught you all the time, from the moment you started to indulge your own, you have nothing to do with me."

"division……"

Saint Jiangbei couldn't help saying.

"To shut up!"

The white robe prisoner interrupted him.

Afterwards, the White Robe Prisoner stood up and didn't even look at the Millennium Spirit Tea specially prepared by the saint Jiangbei on the table.

"Where is Yan Ran, you, take me over."

The white robe prisoner said lightly.

"Yes!"

In this sanctuary, the saint Jiangbei, who has absolutely invincible ruling power, faced the white robe prisoner, and couldn't say a word that was superfluous.

He could only obey the instructions of the White Robe Prison, and did not dare to refute it at all.

Even if the saint Jiangbei had already prepared many arrangements for this white robe prisoner, he also prepared various "programs" in advance for the temples that the white robe prisoner brought.

However, the White Robe Prisoner said that he was going to Yan Ranling, so he could only follow.

Outside the door, when the white robe prisoner came out with the saint Jiangbei, those temple Practitioners, looking at the gaze of the saint Jiangbei, faintly mocked and disdain.

(bjch)

Back then, the talent of this saint Jiangbei was much better than those of them, and the future was almost unlimited.

However, he did not choose to stay in the Immortal Temple and follow the white robe prisoner's penance.

And a thousand years later, he is still that blood Practitioner, still a saint, and his strength has not improved at all.

All the energy is put on the woman, the power is on...

It is said that there are countless women in this saint Jiangbei.

So in the eyes of these practitioners in the Immortal Temple, this saint Jiangbei is a negative teaching material.

"As a Practitioner, I naturally want to be a great black Practitioner! To be a true god!"

Those temple Practitioners withdrew their mocking glances at Jiangbei and ignored him.

The saint Jiang Bei felt their gaze, and although his heart was also angry, he was helpless with them.

There is no way, who is the Practitioner of the temple, backed by the temple.

And they are numerous.

This group of temple Practitioners, although they are all at the lord level, each one, at least one blood Luo Jing, and two blood Luo Jing Practitioners.

Together, unless the sage Jiangbei gathers all the lords of the entire sanctuary, otherwise, the sage Jiangbei really has nothing to do with them.

Unless he can reach the "Half-Step True God" level existence like the White Robe Prison Ke.

Not many people went to Yan Ranling this time.

It's just the white robe prisoner and those temple Practitioners. As for the sanctuary, there is only one person from the saint Jiangbei.

As for the Practitioners originally scheduled by Saint Jiangbei, in the eyes of those temple Practitioners, they are nothing more than cannon fodder, and it is useless to go.

...

In the sky.

Dozens of Practitioners who can fly in the air with a huge amount of energy,

Under the leadership of the white robe prisoner, he flew towards Yan Ran, and the saint Jiangbei was a little behind the white robe prisoner, but he was responsible for guiding the way.

"Wow!!!!"

The cold wind blew,

But he couldn't get close to the white robe prisoner's side ten meters away.

The white robe prisoner flew blankly.

He was thinking.

"What level of desolate beast is the existence that can shake the clock of the world?"

He felt that the qi and blood in his body began to tremble.

"Maybe, this time, it was the opportunity for me to break through to the true God!"

The white robe prisoner was looking forward to it.

"Wow..."

In the white robe prisoner's body, blood and blood rolled,

It was as if a barren beast lived in his body. .