Great Emperor Myriad

"This child is so good at inciting people's hearts?"

The eyes of the other eight pavilions all showed a different color, as if they had re-understood Ling Xiao.

But they also all saw it. Ling Xiao's words played an inestimable role in the cohesion of everyone in the Temple of War. All the disciples in the Temple of War seemed to have something sprouting in their hearts.

Of course, the most important thing is not Ling Xiao’s remarks, but the glorious battle of Ling Xiao three days ago. That battle struck out the spirit of the disciples of the Temple of War and played the suppressed blood of the disciples of the Temple of War, and Name the Temple of War!

So only now, a sentence "I am a war disciple, why do you have a fight?" is enough to make everyone bloody, not self!

There was a hint of splendor in the eyes of the God of War in white. He gave Ling Xiao a faint glance. His eyes were so deep that he didn't know what he was thinking.

"This son, never stay!"

Lei Xuanquan's face is indifferent, but the murderous intention in his heart is more and more vigorous.

I do not know why, although Ling Xiao was only a half-sacred cultivation practice, but Lei Xuanquan felt an inexplicable threat.

After being promoted to the ceremony, Ling Xiao and the God of War in white came to the Battle Realm.

Battle Heaven Realm is the core secret place of the Temple of War. Only the ancestors of the God of War Temple and the Nine Great Hall Masters are eligible to enter the Battle Heaven Realm for cultivation. There is an immense amount of divine power that can satisfy the cultivation of the saints.

"Master Ares, what are you doing with me here?"

Ling Xiao asked curiously.

He is also the first time to enter the war sky realm, Ling Xiao can feel the power of the majestic holy path contained in the war sky realm, and there are dozens of powerful and unparalleled breath, one by one like the blazing sun of the air, radiating A trembling wave.

These are all strong men at the level of saints, the ancestors of the saints in the Temple of War, and the foundation of the Temple of War.

"Long Aotian, are you an ascendant in the lower realm?"

The God of War in white suddenly turned around and looked at Ling Xiaodao faintly.

Although the God of War in white was shrouded in a radiant glow, and his face could not be seen clearly, his eyes were extremely bright, as if he could see through Ling Xiao's heart.

Ling Xiao was shocked, but on the surface it was very calm and said: "Master God of War laughed. It is said that the gate of God Realm has been closed for millions of years, and it has not been opened so far. How can I be an ascendant?"

Ling Xiao was thinking quickly in his mind. He had the secret technique of covering the sky. It stands to reason that the **** of war in white should not see his details, and it is impossible to see his identity as an ascendant. Where did it go wrong?

The God of War in white said lightly: "Hon Tianzhao, should you know? He is the son of Hong Ji, the main lord of the Temple of Fire, Hong Tianzhao has a kind of magical power blessed by the saints, and can carry the news before his death! Not only Hong Tianzhao, the lower realm The six true gods have all kinds of backers! According to the news returned by Hong Tianzhao, the person who killed him was Ling Xiao, and he got Wuzi Tianshu! And you have the breath of Wuzi Tianshu! If I didn’t guess wrong If so, should your real name be called Ling Xiao?"

"Hong Tianzhao? Did they have the sage left behind? No wonder I didn't find it! Lord God of War is right, I am Ling Xiao! Is Lord God of War, also want to take away the wordless book?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and he said slowly.

He was already alert at the moment, Fan Tianyin's light was as if he had to strike a thunder at any time towards the white-god Ares.

Ling Xiao knew that the white-faced **** of war in front of him was unfathomable, and might be stronger than Huangtai. Ling Xiao didn't know anything about him, but Ling Xiao was sure to escape.

As long as Fan Tianyin was sacrificed to block the white-clothed **** of war for a moment, he could mobilize the power of the heart, and then moved into the Temple of Taixu.

"Ling Xiao? Good name! You don't have to be so nervous, you are a disciple of Red Dragon God of War, that's my little uncle, and I have no interest in Wu Zi Tian Shu! It's your thing, I won't grab it !"

The white **** of war calmly said.

"Master Ares, what is your relationship with Master?"

Ling Xiao could feel the reality in the myth of the white warfare. It was not a pretentious attitude. He relaxed a little, but he still didn't relax his vigilance and asked.

"I'm just an admirer of the Red Dragon God of War! Uncle Xiao, if I guessed right, you should have come to God Realm by relying on the nine Heavenly Chaos Monuments? Can you follow me, what happened in the world? About the Red Dragon God of War!"

The God of War in white sighed softly, but Ling Xiao felt keenly that when referring to the God of War, the God of War in White had a complex look in his eyes.

"I also inadvertently received the inheritance of Wu Zi Tian Shu and Chilong God of War, this matter will be a long story..."

Ling Xiao nodded and said, since his identity has been exposed, he has nothing to hide, and he can detect it with the fate of the fate, the white **** of war is really not malicious to him, and even has an inexplicable kindness. Feeling.

Ling Xiao talked about what happened in the lower realm and the God of War in white. Except for some key places, Ling Xiao didn't, and all the others told the God of War in fifteen to ten.

"Unexpectedly, so many things have happened in the lower realm for millions of years!"

The **** of war in white listened to Ling Xiao's story quietly. After Ling Xiao finished, she sighed softly.

"Master God of War, the calamity of the Temple of War millions of years ago, was it because of the Wordless Book?"

Ling Xiao asked, he was very curious about the things millions of years ago, maybe he could find the whereabouts of the Red Dragon God of War, Ling Xiao always felt that maybe the Red Dragon God of War was not dead yet.

"It's because of a wordless book! But that big disaster ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ involved the big disaster between God Realm and Devil Realm, and my Temple of War is just an introduction..."

White God of War slowly said.

With his narration, combined with the memory of the Red Dragon God of War, Ling Xiao gradually understood the course of events.

It turned out that the news that the Red Dragon God of War got Wuzi Tianshu millions of years ago was spread, and many powerful people in the whole God Realm were shocked. Especially the previous generation master who passed Wuzi Tianshu was the devil emperor of the Devil Realm, without words. The Heavenly Book is an ominous thing. Many saints want the Red Dragon God of War to hand over the Wordless Heavenly Book.

The Red Dragon God of War was naturally impossible to hand over, and at that time, when the relationship between God Realm and Demon Realm was tense, a large-scale war of Gods and Demons was launched. The previous generation of God of War, that is, the master of Red Dragon God of War died, and the Red Dragon God of War took over. In the position of God of War, the sages of other immortal holy places come to the Temple of War, and want the Red Dragon God of War to hand over the Wordless Book of God.

The Red Dragon God of War ruled Fan Tianyin and Wu Zi Tian Shu, and launched a shocking war with many saints who came to persecute. With the realm of the half saint, they fought against the sky and killed many strong saints.

The Demon Clan also had the strong men coming to the War Temple, the blood above the War Temple was bleeding into the river, and there were many strong men dying in the war temple. Finally, the Red Dragon War God left the War Temple in order not to involve the War Temple, and fled to the Nether. .

Ling Xiao had seen some tragedies in the memory of Red Dragon God of War before, but those were vague and incomplete, and now he has a complete answer here in the White God of War.

"The cultivation practice of the half-sage is to slay the saints against the heavens, and the master is truly an outstanding master!"

Ling Xiao exclaimed in his heart that when he heard the war that took place millions of years ago in the Temple of War, he felt the blood boiling, and wished he could witness the war with his own eyes.

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