Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 1562: Join the Battle Hall

Although Yang Fan has a high status in the Temple of War, and is even a disciple of the Lord of War, he knows that the uncle Liu in front of him is not simple. One of the saints, just because of an accident that year, the ancestors of the three saints were severely injured, so the cultivation base fell to the semi-holy state.

But Liu Wenzheng's status is very high, even if the Lord of War sees him, he will respectfully call Liu Senior Brother.

"Humph! You don't have to worry about this. Even if this old man is fighting for his life, he will help Long Aotian to prove the Tao and become holy!"

Liu Wenzheng snorted coldly, his face a little ugly.

What Yang Fan said actually makes sense. He also knows what the situation in the Battle Palace is now. Logically speaking, it is the best choice for Long Aotian to go to the Heavenly Palace, but he is just unwilling and reluctant.

"Uncle Liu, Junior Brother Yang is right. Long Aotian's entry into the battle hall is really a waste of his talent. I'm afraid there isn't even a single person in the battle hall who can accept him as a disciple!"

The eyes of Lie Yuan, the deputy head of the Fire Palace, flashed brightly, and said lightly.

"Yes, Uncle Liu! You have to put your sect's interests first!"

Several other deputy hall masters also echoed the words.

Liu Wenzheng's face became more and more ugly. His temper was already extremely hot, and everyone's words made him almost go crazy.

"Uncle Liu, as long as you agree to let Long Aotian worship me as a teacher, I will give him an impeccable holy treasure, the nine peerless holy methods of the Temple of War, let him practice one, and I can guarantee my Master God of War can give him advice once a year!"

Yang Fan suddenly gritted his teeth.

He really fell in love with Ling Xiao's talent. He was happy when he saw Lie Xin. He had always been arrogant and arrogant, but he never found a suitable disciple, but after seeing Ling Xiao, he was immediately tempted.

Such a peerless talent must not allow its pearl to be dusted.

Everyone was shocked.

They didn't expect that because of Ling Xiao's battle with Wuchen, showing his peerless talent, so many deputy hall masters were scrambling to accept Ling Xiao as a disciple.

Even, Vice Hall Master Yang Fan offered such generous conditions!

It's nothing more than the perfect holy treasure and one of the nine peerless holy laws, but once a year, the guidance of the Lord of the God of War is something that no true disciple can enjoy. I am afraid that it is only those a few high-ranking holy sons. have this opportunity.

Liu Wenzheng didn't expect that Yang Fan would make such a condition for Ling Xiao, and he was immediately forced to say: "Xiao Fanzi, if Long Aotian enters the battle hall, I know that I can't. When he is his master, I will accept his apprentices and give him the last chance to inherit!"

"What?!"

This time, the faces of Yang Fan and other deputy hall masters could no longer be calm, and they all showed extremely shocked expressions.

"This... Absolutely not!"

Yang Fan categorically refused: "Uncle Liu, accepting apprentices on behalf of teachers is absolutely impossible! We will not agree, even Lord God of War will not agree. Although Long Aotian is extremely talented, he is not qualified to become the disciple of the Red Dragon God of War. !”

"That's right! Uncle Liu, if you accept apprentices on your behalf, don't we want to call Uncle Long Aotian? This...this is simply ridiculous!"

Lie Yuan also said with an ugly face.

"The previous generation of the Red Dragon God of War has passed away. Although you were once a registered disciple of his old man, Uncle Liu, you are not qualified to accept apprentices on your behalf!"

"This matter is not negotiable, nor do I agree!"

The other deputy hall masters couldn't sit still, and their faces were ugly.

They all know that Liu Wenzheng was once the registered disciple of the previous generation of the Red Dragon God of War. He was loyal to the Lord of the Red Dragon God of War. He alone supported the war hall for millions of years, and even held the last inheritance of the Red Dragon God of War in his hand. Chance.

Many people have tried the idea of ​​inheritance, but they were all suppressed by this generation of God of War.

"I don't need to ask your consent for this matter! Master once said that as long as someone gets his inheritance and inherits the seal of Fantian, he is the master of my battle hall and his disciple!"

Liu Wenzheng said very stubbornly.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Liu, you also said that you must be in charge of Fantianyin in order to become the Lord of the Battle Hall and the disciple of Uncle Chilong, so you accept the apprentice on your behalf. It's not suitable either!"

"I believe he will be able to take charge of the Pantian Seal!"

Liu Wenzheng glanced at Ling Xiao and said slowly.

Ling Xiao's heart was slightly moved. Liu Wenzheng persisted for millions of years by himself. This kind of loyalty to the Red Dragon God of War is moving.

Although Ling Xiao has already decided to join the Battle Hall, Liu Wenzheng still spared no effort to win so many opportunities and good fortune for him.

This is a respectable and admirable old man!

"Thank you for the kindness of the hall masters. The disciple has already decided to join the battle hall, so it will not be changed!"

Ling Xiao bowed slightly towards Yang Fan and the others, but his voice was extremely firm.

"Long Aotian, have you really stopped thinking about it? Trust me, the Temple of Heaven is your best choice!"

Yang Fan said with some regret.

"Thank you, Hall Master Yang, the disciple is determined to join the battle hall!"

Ling Xiao said seriously.

"Good good! Long Aotian, don't worry, your choice is correct!"

Liu Wenzheng was a little excited and took a deep breath.

"If that's the case, then I won't force it! Master Liu, farewell!"

Yang Fan had some regrets, but he still bowed to Liu Wenzheng elegantly, and then took many disciples, turned and flew towards a hanging holy mountain above the void.

"Uncle Liu, farewell!"

Everyone left in a hurry, and soon only Liu Wenzheng and Ling Xiao were left on the stage.

"Let's go, let's go back to the Battle Hall!"

Liu Wenzheng glanced at everyone with great satisfaction, then waved his sleeves, and suddenly a dazzling light enveloped everyone and flew towards the sky.

The nine hanging holy mountains above the void, the nine veins of the Temple of War, each occupy one.

Ling Xiao can feel that the nine hanging holy mountains are majestic, majestic, and shrouded in clouds and mists, but they exude the breath of the vast holy way, and there is a mysterious light in the air. The dense, intertwined breaths of each other formed an incomparably majestic battle.

Whoosh!

Ling Xiao hadn't had time to observe more, and the light flashed around everyone ~IndoMTL.com~ and landed on a hanging holy mountain.

When Ling Xiao saw this hanging holy mountain clearly, a strange look appeared in his eyes.

This hanging holy mountain is bare, it turns out to be a barren mountain, there is not even a tree, and there is no vitality of heaven and earth, neither the spirit of the gods nor the aura of the holy way, there are jagged rocks everywhere, exuding An ancient and vicissitudes of life.

This is the gate of the Battle Palace, also known as Battle Mountain!

Ling Xiao can feel that there is a layer of mysterious light shrouding Zhanshan, which is like an enchantment that blocks Zhanshan, and inside Zhanshan, there seems to be an extremely strange and strange devouring power, which is always present It devoured all the vitality, the spirit of the gods and even the power of the Holy Way above the battle mountain.

If you stay on the Battle Mountain for a long time, I am afraid that not only will there be no way to swallow any energy, but even your own realm may be affected.

Ling Xiao finally understood why the disciples of the battle hall left one by one, and everyone was afraid to avoid it!

It turns out that the Battle Hall is a Jedi!