Chapter 1648 The Wind Will Blow!

Leidian, Tianxing Peak.

"Are you sure that Long Aotian's nine-rank semi-holy servant is King Lei Ling?"

Zhan Tianxing stared at Tang Yao and Lu Hun below and asked, with a cold killing intent in his eyes.

In Shenxiao Valley before, because of Ling Xiao, Zhan Tianxing and King Lei Ling had a battle. At that time, Ling Xiao was still aliased as Hu Qing, a disciple of Leidian, but in the end he wanted to make a profit. King Lei Ling was released, Zhan Tianxing was seriously injured and retreated, and had to escape from Shenxiao Palace.

After Zhan Tianxing returned to the Temple of War God, after investigation, he found that there was no such person as Hu Qing in Leidian Temple. That Hu Qing was probably Long Aotian. It was thoroughly confirmed that Hu Qing was Long Aotian.

After suffering such a big loss in the hands of Long Aotian, now even King Lei Ling has become a servant of Long Aotian, and the inheritance of the holy man of Shenxiao may also fall into the hands of Long Aotian. Also hated to the extreme.

"Senior brother Zhan, that slave of rank nine and a half saints is indeed King Lei Ling, and he also performed the Dao of Shenxiao World Destroying Thunder. He himself said that it was the inheritance of the sage of Shenxiao! I didn't expect that Long Aotian was really big Good luck, even Lord God of War came forward to protect him!"

Tang Yao's complexion was extremely ugly, and she said unwillingly.

"You are thinking wrong! Lord God of War is not protecting him, but just does not want conflicts between the Hall of Law Enforcement, the Hall of Thunder and the Hall of Battle! This Long Aotian really deserves to die!"

Zhan Tianxing said indifferently.

"Young Master Zhan, Long Aotian deserves to die. He has condensed the Indestructible Tribulation Seed. He must want to compete with you for the control of Fantian Yin. Don't be careless!" Lu Hun also said quickly.

"The Fantian seal is mine, and no one can take it away! Let him live for another month. After one month, I will take charge of the Fantian seal and become the master of the battle hall. Then it will be Long Aotian's death!"

Zhan Tianxing said indifferently, with a trace of cold killing intent in his eyes.

The ninth-rank and half-sage Lei Ling King is strong, but if he can control Fan Tianyin, the mere Lei Ling King can be destroyed with his palm, and as the master of the battle hall, he will deal with a little Long Aotian at that time. , is naturally extremely easy.

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Jiuchongdi Que, under a chaotic and misty mountain, there are waterfalls, flowing springs, exotic flowers and plants, just like a fairyland.

A middle-aged man in a purple robe stood respectfully in front of the waterfall.

"Old Ancestor, I have already found out that the murderer who killed Huang Wuji was a disciple of the Temple of War! It should be Zhan Tianxing from the Temple of Thunder. Huang Wuji died in the Valley of the Gods, and the breath left before his death, It proved that it was Zhan Tianxing who fought with him!

And there is an even more strange thing, the Red Lotus Valley of the ghosts and demons was taken over by someone, and the person who made the shot claimed to be Huang Wuji, but he only had the cultivation base of the god king, and there was a subordinate who was a nine-rank semi-sage , That's why the ghosts and demons will retaliate wildly against me, Jiuzhong Emperor Que! But Zhan Tianxing is obviously a rank six and a half holy cultivation base, this matter is quite strange, and I can't figure it out! "

The middle-aged man in purple robe said slowly.

"Zhan Tianxing? The person who calls himself Huang Wuji? Can you identify the person who calls himself Huang Wuji?"

In the waterfall, a cold and old voice came out.

"Old Ancestor, don't worry, this time the Lord Emperor personally took action, not only destroying the clone of the ghost and demon saint, but also captured a nine-rank semi-holy ghost and demon powerhouse alive, the Emperor has already handed it over to me Let's deal with it, the nine-and-a-half rank nine-and-a-half holy name of this ghost clan is called Ghost Li, he has fought against that person who calls himself Huang Wuji, and he will definitely be able to recognize him!"

The middle-aged man in purple robe said confidently.

"Very good! One month later, I will leave the customs and come to the Temple of War God. Whoever killed Huang Wuji, let him pay with his life!"

That old voice was incomparably ethereal, but it contained a blazing killing intent.

"Yes!"

The heart of the middle-aged man in purple robe shuddered, he quickly lowered his head and said.

...

In the belly of Zhan Mountain, Ling Xiao had been sitting cross-legged in it for nine days and nine nights.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the imprint of Fantianyin's inheritance contains the monstrous divine power of Fantianyin, and Ling Xiao can even feel a breath far beyond the holy way from it, as if he is a saint, It can also be easily torn into pieces in front of that wisp of breath.

"Is this... Extreme Dao Emperor Wei?"

Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

The sage masters the origin of the Dao, his words follow the law, and he has the power to destroy the world at every turn. The only one who can easily tear the sage into pieces is the legendary emperor's power. That is the power of the emperor!

Although the legend of Fantianyin is an imitation of Zhantianyin, it incorporates a wisp of Zhantianyin's extreme imperial power, giving it various mysterious and unpredictable powers.

Moreover, after Ling Xiao obtained the inheritance imprint of Fantianyin, he discovered that there was a strange connection between Fantianyin and the Holy Law of Immortality.

No wonder Liu Wenzheng told Ling Xiao that only after condensing the Immortal Tribulation Seed can he have greater confidence in communicating and controlling Fantianyin.

Because the Fantian seal seems to contain the origin of the calamity, Ling Xiao's Immortal Tribulation Seed can feel the power of that source, and it can communicate with Fan Tian Yin through the Immortal Tribulation Seed as a medium.

It's just that the energy of heaven and earth has been pumped around Fantianyin today, forming a vast energy storm, and Ling Xiao can't get close to Fantianyin, so he can only rely on this imprint to feel a trace of the power of Fantianyin.

"It seems that you have already refined the inheritance imprint of Fan Tianyin, are you sure?"

Liu Wenzheng has been protecting the law for Ling Xiao. Seeing Ling Xiao wake up now, he couldn't help smiling slightly.

"Brother, don't worry, I'm sure!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and there was a blazing edge in his eyes, looking at the sacred mountain in the endless sea in the distance, that is the body of Fan Tianyin, and now the energy storm around him has weakened a lot, and it can be seen faintly The whole picture of Tianyin.

It was a huge black ancient seal, exuding eternal light, ups and downs in the endless storm of divine light, and the void in all directions was trembling violently.

"Hahaha...very good! Let's go!"

Liu Wenzheng smiled happily, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

He had been waiting for this day for a million years.

Although the current battle hall is weak, as long as Fan Tianyin is there, the battle hall will never die, and as long as Ling Xiao can take charge of Fan Tianyin and become the master of the battle hall, it is conceivable that the battle hall will regain its former glory. time issue.

Ling Xiao and Liu Wenzheng left the mountainside of Zhanshan Mountain, and the Battle Hall was sealed again. When the energy storm around Fantianyin subsided completely, they could choose to communicate with Fantianyin and try to control Fantianyin.