Great Emperor Myriad

The ancient symbol of covering the sky can cover the breath of Tiangang, otherwise, once his Pangu bloodline erupts and is discovered by the strong people of the Chinese and Tianzong sect, there will be great trouble.

"Thank you, Lord!"

There was a trace of gratitude in Tian Gang's eyes. Although it was a happy event to break into the Half-Sacred Realm, he also knew the consequences once the Pangu bloodline leaked out.

Ling Xiao is also thinking, it is time to take Tian Gang to see Pan Gufeng and others in the world of Fantianyin. Maybe they will have some ways to help Pan Gufeng continue to hide the blood of Pangu.

Whoosh!

Fan Tianyin's light flashed and re-floated into Ling Xiao's hands, and the enchantment that enveloped the entire War Mountain also disappeared.

Outside of Zhanshan, there are many strong and powerful figures, all of them are elders and true disciples of the Temple of War. Their eyes are full of curiosity, and they don’t know what happened on Zhanshan.

"Dragon... Did Uncle Zu break through to the Realm of Half Saint? No wonder Zhanshan blocked for three days. It turned out that Uncle Zu broke through!"

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

"No! Look at the disciples of the other battle halls, they... they... they all broke into the half-sacred realm? God, is this too incredible?"

Someone exclaimed, like hell, his eyes fell on Tian Gang and others, and his eyes were full of incredible looks.

Three days ago, many of the disciples of the War Hall were only the cultivation of the God King Realm. The Battle Mountain was closed for three days. As a result, all of them broke through to the Realm of Semi-Holy, and it was a collective promotion, which was too scary.

The disciples and elders outside the battle mountain were all in shock.

But their shock did not last long, because three days had passed, Ling Xiao's promotion ceremony was about to begin.

This time the promotion ceremony made the entire Temple of War boiling up, but it was a big event. Countless disciples and elders all went out one after another. They wanted to take a look at the demeanor of the new warlord.

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

The promotion ceremony was held in a sea of ​​clouds among the nine suspended holy mountains. Hundreds of thousands of disciples and elders from the entire Temple of War attended.

The God of War in white and the other eight hallmasters also appeared.

The etiquette of the promotion ceremony is very cumbersome. It requires a series of processes such as worshiping the world, worshiping the ancestors of the Temple of War, burning incense, waiting for the crown, and so on.

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

"I didn't expect that this uncle ancestor of the Dragon Master was so young. I heard that he was less than a hundred years old? It's really enviable that he became the master of the battle hall at such a young age!"

"But the Hall of War has declined for so many years. It is not so easy to restore the glory of millions of years ago!"

"The uncle ancestor of this little teacher is so talented, this time he was promoted to the Lord of the Hall of War, and he threw the throne of the three Saints!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion, and the eyes were full of different looks.

Ling Xiao's expression is very calm, as if she has never heard the voice of other people's comments, and this kind of limelight may be ecstatic to others, but Ling Xiao can treat it calmly.

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

"Ok?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a fine glance, and he noticed a middle-aged man in a purple robe among the eight patriarchs. It looked tall, with a magnificent face and majesty, but Ling Xiao felt a touch of light from him. hostility.

"Lei Dian Lord, Lei Xuanquan? You don't want to mess with me! If you dare to mess with me, I won't be polite!"

Ling Xiao sneered in his heart. Lei Xuanheng was a saint's venerable, but he was hostile to him. I am afraid it was because of Zhan Tianxing. Ling Xiao also heard that Zhan Tianxing was Lei Xuanquan. disciple.

"Promotion Ceremony, Ceremony! People visit the Lord of the War Hall!"

With the voice of an elder spreading over the Temple of War, Ling Xiao has also walked above the sky dome, standing next to the white-clad God of War and standing alongside the other eight hall masters!

Above the void, the clouds are misty and imposing, and the white-clothed **** of war and the eight patriarchs are all saints. Only Ling Xiao has just broken through to the semi-holy realm, which is particularly awkward.

"Lord of the Battle Hall!"

The entire Temple of War, all the disciples and elders below the Holy Land bowed to Lingxiao saluting, and they were majestic and magnificent.

Although most people are sincerely happy, after all, Ling Xiao was on the War Mountain three days ago, and the demeanor of wounding Huangtai in World War I made them all heartbroken.

Lei Qianjue, Xing Jun and others all felt incomparable suffocation, their faces looked ugly, and Ling Xiao's status was immediately above them, making them difficult to accept.

Ling Xiao stood above Yunxiao and looked at the people in the Temple of War below. His expression was calm but calm, and he slowly said, "You fellows, please rise!"

Everyone raised their heads~www.wuxiaspot.com~ eyes fell on Ling Xiao.

"I am young and virtuous, the remains of the Mengchilong God of War, who is in charge of the Heavenly Mark, and is valued by Lord God of War. I am promoted to be the Lord of the War Hall, and I am terrified! I know the weight of responsibility on my body. Testify to sanctification, restore the glory of the former war hall, and do our part for the war hall!

The God of War Temple is listed as one of the twelve immortal holy places of God Realm by fighting the war, fighting the world and fighting all the enemies. I hope that all of my God of War temples will be able to defy the strong enemy, bloody, and proud , A heart that is unyielding!

My disciple of the Temple of War, why do you have a fight? "

Ling Xiao's voice was extremely calm, resounding through the entire Temple of War, but he had a passionate emotion, saying that the entire disciples of the Temple of War were all excited and bloody.

"Yes, I am a disciple of the temple, why do you have a fight?"

"Hahaha... The uncle of the Dragon Master said well, and he did so! Even if his strength is temporarily inferior to me, I will serve him with his actions!"

Many disciples said, looking at Ling Xiao was full of fanaticism.

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

Since the great calamity millions of years ago, the Temple of War was suppressed by intentional people and began to weaken. Even the disciples of the Temple of War have become cautious over the years and even swallowed.

But every disciple of the God of War Temple was unwilling to do this. Ling Xiao's remarks inspired their blood that had been suppressed for a long time, and all of them were excited and couldn't help themselves!

At this moment, the disciples of the Nine Veins, whether they are ordinary people or not, have the words Ling Xiao appearing in their hearts.

My disciple of the Temple of War, why do you have a fight?

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