Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 1695: The Lord of the Battle Hall and the Little Martial Uncle!
Ling Xiao's heart moved, and he quickly guessed the identities of these three people. The entire War God Temple's cultivation base was more than rank seven and a half saint, and if he was so young, there were only three holy sons.
The Heaven Palace is colorful, the Earth Palace is Wuxiong, and the Yang Palace is Gaoyang!
These three holy sons, with extraordinary talents and powerful combat power, are known as the future hope of the Temple of War.
Ling Xiao can feel that these three people are full of blood and blood, and their whole body exudes a vast and true meaning of the Great Dao. I am afraid that even in the face of a real nine-turn semi-sage, they still have the power to fight.
This is the true genius!
"Junior Brother Long, you defeated Huang Wudao in three moves with the cultivation of the God King Realm, and also injured Huang Tai, creating a miracle that made my War God Hall's heart excited, really good!"
Wearing in black armor, Takeo said with a sincere expression on his face.
"That's right! Hahaha... Junior Brother Long is not only extremely talented, but also very eloquent. The words that scolded Huangtai's old man were really **** happy. If it wasn't for my lack of strength, I would also like to hear it. Go up and beat that old man!"
Gao Yang, who was wearing a red robe, looked free and unrestrained. He also patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder and said with a hearty smile.
"The two brothers are overrated! I just did my duty as a disciple of the Temple of War!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly, he could feel the kindness in the hearts of these two saints, which made him a little relieved. Fortunately, the Temple of War is not all people like Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue.
"Well said! How many people can do their duty? I don't like those who bully the superior and the inferior, and only know that they are too ambitious to destroy their own prestige!"
Gao Yang sneered and gave Zhan Tianxing a malicious glance.
Zhan Tianxing froze all over, his eyes showed a hint of shame and anger, and he hated Ling Xiao even more in his heart.
Ling Xiao is in the limelight today, but he should have fought Tianxing for all of this. If Ling Xiao hadn't forcibly taken Fantianyin from him, where would Ling Xiao get all this?
He was mad with hatred and mad with jealousy!
"Junior Brother Long, well done!"
Nishang said softly, with a hint of admiration in her eyes, her voice was clear and ethereal, and she showed a faint smile.
This smile instantly made the world pale.
"Thank you, Sister Nishang!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly.
This Nishang is the legend of the Temple of War, and the goddess in the hearts of everyone in the Temple of War. She has a very beautiful face and an extraordinary temperament. In Ling Xiao's opinion, only Xuanwang Ji Feixuan can be compared with her. .
In the hundreds of thousands of years, Lord God of War has accepted two disciples in total, one is Yang Fan, the current deputy head of the Tiandian Temple, and the other is Nishang!
It is said that Nishang is not yet 100 years old. She has a strong talent and can control the power of time, so she has a deep knowledge of the ancient skills.
Ling Xiao even wondered if Nishang had also acquired the inheritance of her menstruation, but Nishang looked like a pool of deep water, and Ling Xiao couldn't see her depth.
"My saint, I've never seen her smile before, but she actually smiled at Junior Brother Long?"
Takeo sighed while pretending to be jealous.
"You look so ugly, Nishang can't laugh even if he wants to laugh. Only the peerless style of Junior Brother Long can make Nishang smile!" Gao Yang couldn't help but attack.
"Go!"
Takeo feigned grief.
Ling Xiao secretly smiled in his heart, it seems that the three holy sons have a good relationship on weekdays, so they can make jokes so casually.
"Long Aotian!"
An ethereal and clear voice sounded above the Battle Mountain.
Everyone suddenly quieted down and respectfully looked at the white-robed War God above the void. They had already vaguely guessed what the white-robed War God wanted to say.
"As a disciple of the Battle Hall, you have successfully obtained the inheritance of Fantianyin, and you are not afraid of powerful enemies. You have maintained the dignity of the Battle Hall and made great achievements! I have been promoted to the Lord of the Battle Hall, and I hope you will practice hard. , carry forward the battle hall and restore its former glory!"
The voice of the white-robed God of War was very calm, but it was no different from a thunderbolt, and it exploded in the hearts of everyone.
The Lord of the Battle Hall!
Everyone knows how heavy these four characters are. The Nine Veins of the God of War are respected by the God of War. In addition to the God of War, the Lord of the Nine Veins and the Supreme Elder have the highest status, even the Son of God. Just a disciple, can only be comparable to the position of the deputy hall master, and you still need to salute when you see the master of the first hall.
It can be said that Ling Xiao has become the high-level of the entire God of War Temple in one leap, and is one of those with the highest status, the status is comparable to that of the Supreme Elder of the Saint Realm!
Although I had already guessed this result, after hearing it now, Zhan Tianxing, Lei Qianjue, Xing Jun and others still look gloomy, especially Zhan Tianxing, his nails are deep in flesh and blood, and his face is distorted Incomparable, jealous is about to go crazy.
From now on, status is no longer Ling Xiao's constraint, even if Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue see Ling Xiao, they must bow.
"In addition, Long Aotian got the inheritance left by the Red Dragon God of War in the seal of Fantian. After the approval of the seal of Fantian, he is already a disciple of the inheritance of the God of War of the Red Dragon, so from now on, Long Aotian will Tian's seniority is the same as that of Liu Shishu, all disciples follow it!"
The white-robed God of War said slowly, and released another message, which shocked everyone.
A descendant of the Red Dragon God of War?
You must know that ~IndoMTL.com~ The Red Dragon God of War was a peerless figure millions of years ago. Even the white-robed **** of war would be called a master-uncle, so even though Liu Wenzheng was a named disciple of the red-robed **** of war, the white-robed **** of war would also be called With a sound of uncle, doesn't that mean that Long Aotian became the little uncle of the **** of war in one jump?
The many disciples in the Temple of War, whether they are inner disciples or true disciples, must shout Long Aotian and Master Uncle!
This generation is really high and scary!
But in the Temple of the God of War, the God of War has supreme majesty and power. Since she has already announced and admitted it, everyone has no qualifications to object at all. Even if they are reluctant, they can only hold their noses. .
"Hahaha... The God of War is right! Junior brother, what are you still doing there? Why don't you thank the God of War quickly?"
Liu Wenzheng was extremely excited, the identity of Lingxiao Chilong God of War disciple was finally confirmed, and he added a layer of insurance in the future, he immediately urged excitedly.
"Thank you... Lord Ares!"
Ling Xiao was also a little stunned, and it took a long time for him to react, and he bowed to the white-robed God of War.
It is understandable for him to be the Lord of the Battle Hall, Ling Xiao, but this white-robed God of War actually gave him the status of a disciple of the Red Dragon God of War, which is equivalent to putting a little uncle on his head and letting Ling Xiao Wanwan couldn't understand, what was the purpose of the white-robed God of War?
Lei Qianjue and Xing Jun's faces were extremely ugly, and they both turned a little dark, because from now on they not only saluted Ling Xiao, but also called uncle Shi.
It's worse than killing them!
"I'm... my uncle... poof..."
Zhan Tianxing was furious, and he muttered to himself, and then it was dark in front of him, and he fainted!
He was stunned by the news.