Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 1975: Return to the Temple of War!

Boom!

In front of you is a vast and mysterious land.

Sacred mountains lie dormant on the ground, like ancient beasts, exuding an ancient and vast breath, towering ancient forests on the mountains, and old vine treasures everywhere, flowing with crystal light and auspicious aura Thousands of pieces, myriad of divine light, just like the age of ancient myths.

There are hundreds of those sacred mountains, occupying a radius of tens of thousands of miles, making this piece of land seem extremely extraordinary.

In the most central place, there are nine immemorial mountains floating in the sky, each of which is shrouded in mysterious light, and there are powerful formation fluctuations, which exudes a heart-pounding aura.

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

Ling Xiao stared at the mysterious land in front of him, his 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 descended was the Shangqing Tianyu, not far from the Temple of War.

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

Looking at the gate of the God of War in front of him, Ling Xiao felt infinite emotion in his heart. Although he had only been away for a few years, he felt as if he had been away for millions of years.

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

Ling Xiao's eyes showed a hint of anticipation.

When Ling Xiao left the Temple of War, Liu Wenzheng took Bai Susu, Huzi, Longma and others to practice. Chong Xuchong and the two brothers were not in the Temple of War. This time, Ling Xiao brought back the Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill. Hope to heal their wounds completely.

At the gate of the Temple of War, there are several young disciples wearing black armor guarding them, all of them are powerful and extraordinary, all of them are powerhouses in the semi-holy realm.

"You are... Long... Long Aotian?!"

When they saw Ling Xiao, they couldn't help being shocked, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

"What? Are you surprised to see me?"

Ling Xiao asked lightly.

His identity in the Temple of War is that of the Lord of the Temple of War. His status is sublime, second only to the Supreme Elders and Lord God of War. Even the Saintess of Nishang will call out to Shishu when she sees him.

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

A young disciple who seemed to have a third rank and a half-sage hesitated for a while, but still said: "Uncle Long, you'd better not return to the sect, go out first to avoid the limelight! The people from the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese clan Here, this time, they came to ask the teacher to ask for guilt, and asked you to trouble you by name!"

"Huh? Heavenly Curse Sect and Chinese?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed brightly, the Heavenly Curse Sect is also the Twelve Immortal Holy Land, but it is in harmony with the Five Elements Sacred Sect and the Heavenly Gate of Time and Space, and the relationship with the Temple of War is not good. As for the Chinese, he also I heard from Pangu Tiangang that he is the descendant of the Nine Emperors, the real imperial family!

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

Why did the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese people come to ask him for his guilt? Could it be because of Ji Feixuan's affairs?

Ling Xiao secretly thought to himself that only the Zhou Tian Death Mirror on Ji Feixuan's body could make the Immortal Holy Land and the Imperial Clan care so much.

It's just that, when the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese people came to ask for guilt, did Lord God of War not care?

As if seeing the doubts in Ling Xiao's heart, the young disciple explained in a low voice: "Uncle Long, Lord God of War is in retreat! Now Lei Xuanzheng, the master of the Thunder Palace, is temporarily in charge of sect affairs!"

"Is Lei Qianjue's brother Lei Xuanzhen?"

Ling Xiao knew in his heart that both Lei Qianjue and Lei Xuanzheng had shown malice towards him. At this moment, Lei Xuanzheng was temporarily in charge of the sect's affairs. But there is no problem in secretly using some small tricks. It is conceivable that the battle hall may not be easy now.

"What's your name? Thank you!"

Ling Xiao nodded towards the young disciple.

"My name is Fang Lin, Master Long, you better go!"

Fang Lin smiled bitterly.

Clap!

At this moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and a long black whip flew out from a distance, and it was about to hit Fang Lin's face in an instant. Ling Xiao's eyes turned cold, and he could feel the whip. The terrifying power contained in the long whip is definitely not something Fang Lin can resist.

Ling Xiao stretched out two crystal clear fingers, and instantly clamped the black whip, no matter how hard the owner of the whip tried, he couldn't pull the whip back.

"Who are you? How dare you beat up my disciples of the Temple of War at will?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely cold as he stared at several figures walking in the distance.

It was three imposing young men, a pair of young men and women in black cyan robes, walking slowly behind a young man in white.

The boy in white has a handsome face, eyes like stars, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands behind his back, and he has a kind of arrogance and indifference that looks down on the world.

His cultivation has reached the sixth-rank semi-holy level, and his aura is very powerful.

And the young men and women wearing black cyan robes are all five-turn semi-sacred cultivation. The man is handsome and the woman is pretty. The black long whip is in the hand of the pretty woman, and her face has already changed. It turned red, but there was still no way to pull the whip back.

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

The pretty woman glared at Ling Xiao and said, her voice was very sharp, with a condescending attitude, her thin lips seemed a bit mean.

"We should ask who you are. Those who dare to insult my Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese should be punished!"

The man in green robe said lightly, his eyes like a blade fell on Ling Xiao.

"Who am I? Hahaha... Haven't you been looking for me all the time? It's good, the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese Sa Ye came to my War God Temple, could it be that all the people in the War God Temple died? Is it dead? Is Lei Xuanzhen trying to betray the Temple of War?"

Ling Xiao said with an angry smile ~IndoMTL.com~ with a cold look in his eyes.

These three people from the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese people dared to be so arrogant in the Temple of War, but no one stopped them. It was like letting robbers do things recklessly in their own homes, which is simply unbearable. .

Ling Xiao has left his anger and is full of dissatisfaction with Lei Xuanzheng.

As for the disciples guarding the mountain gate, after hearing Ling Xiao's words, they all showed a look of embarrassment and shame.

"You are... Long Aotian?!"

The boy in white, who had not spoken, his eyes lit up as if he had thought of something, staring at Ling Xiao and said with interest.

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