Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 1702: I’m a disciple of the Temple of War, what a pity!

The ancient talisman that covers the sky can hide the breath of Tian Gang, otherwise once his Pangu bloodline bursts out and is discovered by the strong people of the Chinese and the Heavenly Curse Sect, it will definitely cause great trouble.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Tiangang's eyes showed a hint of gratitude. Although it was a happy event to break through to the semi-holy realm, he also knew the consequences of Pangu's bloodline leaking out.

Ling Xiao is also thinking, it's time to take Tiangang to see Pangufeng and others in the world of Tianyin, maybe they will have some way to help Pangufeng continue to hide Pangu's blood.

Whoosh!

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

Besides Zhanshan, there are many 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... Master Uncle actually broke through to the semi-sacred realm? No wonder Zhanshan was blocked for three days, it turned out to be because Master Long broke through!"

When a disciple saw Ling Xiao's cultivation, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"No! Look at the disciples of the other battle halls, they...they...they all broke through to the semi-holy realm? Oh my god, isn't this incredible?"

Someone exclaimed, as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes fell on Tian Gang and the others, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Three days ago, the many disciples of the Battle Hall were still only at the God King Realm. The Battle Mountain was closed for three days. As a result, all of them broke through to the Semi-Saint Realm, and they were promoted collectively. This is too scary. Some.

Those disciples and elders outside Zhanshan had expressions of incomparable horror on their faces.

However, their shock didn't last long, because three days had come and Ling Xiao's promotion ceremony was about to begin.

This time, the promotion ceremony made the entire War God Temple boil. It was a big event. Countless disciples and elders went out one after another, wanting to see the demeanor of the newly promoted War Hall Lord.

Ling Xiao doesn't have much feeling about the promotion ceremony, but this is a grand event for the entire sect, and it is also a sign of the re-emergence of the battle hall, so Ling Xiao is also very cooperative for this promotion ceremony.

The promotion ceremony was held in a sea of ​​clouds between the nine hanging holy mountains. Hundreds of thousands of disciples and elders from the entire War God Temple came to participate.

The white-robed **** of war and the other eight hall masters also appeared.

The etiquette of the promotion ceremony is very cumbersome and requires a series of processes such as worshiping the heaven and earth, worshiping the ancestors of the Temple of War, burning incense and waiting, and blessing the crown.

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

"I didn't expect this Uncle Master Long to be so young. I heard that he is less than 100 years old, right? It's really enviable to become the Lord of the Battle Hall at such a young age!"

"However, the battle hall has been in decline for so many years, and it is not so easy to restore the glory millions of years ago!"

"This young master-uncle's talent is beyond compare. He was promoted to the Lord of the Battle Hall this time, overshadowing the limelight of the three holy sons!"

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Everyone was talking, and their eyes were full of different expressions.

Ling Xiao's expression was extremely calm, as if he didn't hear other people's comments at all, and this kind of limelight might be ecstatic to others, but Ling Xiao was able to treat it calmly.

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

"Huh?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and he noticed a middle-aged man in purple robe among the eight hall masters. He looked tall, with a majestic face and incomparable majesty, but Ling Xiao felt it from him. A hint of hostility.

"Lord of the Thunder Palace, Lei Xuanzheng? It's fine if you don't provoke me! If you dare to provoke me, I won't be polite!"

Ling Xiao sneered in his heart, Lei Xuanxuan is the venerable saint, but he is hostile to him, probably because of Zhan Tianxing, Ling Xiao also heard that Zhan Tianxing is Lei Xuanzheng's disciple.

"The promotion ceremony, the ceremony is successful! Everyone pays homage to the Lord of the Battle Hall!"

As the voice of an elder spread across the sky above the God of War Temple, Ling Xiao has also reached the sky above the sky, standing beside the God of War in white, alongside the other eight hall masters!

Above the void, there are clouds and mists, and the momentum is vast. The white-robed God of War and the Eight Great Hall Masters are both saints. Only Ling Xiao has just broken through to the semi-holy state, which is particularly abrupt.

"Join the Lord of the Battle Hall!"

The entire War God Temple, all the disciples and elders below the holy realm, bowed and saluted to Ling Xiao, their voices shook the sky, and they were majestic.

Although most of the people were sincerely happy, after all, Ling Xiao was on the Battle Mountain three days ago, and Huangtai was injured in the first battle, which made them all heartbroken, but there were still a few people with ugly faces.

Lei Qianjue, Xing Jun and the others all felt extremely aggrieved, their faces were ugly, and Ling Xiao's status was above them in a blink of an eye, making it difficult for them to accept.

Ling Xiao stood above the clouds and looked at the people in the Temple of War below, with a calm and indifferent expression, and said slowly: "Everyone, please get up!"

Everyone raised their heads ~IndoMTL.com~ and their eyes fell on Ling Xiao.

"I was young and virtuous. I was left behind by the Red Dragon God of War. I was in charge of the Seal of the Heavens. Cultivation, sanctify the Tao as soon as possible, restore the former glory of the War Temple, and do your part for the War God Temple!

The Temple of the God of War is ranked among the twelve immortal holy places in the God Realm by fighting the heavens and the ground, and fighting all the enemies that can be fought. I hope that all of you in the Temple of War will be able to fear strong enemies and be bloody. , Have pride, have an unyielding heart!

I'm a disciple of the Temple of War, why should I fight? "

Ling Xiao's voice was incomparably calm, resounding in the sky above the entire God of War Temple, but it had a passion of its own. The disciples of the entire God of War Temple were all excited and their blood boiled.

"That's right, I'm a disciple of the Temple of War, why not fight?"

"Hahaha... This Uncle Dragon Master said it well, and he did it too! Even if his strength is not as good as mine for the time being, based on his actions, I will serve him!"

Many disciples all said, looking at Ling Xiao's eyes full of fanaticism.

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

Since the catastrophe a million years ago, the Temple of War has been suppressed by those who have a heart, and it has begun to weaken. Even the disciples of the Temple of War have become cautious over the years, and even swallow their breath.

But every disciple of the Temple of War is not willing to do so. Ling Xiao's remarks have inspired their long-suppressed blood, and they are all excited and unable to control themselves!

At this moment, the disciples of the Nine Meridians, whether they are those who have friction or not on weekdays, have Ling Xiao's words in their hearts.

I'm a disciple of the Temple of War, why should I fight?

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