Great Emperor Myriad

Bang!

In front of me was a vast and mysterious land.

The gods lie dormant on the earth, like ancient fierce beasts, with an ancient and vast atmosphere, towering above the mountains and standing in ancient forests, old vines and treasures are everywhere, with a gleaming light, thousands of qi, The light of God is like the age of ancient mythology.

Those gods have hundreds of feet, occupying a land of tens of thousands of miles, making this land very extraordinary.

In the most central place, there are nine immense ancient mountains floating, each of which is shrouded in mysterious light, and has a strong array of fluctuations, sending a breath of palpitation.

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

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

He originally thought that it would take a long time to return to the Temple of War, but he did not expect that the area where he and Zhao Ritian came was the upper Qing dynasty, not far from the Temple of War.

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

Looking at the mountain gate of the Temple of War in front of him, Ling Xiao's heart produced infinite emotions. Although it was only a few years away, he felt as if he had left for millions of years.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Liu Wenzheng?"

Ling Xiao's eyes showed a look of anticipation.

When Ling Xiao left the Temple of War, Liu Wenzheng was practicing with Bai Susu, Hu Zi, and Dragon Horse. Chong Xu Chong and the two brothers were not in the Temple of War. This time Ling Xiao brought back the biochemical dan, hoping to be thorough Cure their trauma.

At the mountain gate of the Temple of War, there are a few young disciples wearing black armor guarding them, all of which are powerful and extraordinary, all of them powerful in the half-sacred realm.

"Are you...Long...Long Aotian?"

After they saw Ling Xiao, they could not help but startled, and a look of surprise appeared in their eyes.

"How? Are you surprised to see me?"

Ling Xiao asked faintly.

His identity in the Temple of War is the master of the Temple of War, with a lofty status, second only to the elders of the Supreme Master and the Lord of God of War, even the Saint Virgin will cry out to him when he sees him.

So those disciples couldn't help but jump in their hearts and quickly said, "No! Dragon... Uncle Dragon, we just didn't expect you to come back now!"

A young disciple who seemed to have a three-turn half-holy hesitated and said, "Uncle Dragon, you better not return to the Zong Men, go out and avoid the wind head! Tianzong Zong and the Chinese people are coming, This time they came to Xingshi to ask for guilt and to name your surname to find your trouble!"

"Huh? Tianjuzong and the Chinese?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a glimmer of glory, and the Heavenly Mantra Sect is also the twelve immortal sacred places, but with the five elements of the Holy Sect and the time and space Tianmen, the relationship with the Temple of War is not good. As for the Chinese, he also started from Pangu Tiangang I heard there that it is a descendant of the Nine Emperor, the real emperor!

Although the imperial family is hidden from the world, it is out of the world, but the background is extremely deep, not weaker than the twelve immortal holy places, and even wins.

Why did Tianzongzong and the Hua people come to blame him for reviving his teacher? Is it because of Ji Feixuan?

Ling Xiao thought secretly that only Ji Jixuan's imperial emperor Zhou Tiansheng's mirror could make the immortal holy land and the imperial family care so much.

It's just that Tianzongzong and the Chinese came to Xingshi to blame, did Lord God of War even care?

As if to see the doubt in Ling Xiao's heart, the young disciple explained in a low voice: "Uncle Dragon, Lord God of War is closed! Now Lei Xuanheng, the master of Lei Dian, is temporarily in charge of the sect affairs!"

"Lei Qianjue's brother Lei Xuanqin?"

Ling Xiao knew that both Lei Qianjue and Lei Xuanheng had shown malicious intentions to him. At this moment, Lei Xuanhe was temporarily in charge of the sect affairs. Although it was impossible to indulge Tianzong Zong and the Chinese ethnically, but secretly There is no problem with these small means. I can imagine that the Battle Hall is not good now.

"What's your name? Thank you!"

Ling Xiao nodded toward the young disciple.

"My name is Fang Lin, Uncle Long, you should go now!"

Fang Lin smiled bitterly.

Snapped!

At this moment, a sound of breaking the sky sounded, a black long whip flew from a distance, and it would be pumped on Fang Lin's face in an instant, Ling Xiao's eyes were cold, he could feel the long whip The terror power contained in it is definitely not something that Fang Lin can resist. If it is really drawn, I am afraid that it will end in an instant.

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 exerted, he could not withdraw the long whip.

"Who are you? Dare to beat my disciples of the Temple of War at will?"

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

They were three imposing young men, a pair of young men and women wearing black robe, followed by a young man in white, and came slowly.

The boy in white has a handsome face, a star like a star, and a faint smile in the corner of his mouth. His hands are carried behind his back, and he has a kind of arrogance and indifference.

His cultivation base has reached the six-turn half-sacred state, and his breath is very powerful.

The young men and women wearing black robes are all five-and-a-half holy practices, the handsome men, the pretty women, the black long whip is holding in the hands of pretty women, and her face has turned red. Woke up, but there was still no way to get the whip back.

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

The pretty woman glared at Ling Xiao and said, her voice was very sharp, with a predominant gesture, and her thin lips looked mean.

"We should ask who you are, and dare to insult me ​​Tianzongzong and the Chinese people, take it!"

The Qingpao man said lightly, his gaze fell on Ling Xiao like a blade.

"Who am I? Ha ha ha... haven't you been looking for me all the time? Very well, Tianzongzong and Chinese Saye even came to my temple of war, is it that the people in the temple of war are dead? ?Is Lei Xuanheng want to betray the Temple of War?"

Ling Xiao laughed angrily~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a cold look in his eyes.

The three Tianzongzong and Chinese people dare to be so rampant in the Temple of War, but no one has stopped it. This is like letting the robbers wantonly act in their own homes. It is simply unbearable.

Ling Xiao has gone out of anger, and is full of dissatisfaction with Lei Xuanheng.

The disciples who guarded the mountain gate, after hearing Ling Xiao's words, all showed their expressions of suffocation and shame.

"Are you...Long Aotian?"

The young boy in white who hadn't spoken seemed to think of something that made his eyes light up and stared at Ling Xiao with interest.

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