Great Emperor Myriad

Boom!

There is a vast and mysterious land in front of me.

The gods and mountains hung on the earth, like ancient ferocious beasts, exuding ancient and vast aura, towering ancient forests above the mountains, old vines and treasures everywhere, flowing with crystal light, thousands of aura, Shenguang Wandao, like the age of ancient mythology.

There are hundreds of these gods, occupying tens of thousands of miles in a radius, making this land look extremely extraordinary.

In the most central place, there are nine sacred mountains that are ten thousand feet high, each of which is shrouded in mysterious light, and there are strong formations fluctuations, and there is a breath of palpitations.

"The Temple of War, I'm back!"

Ling Xiao stared at the mysterious earth in front of him, his face full of emotion.

He originally thought that it would take a long time to return to the God of War Temple, but he did not expect that the area where he and Zhao Ritian descended was the Shangqing Tianyu, not far from the Temple of War God.

Therefore, he returned to the Temple of War in just a few days.

Looking at the mountain gate of the War God Temple in front of him, Ling Xiao felt infinite emotion in his heart. Although he had only been away for a few years, he felt as if he had been away for millions of years.

"I don't know how Brother Liu Wenzheng is doing with them?"

There was a look of expectation in Ling Xiao's eyes.

When Ling Xiao left the Temple of War, Liu Wenzheng was practicing with Bai Susu, Huzi, and Longma. Chong Xuchong and the two seniors were not in the Temple of War. This time Ling Xiao brought back the Pill of Life and Creation, hoping to complete it. Heal their wounds.

At the gate of the Temple of War, there are several young disciples wearing black armor guarding them, each with a powerful and extraordinary aura, all of them are strong in the semi-sacred realm.

"You are...Long...Long Aotian?!"

After seeing Ling Xiao, they all couldn't help being shocked, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes.

"What? Are you surprised to see me?"

Ling Xiao asked lightly.

His status in the Temple of War is the lord of the Temple of War, and his position is lofty, second only to the elders and Lords of the God of War. Even the Saintess of Nissan will shout to him when he sees him.

So the disciples couldn't help but their hearts jumped, and they said quickly: "No! Long...Uncle Long, we just didn't expect you to come back now!"

A young disciple who seemed to have a three-turn half-sage hesitated, and said: "Uncle Long, you better not return to the sect, go out to avoid the limelight! People from the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese are here. They came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime this time, naming you the trouble!"

"Huh? Tianshuzong and the Chinese?"

Ling Xiao’s gaze flashed with brilliance. Tianshuzong is also the twelve immortal sacred land, but it is in harmony with the Five Elements Holy Sect and the time and space Tianmen, and the relationship with the God of War Temple is not good. As for the Chinese, he also came from Pangu Tiangang I heard there that they are descendants of the Nine Emperors, the true emperors!

Although the emperor clan is hidden from the world and outside the world, its background is extremely deep, not weaker than the twelve immortal holy places, and even hidden to win.

Why did the Tianshuzong and the Chinese come to ask him to blame?Could it be because of Ji Feixuan?

Ling Xiao secretly thought that only Ji Feixuan's Zhou Tiansheng and Death Mirror of the Emperor's Armed Forces could make the Immortal Holy Land and the emperor care so much.

It’s just that the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese came to Xingshi to inquire about their sins, did the Lord War God care about it?

As if seeing the doubt in Ling Xiao's heart, the young disciple explained in a low voice: "Uncle Long, Lord Ares is in retreat! Now Lei Xuan, the lord of the Thunder Palace, is in charge of the sect affairs for the time being!"

"Is Lei Qianjue's brother Lei Xuancheng?"

Ling Xiao knew that both Lei Qianjue and Lei Xuanzhen had shown malicious intent to him. At this moment, Lei Xuan was in charge of the affairs of the sect temporarily. Although it is impossible to blatantly indulge the Tianshuzong and the Chinese, he secretly used him. These little tricks are still okay, it is conceivable that the battle hall may not be better now.

"What's your name? Thanks a lot!"

Ling Xiao nodded towards the young disciple.

"My name is Fang Lin, Master Long, you should go quickly!"

Fang Lin gave a wry smile.

Snapped!

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a black long whip flew out from a distance, and it was about to be drawn on Fang Lin's face in an instant. Ling Xiao's eyes were cold, he could feel that long whip. The terrifying power contained in Fang Lin is definitely not something Fang Lin can resist.

Ling Xiao stretched out two crystal-clear fingers, and instantly clamped the black long whip. No matter how hard the owner of the long whip, he could not withdraw the long whip.

"Who are you? How dare to beat my disciples in the Temple of War?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely cold, staring at several figures walking in the distance.

Those were three extraordinary young men, a pair of young men and women wearing black cyan robes, following a young man in white, walking slowly.

The white-clothed young man has a handsome face with star-like eyes, a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, his hands behind his back, he has a kind of arrogance and indifference to the world.

His cultivation has reached the sixth half holy state, and his aura is very powerful.

The young men and women wearing black-blue Taoist gowns are all five-turn half-sacred cultivation bases, handsome men and pretty women. The black whip is holding in the hands of pretty women, and her face is already flushed. Get up, but there is still no way to get the whip back.

"Let go! If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!"

The pretty woman stared at Ling Xiao and said, her voice was very sharp, she had a condescending posture, and her thin lips looked a bit mean.

"We should ask who you are, and dare to insult my Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese people, you should be blamed!"

The man in the green robe said lightly, his gaze fell on Ling Xiao's body like a blade.

"Who am I? Hahaha... Haven't you been looking for me all the time? Very good, the Tianshuzong and the Chinese Saye have been scattered into my Temple of War. Could it be that the people in the Temple of War are dead? Does Lei Xuancheng want to betray the Temple of War?"

Ling Xiao smiled furiously, her eyes were full of cold expressions.

These three Heavenly Curse Sects and the Chinese people dared to be so rampant in the Temple of War, but no one had stopped them. It was like allowing the robbers to act wantonly in their own homes. It was simply intolerable.

Ling Xiao was out of anger, and was full of dissatisfaction with Lei Xuan.

And the disciples guarding the mountain gate, after hearing Ling Xiao's words, all showed a look of both aggrieved and ashamed.

"You are...Long Aotian?!"

The white-clothed boy who had not spoken, his eyes lit up as if thinking of something, staring at Ling Xiao and said with interest.

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