"Uncle, how long will it be our turn?"

In front of the Temple of Bemon, there were many people waiting in line.

One of them was a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes and noble temperament, with an impatient look on his face.

"Thirteen, wait a little longer, it will be our turn soon. This is the Temple of Bemon. Our Empire of Viola has finally obtained such a qualification. If you can recommend you to enter the Temple, you must cherish this opportunity."

"Uncle, our Viagra Empire is so powerful, why can't we enter the temple?"

The young man seemed puzzled. In his eyes, the empire was prosperous, controlling dozens of stars, and belonged to a strong civilization. He was even more arrogant and could get whatever he wanted.

Now he suddenly wanted to send him to the Temple of Bemon, and he was so humble, and he felt very wronged.

"It's ridiculous. I don't know where the natives came from. Do you think Becomemon Temple is so easy to enter? It's a powerful empire. I'm afraid I don't know which remote area civilization dares to claim to be a powerful empire."

A tall man with three eyes next to him sneered, as if he was very disdainful.

"What are you? My Viagra Empire has dozens of stars, with a population of over 100 billion! At least in this Bemon galaxy, it's not bad. What's the right to laugh at us?"

The Thirteenth Prince was very dissatisfied and said loudly.

"The population is 100 billion, and dozens of stars are amazing. I am a three-eyed civilization and sending 100 warships to destroy your Viagra Empire. Do you believe it?"

"you……"

The Thirteenth Prince was furious and wanted to say something else, but the uncle around him hurriedly stopped the Thirteenth Prince.

"Uncle, why don't you let me say it?"

"Thirteen, don't mess with them, they are the Three-Eyed Civilization! The terrible war civilization in the Bemon Galaxy has destroyed dozens of powerful empires, and it is not worth mentioning in front of the Three-Eyed Civilization."

The uncle of the Thirteenth Prince's face turned a little pale. What a joke, provoking the Three-Eyed Civilization is purely seeking death. If you can't let go of the battle for the urgency here, it will lead to a catastrophe.

"Three-eyed civilization? Uncle, since the Three-eyed civilization is so powerful, why do you still have to queue up in the Temple of Bemon?"

The thirteenth prince's uncle shook his head. After all, the thirteenth prince's vision was a little worse in the Wiro Empire.

So what if the three-eyed civilization is strong?

Facing the Temple of Beimeng, it is still as small as an ant. The Temple of Beimeng can destroy the Three-Eyed Civilization by sending some planetary life.

It’s not that the Three-Eyed Civilization is weak, but that it’s that it’s too strong to the Temple of Montgomer!

However, the Thirteenth Prince is very talented and hopes that after entering the Temple of Bemon, he will eventually become a great life. At that time, the Viagra will no longer have to be so cautious.

Soon, the team's turn was the Three-Eyed Civilization.

Many three-eyed people had a hint of joy in their faces.

"Swoosh".

However, at this moment, a figure in white came over with another man who looked a little curious.

"I don't know where the local bun is. I don't even understand the rules. Don't you know you have to queue up?"

The three-eyed civilized person scolded him.

It’s a pity that the language was not understood, and the man who was scolded looked confused.

However, the figure in white clothes stared at the Three-eyed Civilization coldly.

"Who are they?"

"Dear Your Highness, they are a three-eyed civilization, with the qualification to recommend, and are ready to enter the lower level."

"Deprive them of their qualifications this time, wait for the next time."

"Yes, my honorable highness."

So the three-eyed people were stunned. They were directly deprived of their qualifications this time and had to wait until next time before they could recommend the genius to enter the Temple of Bemon.

"No, no, Your Highness, please listen to our explanation..."

Seeing the arrogant three-eyed man's panic look, the Thirteenth Prince felt very happy. The three-eyed man looked like he was above the top, but unexpectedly, he was defeated now and was directly deprived of his qualification.

Who is the man in white?

"Shh, don't offend this highness. If I guess correctly, the other party must be His Highness from the upper level!"

Many people started to talk about it.

The disciples in the upper level are definitely the highest and highest-ranking group of people in the Temple of Bemon.

Of course, Lin Feng and Lan Tian came. As a disciple of Lin Feng’s upper-level district, depriving the three-eyed people of their qualifications this time was just a trivial matter.

"By the way, did the person I recommended to come to the temple last time?"

"Dear Your Highness, your recommendation has arrived, and we have arranged for him to enter the lower area."

"Very good. This is the blue sky and the good seedlings I found outside. Let's arrange to enter the temple."

"Yes, Your Highness, we will make sure to arrange it."

Afterwards, Lin Feng encouraged Lantian for a few words and left directly. Lantian also crossed the long queue and was directly arranged into the lower area.

Some people who don’t know Lin Feng’s identity seemed very dissatisfied and asked: “We have lined up so long, why can anyone get in line?”

"That's His Highness Lin Feng from the upper level. If you have the recommendation of His Highness from the upper level, we will also arrange to enter the temple immediately. If not, you should just line up honestly."

Many people then suddenly realized that they were His Highness from the upper level.

Anyone who is qualified to recommend entering the temple naturally knows that the Temple of Bemon has a lower level, a middle level and a upper level.

Only the upper area is actually the core of the Beamon Temple, and is being paid attention to by His Majesty the Beamon God King. As for the lower area and the middle area, it is nothing.

But even so, they flocked to join the Temple of Bemon.

This was just a small episode, but it also made Lan Tian realize Lin Feng's status. Originally, he only thought that Lin Feng was just an ordinary disciple in the Bemon Temple.

But now it seems that this is not the case. Lin Feng’s status in the temple seems to be very high, and even the people who led him are very respectful to him. It is obviously for Lin Feng’s sake.

The blue sky comes from a backward planet, and he also knows that in such a completely unfamiliar place, there are many geniuses, and it is undoubtedly helpful to him to have such a "background".

"Mr. Lam Feng, I will definitely live up to your high expectations!"

Lan Tian clenched his fists and made up his mind secretly. However, how difficult it is to go from the lower area to the upper area? Lan Tian is still far from knowing that he needs to compete with the entire Bemon Galaxy and countless geniuses of civilizations.

Whether he can stand out can only depend on himself!

...

After Lin Feng recommended Lantian to enter the lower level area, he no longer paid attention to it. The lower level area is too far away from him. Perhaps only when Lantian rises into the middle level area can he pay a little attention.

But that's all.

Lin Feng has more important things. What he wants to know most now is practitioners like the Black Dragon Sect Leader, but like devouring life, they can actually devour the planet.
Chapter completed!