Great Emperor Myriad

Many disciples and elders have different looks. They are doubtful about Ling Xiao's killing of Huang Wuji, but now it is really Long Aotian who killed Huang Wuji, which will inevitably cause the hostility of the nineth emperor Que.

The Temple of War today is not as strong as it was a million years ago. It can be ranked among the twelve immortal holy places, but it is only the end.

In recent years, it was only through alliances with Emperor Jiuzhong and Taishang Daogong that they could recuperate.

Therefore, the disciples of the Temple of War are very stubborn. Every time they encounter the disciples of the Nineth Emperor Que and the Taishang Dao Palace, they will choose to retreat, so that the Nineth Emperor Que will become more arrogant and domineering.

After all, the strength of the nineth emperor Que is terrifying, even in the twelve immortal holy places, they can be ranked in the forefront.

"Is it true that I can only swallow my voice and sacrifice my disciples in the Temple of War?"

Seeing the reaction of Lei Qianjue and Xing Jun, many disciples felt a kind of sorrow in their hearts, and a feeling of sorrow and death.

This is the Temple of War. When will the people of the Ninefold Emperor Que be able to show their might here?

Ling Xiao saw this scene, and there was also anger in his heart. This is the Temple of War, this is the Temple of War that the Red Dragon God of War can never forget. When it became so soft, the blood of the heart was all worn. Go, so what is the future of going to the Temple of War?

I am afraid that sooner or later they will fall from the twelve immortal holy sites, and then be swallowed by one bite.

Even with that, Ling Xiao became somewhat disgusted with the feeling of the white-god God of War above the void.

The Temple of War becomes what it is today. As the God of War Supreme of the Temple of War, it must have a great responsibility!

Ling Xiao stood up directly and sneered: "Huang Wuji was not killed by me! But in order to prove my innocence, I am willing to accept the question of the Holy Path!"

"Long Aotian, you..."

Liu Wenzheng was suddenly anxious and wanted to stop Ling Xiao, but was stopped by a look in Ling Xiao. Somehow Liu Wenzheng’s heart suddenly settled down. He believed that Ling Xiao would not make unnecessary sacrifices. Only when we grasp will we accept the question of the Holy Word.

People such as Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue were a little surprised. According to their guess, Huang Wuji was killed by Ling Xiao in all probability. How dare he accept the question of the Holy Path? Is there something they didn't know about?

"Very good! You have some guts. If you really prove that Huang Wuji wasn't killed by you, I'm not sorry for you! But if you really killed Huang Wuji, then don't blame the old man for being polite!"

Huangtai glanced at Ling Xiao lightly.

"I am willing to accept the question of the Holy Word, but I have a condition!

Ling Xiao said coldly.

"What conditions?"

Huang Tai asked indifferently.

"This is my Temple of War, not your Nineth Emperor Que, I am a disciple of the Temple of War, nor a Nineth Emperor Que's disciple! This is not the place you want to come and go if you want! If you can prove that I killed Huang Wuji, then I am willing to be disposed of by you! But if it turns out that I did not kill Huang Wuji, I want you to apologize to me!"

Ling Xiao looked directly at Huangtai and said, his eyes were clear and his voice was very excited.

"Long Aotian, I think you are dreaming? What kind of thing do you dare to let Huang Sheng apologize to you?"

A harsh voice came, and Zhan Tianxing's eyes were full of ridicule.

"That's right! How can the sage of the Emperor Shengtang Church apologize to you? Long Aotian, you don't have to delay the time! I think Huang Wuji was killed by you. You still plead guilty and do not destroy my temple of war and Jiuzhong. The relationship between Emperor Que!"

Lei Qianjue also sneered.

"shut up!"

Ling Xiao suddenly looked at Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue and scolded: "The relationship between the War Temple Temple on the left and the Nineth Emperor Que, and the relationship between the War Temple Temple and the Nineth Emperor Que, are you still not a disciple of the Temple of War? ?When will my Temple of War live on the breath of others?"

"What about your blood? What about your pride? What about your backbone?"

"I finally know why the Temple of War is weak, not at all because of the catastrophe a million years ago, but because of you who have been tricked down, only knowing that you are in the nest, but kneeling and licking the dross of others, because You have been kneeling for too long, and you have forgotten how to stand up and straighten your spine!"

Rumble!

Every time Ling Xiao said something, he would take a step closer to Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue. The sound was like a thunder rolling, resounding through the temple of war. He was like an ancient sage who rebuked the demon and held the justice and truth. Exudes an awe-inspiring momentum.

"The great man in my temple of war, I don't need to please anyone! We kneel to our parents and kneel to the knees, besides those who dare to let us kneel, are my enemies and will kill them!"

"The spirit of my temple of war is the battlefield of war and all the enemies of war! Although thousands of people will go forward! If we lose this blood and lose our pride, even if the temple of war exists, it will be destroyed. How different?"

"My Long Aotian is such a good boy, with arrogant bones. I am ashamed to be with your soft bones!"

Ling Xiao said one word, the momentum was magnificent and passionate, and he was surrounded by a vast world. www.wuxiaspot.com~ Coming towards Zhantianxing and Lei Qian's oppression, they suddenly tremble their hearts and pale. , Could not help but take a few steps back.

"well said!"

"The great man in my temple of war, with blood and arrogance, does not kneel anyone!"

"Damn, those who insult me ​​in the Temple of War, kill no amnesty!"

"..."

Many of the disciples and elders of the Temple of War were heated by Ling Xiao's words, and each one was generously excited, their eyes became extremely bright, full of anger and warfare, glaring at Huangtai, Zhantianxing and Lei Thousands of others!

At this moment, it seemed that the heart of a hundred battles had been awakened by everyone for a long time. The blood of the countless disciples and elders of the entire Temple of War condensed into a blazing divine light, which enveloped the world.

"Sister Long is right! My Temple of War would rather stand to die than live on his knees!"

Tian Gang and others were bloody, and the eyes of Xuan Wang, Wang Lin and Min Rou and others looked at Ling Xiao, all of which were radiant.

"Good! Good! Good! Master, have you seen it? You have a good apprentice..."

Liu Wenzheng was already in tears, and he couldn’t help himself. In a trance, he seemed to have seen Ling Xiao’s body millions of years ago. The shadow that swept invincible and suppressed the Eight Wastelands. At this moment, the Red Dragon God of War and Ling Xiao seemed like Melt into one.

Everyone was shaken, and even the white **** of war looked at Ling Xiao's eyes, which was a little more complicated.

"This son should be able to mobilize the fighting will and martyrdom of everyone in the Temple of War, and he must not stay!"

Huang Tai's original indifferent look finally changed.

He looked at Ling Xiao's gaze with a deep sense of fear, and even a hint of subtle killing!

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