Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 1980: Yang Wen!

"The friendship between the Temple of War, the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese? Zhan Tianxing, are you ignorant or stupid? Or do you have ulterior motives?"

Ling Xiao sneered, then looked at the more and more disciples of the Temple of War, and said loudly: "My fellow disciples, three million years ago, Liu Zhiyun, a genius disciple of my Temple of War, was proclaimed and sanctified. The people of the Heavenly Curse Sect cursed secretly, and eventually went into trouble and died. Is this called friendship?

1.8 million years ago, the Chinese tribe dispatched three saints to kill the Eastern Jade Patriarch of the Temple of War in Molongyuan, because they framed the Eastern Jade Patriarch for stealing the treasures of the Chinese tribe. It was later confirmed that It was done by a traitor of the Chinese people, but they never expressed any apology to my War Temple!

One million years ago, when the Lord of War God, the Red Dragon God of War, was succeeded to the throne of the God of War, he was forced by the alliance of the Holy Lands such as the Heavenly Curse Sect, the Chinese People, and the Five Elements Holy Sect. Covering up the remnants of the Demon Race is actually for the wordless scripture on the Lord of the Red Dragon God of War! In the end, the powerful demons invaded, and my War God Temple suffered heavy casualties, and Lord Chilong War God also did not know whether to live or die!

These piles, one after another, represent the great feud of life and death, and the blood of countless ancestors of my War God Temple. How dare you say that there is any **** friendship between my War God Temple, the Heavenly Curse Sect, and the Chinese? "

Ling Xiao stood above the void, exuding a vast and ancient aura all over his body. His eyes were clear and his voice was incomparably clear. He walked towards Zhan Tianxing step by step. Come.

Ling Xiao seems to have incarnated into an ancient sage in the ancient times. He speaks with the law, speaks with the heavenly constitution, scolded many evil demons and heretics, and passed down the supreme avenue and righteousness, making him radiate with the brilliance of truth!

After hearing Ling Xiao's remarks, all the disciples in the surrounding War God Temple were boiling with blood, and blood-colored rays of light appeared in their eyes, looking at Zhan Tianxing, Yang Wen and Hua Tianqiong. His eyes were full of anger and hatred.

Whether they have heard of these secrets or not, they are completely irritated by what Ling Xiao described at this moment.

It turns out that there is such a strong and inseparable blood hatred between the Temple of War, the Heavenly Curse Sect, and the Chinese people!

"Get out of the Temple of War!"

I don't know who was the first to roar, and then the roar of many disciples resounded in the sky above the entire War God Temple. The sound was like thunder, shaking the sky.

"Get out of the Temple of War!"

"Get out of the Temple of War!"

“…”

Zhan Tianxing, Yang Wen, and even Hua Tianqiong, who had always looked indifferent, couldn't help but change their expressions at this moment, and the eyes looking at Ling Xiao were full of blazing killing intent.

Ling Xiao's inciting skills made them extremely jealous.

If it really caused all the disciples of the Temple of War to share the same hatred, once the riot broke out, I am afraid that none of them would be able to leave the Temple of War, and maybe they would be hacked to death here by the angry crowd.

That's really bad luck!

"Long Aotian, I'm too lazy to tell you more! I'll report this matter to the master, and he will find you at that time, but you are so deliberately trying to destroy my War God Temple, the Heavenly Curse Sect, and the Chinese clan. I really doubt your intentions!"

Zhan Tianxing gave Ling Xiao a stern look, and finally suppressed the anger and killing intent in his heart.

Zhan Tianxing's heart has already given birth to the intention of retreat. Now is the time of excitement. If he confronts Ling Xiao at this time, I'm afraid it will not be a good opportunity.

Although he hated Ling Xiao madly in his heart, he still held back.

"Brother Zhan, don't be angry! He's just a clown jumping on the beam. I'll teach him a lesson and let him know what to say and what not to say!"

Yang Wen, dressed in a black robe, said with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He looks very thin, but his body is exuding an incomparably cold aura, with mysterious runes permeating his body, and the light in his eyes looks extremely sinister and vicious, like a poisonous snake.

Even Zhan Tianxing was reluctant to stand by his side, as if he was going to freeze with the chill on Yang Wen's body.

"Be careful, this kid is not easy!"

Hua Tianqiong said lightly, his eyes were extremely deep, as if no one could see what he was thinking.

"Brother Hua, don't worry, it's just a mere sixth-rank semi-sage cultivation. If he doesn't have the Heavenly Seal, he's nothing!"

Yang Wen smiled lightly, looking extremely confident.

Whoosh!

Yang Wen rose in the sky, hunting in black robes all over his body, with mysterious runes flickering under his feet, standing opposite Ling Xiao, his own vast and terrifying aura burst out.

That kind of breath seems to be the power of the law of heaven and earth, suppressing it from all directions towards Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao is like an outcast abandoned by heaven and earth, and that feeling is very uncomfortable.

Boom!

Ling Xiao also flashed a sharp edge in his eyes, and the golden blood around his body rose, and the vastness surged into the sky, like a blazing sun, sweeping the surrounding gloomy aura.

Yang Wen and Ling Xiao, one is the most yin and cold, the other is the most yang, and the confrontation between them set off an invisible storm, causing the surrounding void to shake.

"Is Uncle Long going to fight Yang Wen? I wonder if he can beat Yang Wen?"

Everyone couldn't help but tremble, and there was a look of anticipation in their eyes.

"It's hard to say, Holy Son Gao Yang was defeated in the hands of Yang Wen, this Yang Wen's magical powers are very strange, making it hard to guard against!"

"Uncle Long has the seal of Fantian in his hand, and even Elder Huangtai can fight. What is this Yang Wen?"

"Since Yang Wen dares to fight with Uncle Long, maybe he has a treasure that is no weaker than Fantianyin! However, if the two geniuses are the first to sacrifice the most precious weapon, it means that If they lose, unless they have to, I am afraid they will not sacrifice the most precious weapons!"

"I hope Uncle Long can win, this Yang Wen and that Hua Tianqiong are so annoying!"

“…”

Many disciples of the Temple of War are talking in low voices.

"Long Aotian~IndoMTL.com~ Holy Son of Gaoyang, do you know him? He was defeated by me and then nailed to the top of the Battle Mountain. The so-called Holy Son of the Temple of War is still too weak, which is disappointing. I hope you don't. Let me down!"

Yang Wen glanced at Ling Xiao with interest and sneered.

"Oh, you're that confident?"

Ling Xiao's expression is very calm.

"It's not because of self-confidence, but because you are too weak! Although your physical body is very strong, your boxing skills are powerful, and even many high-level semi-sages are not necessarily your opponents! But your cultivation is your greatest Defect, in front of me, no matter how strong your body is, it has no meaning!"

Yang Wen smiled slightly.

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