"Palace Master."

Martial Ancestor spoke eloquently as soon as he opened his mouth: "Look at the current distribution and architecture of the Martial Temple. Do you feel dissatisfied with anything? If there is something displeasing to your eyes, just overthrow it and rebuild it. It's easy for the temple master to be in a hurry today."

Rest, it just so happens that tomorrow the high-level backbones from all over the Martial Arts Temple will come here, so that they can take a look at the peerless style of the palace master!"

When the protectors of the Holy Domain looked at the eloquent Martial Ancestor, their mouths twitched fiercely, and they were messy in the wind.

Will you die if you don't flatter me?

Wu Zu said again: "Palace Master, your Phoenix Feather War Robe is placed in your palace. No one has touched this Phoenix Feather War Robe for 90,000 years. I thought I would have to wait another 90,000 years before I can see it."

Go to the palace master and put it on."

Wu Zu recalled the past with a faint smile on his face.

At that time, the Martial Arts Temple created this phoenix-feathered robe to symbolize the status of the Lord of the Martial Arts Temple in the mainland.

However, the palace master left immediately before he had time to put on the Feng Ling war robe.

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

When he thought about how he almost beat the palace master to death during the Futu Mountain Divine Mysterious Trial, Wu Zu would silently recite his "sin" ten thousand times in his heart.

"Palace Master,..."

Wu Zu was about to open his mouth to talk about his past feelings.

"I see."

Chu Yue quickly interrupted Wu Zu: "If there is anything else needed, I will tell you."

She only felt that if Wu Zu continued to speak, she would not be able to enter the main palace hall by nightfall.

Wu Ancestor immediately nodded and made the master gesture: "Palace Master, please——"

When the warriors around the Martial Temple saw this situation, they were all dumbfounded and shocked.

It is simply unbelievable that this person who was so obedient in front of Ye Chuyue that he did not dare to breathe was actually their superior Martial Ancestor!

Chu Yue stepped into the grand and ancient palace. It may have tens of thousands of years of history, giving this palace a mysterious sense of solemnity.

Deep in the hall is her bedroom.

There is no one living in the palace all year round, so there is no human atmosphere at all, and it has a cold feeling.

Chu Yue saw the Feng Ling battle robe mentioned by Wu Zu at a glance. The whole body was pure black in color, without too many embellishments, but instead looked capable.

The sunlight refracted in from the window and fell just on Feng Ling's shirt.

From a distance, it looks like the jet-black feathers are swaying like flames, emitting an unrivaled nobility.

The shirt in front of me doesn't have much color.

The black ink tone runs throughout.

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

When the Twelve Guardians of the Holy Domain saw this robe, their expressions changed slightly.

Protector Bai frowned and looked at Chu Yue worriedly: "Mrs. Ye is suitable for red clothes. The Holy Domain can re-create a Martial Arts Master's robe for Madam."

Today's shirt needs someone to wear it. It not only requires a natural imperial aura, but also requires sophistication and composure.

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

It's not that they don't believe in Chu Yue, it's just that when they see this shirt, 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 emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​bones, and occasionally exuded the aura of dominating the world.

But if you want to match this jersey, you still have a long way to go.

Although Chu Yue is already a mother, her actual age is there. She is less than twenty, and her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat green!

Master Xia nodded and agreed with Protector Bai: "As far as I know, this shirt was forged by ten Martial Gods 90,000 years ago, and the 500 Martial Gods sealed their blood on the shirt.

The palace master and all living beings prayed for blessings and after making the robes, these five hundred martial gods sacrificed themselves at the top of the martial arts."

Because of its special origin and long history, if the master of the Martial Arts Temple hadn't come in person, how could he have suppressed such a robe?

The Blood Protector looked at the shirt and felt a chill for no reason.

Chu Yue walked to the front of the shirt, gently raised her hand, and touched the shirt slightly with her fingertips.

The moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to be able to see the many martial gods who had followed her back then, working together to create this phoenix-feathered robe in the not-so-splendid Martial Arts Temple.

When Feng Ling's shirt was completed, they resolutely left the Martial Arts Temple and went to the peak of martial arts, voluntarily sacrificing themselves to gain light for the mainland.

The Feng Ling war robe is their last gift to the Lord of the Martial Arts Temple!

Chu Yue's fingertips trembled slightly.

Think back to those days.

Under her, hundreds of ghosts bowed their heads, and there was also an army of all warrior gods!

At that time, the Martial Arts Temple was proud of the mainland, looking down upon the Imperial Domain, standing at the top of the martial arts to save lives and heal the wounded!

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

It's just because the elders who founded the Martial Temple all died in the great cause of peace for all sentient beings.

"Xiaozu."

Chu Yue slowly opened her eyes and spoke in a low voice.

"Palace Master."

Wu Zu bowed his head.

"How many martial gods are there in the Martial Temple now?" Chu Yue asked, her eyes falling on Feng Ling's battle robe, as if she could see those people who swore to follow her to the death.

Protector Bai and the others looked at each other in astonishment.

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

After all, throughout the five continents, Martial Gods are the existences of top-notch martial arts, and their rarity is no less than rare.

And as we all know, there is no Martial God within the Martial Temple. The most powerful Martial Ancestor is still far behind the Martial God realm.

Why did Madam Ye ask questions knowingly?

However, Martial Ancestor's mood suddenly became heavy, "Reporting to the Palace Master, there are no strong people in the Martial God Realm in the Martial God Palace today!"

Chu Yue stared at the shirt, with a hint of sadness on her brows, but a slight smile on her lips.

"Yeah?"

She said in a low voice: "How can a Martial Arts Temple without a Martial God be called a Martial Arts Temple? It's been 90,000 years... It's time to enrich it..."

Martial Ancestor raised his head suddenly, and for a moment, his blood boiled as if he had met the palace master in troubled times when he was young. Stormy waves surged in his silent eyes, and his emotions suddenly became as intense as a storm.

yes!

How can a Martial Arts Temple be called a Martial Arts Temple without a powerful Martial God?

Back then, the Martial God Temple dared to shout out this name, because if you look at the entire Martial Arts Temple, they are all powerful martial gods, suppressing the evil spirits from all directions!!

If these words were spoken by others, Wu Zu would only think it was a daydream and absurd.

But if the master of his palace said it, he would know that he would definitely see this heroic spirit of the God of War in the future!

Chu Yue regained her composure, and the smile on her lips grew stronger.

She turned around while stroking the Feng Ling war robe and looked at Wu Zu and others with a smile: "Since you have decided to wear this Feng Ling war robe forged by five hundred ancestors of the Martial Gods, you have to celebrate it. Xiaozu, postpone it."

Three days after taking office, in my name, I invite the masters of the major heavenly forces, the Nine Continents of the Divine Realm, the Ten Independent Cities, and the Four Realms to come to the Martial Temple to discuss the gradual disintegration of the seal of the Ghost King in the Void Realm.
Chapter completed!