Great Emperor Myriad

The sky-shielding ancient talisman can conceal the aura on Tiangang, otherwise once his Pangu bloodline bursts out and is discovered by the powerful Chinese and Tianshuzong, it will definitely be in great trouble.

"Thank you, the Lord!"

There was a hint of gratitude in Tiangang's eyes. Although it was a happy event to break into the semi-sacred state, he also knew the consequences once Pangu's bloodline leaked out.

Ling Xiao was also thinking that it is time to take Tiangang to meet Pangufeng and others in the world of Fantianyin. Maybe they will have some way to help Pangufeng continue to hide the Pangu bloodline.

Whoo!

Fan Tianyin flashed light and floated into Ling Xiao's hands again, and the enchantment covering the entire Zhanshan Mountain disappeared.

And outside of Zhanshan, there are many powerful figures, all of them are the elders and true disciples of the God of War Temple, their eyes are full of curiosity, and they don't know what happened on Zhanshan.

"Dragon... Did Uncle Long break through to the semi-sacred realm? No wonder Zhanshan has been blocked for three days. It turns out that Uncle Long broke through!"

After seeing Ling Xiao's cultivation base, a disciple couldn't help but exclaimed.

"No! Look at the disciples of the other battle halls, they... they... they all broke through to the semi-sacred realm? Oh my god, is this incredible?"

Someone exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes fell on Tian Gang and the others, his eyes full of incredible expressions.

Three days ago, the many disciples in the battle hall were only the cultivation base of the god king realm. After the mountain was sealed for three days, all of them broke into the semi-sacred realm, and they were promoted collectively. This was too scary.

Those disciples and elders outside of Zhanshan had expressions of horror on their faces.

However, their shock did not last long, because three days have come, and Ling Xiao's promotion ceremony is about to begin.

The promotion ceremony this time made the entire Temple of War see a boil. It was a grand event. Countless disciples and elders all left, wanting to take a look at the demeanor of this newly promoted Lord of the Temple.

Ling Xiao didn't feel much about the promotion ceremony, but this was the grand gathering of the entire sect, and it was also a sign of the re-emergence of the battle hall, so Ling Xiao was also extremely cooperative for this promotion ceremony.

The promotion ceremony was held in a sea of ​​clouds among the nine sacred mountains suspended in the air, and hundreds of thousands of disciples and elders from the entire Temple of War God all came to participate.

The White War God and the other eight hall masters also appeared.

The ceremony of the promotion ceremony is very cumbersome, requiring a series of processes such as worshiping the heaven and the earth, worshiping the ancestors of the war temple, burning incense and waiting, blessing the crown.

Ling Xiao completed these steps calmly and calmly, and accepted the worship of countless disciples and elders from the Temple of War.

"I didn't expect this Uncle Long Master to be so young. I heard that he is not a hundred years old? He became the Lord of the Battle Hall at such a young age. It is really enviable!"

"But the battle hall has been in decline for so many years, it is not so easy to restore its glory a million years ago!"

"The talent of this young master uncle is superb. He has been promoted to the Lord of the Battle Hall this time and has overshadowed the limelight of the three saints!"

"..."

Everyone talked, and their eyes were full of different expressions.

Ling Xiao's expression was extremely calm, as if he hadn't heard other people's discussions at all, and this kind of limelight might be ecstatic to others, but Ling Xiao was able to treat it calmly.

In Ling Xiao's view, except for his own strength, everything is just vain.

"Ok?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he noticed a purple-robed middle-aged man among the Eight Great Hall Masters. He looked tall, majestic, and majestic, but Ling Xiao felt a faint touch from him. hostility.

"Lord of the Thunder Palace, is Lei Xuancheng? You don't have to mess with me! If you dare to mess with me, I won't be polite!"

Ling Xiao sneered in his heart. Lei Xuan was a saint but he was hostile to him, probably because of Zhan Tianxing.

"The promotion ceremony, Li Cheng! Everyone pays homage to the Lord of the Battle Hall!"

With the voice of an elder spreading over the Hall of War, Ling Xiao had already reached the sky, standing beside the God of War in white, alongside the other eight hall masters!

Above the void, the clouds and mist are lingering, and the momentum is vast. The White War God and the Eight Great Hall Masters are all saints. Only Ling Xiao has just broken into the semi-sacred realm, which is particularly abrupt.

"Participate in the Lord of the Battle Hall!"

In the entire Temple of War, all the disciples and elders below the holy realm, bowed and saluted towards Ling Xiao, shaking the sky with a majestic momentum.

Although most people are sincerely happy, after all, Ling Xiao was on the mountain three days ago, and the style of injuring Huangtai in the first battle made them all heartbroken, but there are still a few people whose faces are ugly.

Lei Qianjue, Xing Jun and others all felt extremely aggrieved, their faces were ugly, and Ling Xiao's status was ranked above them in a blink of an eye, making them very difficult to accept.

Standing on the sky, Ling Xiao looked at the people in the Temple of War below, with a calm expression on his face, and slowly said, "Everyone, please get up!"

Everyone raised their heads, their eyes fell on Ling Xiao.

"I am a young man with a low moral character, and I am the legacy of the Red Dragon God of War. I am in charge of Fantian Seal. I am also valued by the Lord God of War. I am promoted to the Lord of the Battle Hall. Proof and sanctify, restore the former glory of the battle hall, and do your part for the battle hall!

The Temple of War is one of the twelve immortal sacred places in the God Realm by fighting the sky and the battlefield, and fighting all the enemies. I hope that everyone in the Temple of War will be able to fear strong enemies, be bloody and proud. , Have an unyielding heart!

I'm a disciple of the Temple of God, why should I fight?"

Ling Xiao's voice was extremely calm, resounding over the entire God of War Hall, but there was an excitement of his own. The disciples of the entire God of War Hall were full of excitement, and their blood was boiling.

"Yes, my disciple of the Temple of War, why would you like to fight?"

"Hahaha... This Long Master Uncle said it well, and he did it too! Even if his strength is temporarily inferior to me, I will convince him with his deeds!"

Many disciples said, the gaze that looked at Ling Xiao was full of fanaticism.

That's right!The Temple of War has been suppressed for too long!

Since the catastrophe millions of years ago, the Temple of War God was suppressed by people with a heart, and began to weaken. Even the disciples of the Temple of War God have become cautious over the years, and even swallowed their breath.

But every disciple of the Temple of War God was unwilling to do so. Ling Xiao's words stimulated their long-repressed passion, and they were all excited and couldn't help themselves!

At this moment, the Jiumai disciple, regardless of whether there was friction in the ordinary days, Ling Xiao's words appeared in his heart.

I'm a disciple of the Temple of God, why should I fight?

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