Chapter 1695: The Lord of the Battle Hall and the Junior Martial Uncle!

With a move in Ling Xiao's heart, he quickly guessed the identities of these three people. The entire War God Temple's cultivation base exceeds rank seven and a half saints, and they are so young, so there are only three saint sons.

Neon clothes in the palace of heaven, warriors in the palace of the earth, high sun in the palace of yang!

These three holy sons are extremely talented and powerful, and they are known as the hope of the future of the Temple of War God.

Ling Xiao could feel that these three people were full of energy and blood, their blood was strong, and they exuded a vast sincerity of the Great Dao. I am afraid that they would have the power to fight even in the face of the real ninth-rank semi-sage.

This is the true pride of heaven!

"Junior Brother Long, you defeated Huang Wudao with three moves and injured Huang Tai with three moves with the cultivation base of the God King Realm. You created a miracle and inspired the hearts of my God of War Hall. You are really good!"

Takeo, who was wearing a black armor, said seriously with an extremely sincere expression on his face.

"That's right! Hahaha... Junior Brother Long is not only extremely talented, but also has a great eloquence. It was so damn good to hear the words scolding the old man Huangtai. If it wasn't for my lack of strength, I would also like to go up and beat up that old man." The old man has a meal!"

Gao Yang, who was wearing a red robe, looked free and unrestrained. He also patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder and said with a hearty smile.

"The two senior brothers are overrated! I just did my duty as a disciple of the God of War Hall!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said that he could feel the kindness in the hearts of these two saints, which made him a little relieved. Fortunately, the Temple of War is not full of people like Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue.

"Well said! Duty, how many people can do their duty? I can't get used to those weak bones who bully others and only know how to spoil their own prestige!"

Gao Yang sneered, and cast a malicious glance at Zhan Tianxing.

Zhan Tianxing froze all over, a trace of shame and indignation appeared in his eyes, and he hated Ling Xiao even more in his heart.

Ling Xiao made a big splash today, but all of this should have been done by Zhan Tianxing. If Ling Xiao hadn't forcibly snatched the Fantian Seal from his hands, how could it be Ling Xiao's turn to do all of this?

He was mad with hatred, and also mad with jealousy!

"Junior Brother Long, well done!"

Nishang said softly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, a clear and ethereal voice, and a faint smile.

This smile immediately eclipsed the world.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Nishang!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

This Nishang is a legend in the Temple of War God, and also the goddess in the hearts of everyone in the Temple of War God. She has an extremely beautiful face, and that kind of otherworldly temperament. In Ling Xiao's opinion, only Princess Xuan, Princess Xuan, can compare with her.

For hundreds of thousands of years, Lord God of War has received two disciples in total, one is Yang Fan, the current Vice-Hall Master of the Temple of Heaven, and the other is Nishang!

Legend has it that Nishang is less than a hundred years old now, and she possesses a powerful talent, able to control the power of time, so she has extremely deep attainments in the old skills of heaven and earth.

Ling Xiao even wondered if Nishang had also obtained the inheritance of Suimenjing, but Nishang looked like a pool of deep water, and Ling Xiao couldn't tell how deep she was.

"My saint, I've never seen her smile, but she actually smiled at Junior Brother Long?"

Takeo sighed while pretending to be jealous.

"You look so ugly, Nishang can't laugh even if you want to, only Junior Brother Long's peerless demeanor can make Nishang smile!" Gao Yang couldn't help but shouted.

"roll!"

Takeo put on a look of grief and indignation.

Ling Xiao secretly smiled in his heart. It seems that the relationship between these three holy sons is very good, so they can joke around so casually.

"Long Aotian!"

An ethereal and clear voice resounded above Zhanshan.

Everyone immediately became quiet, and looked at the God of War in white respectfully above the void. They had already faintly guessed what the God of War in white wanted to say.

"As a disciple of the Battle Hall, you have successfully obtained the inheritance of Fan Tianyin, and you have not feared powerful enemies, maintained the dignity of the Battle Hall, and made great contributions! I have specially promoted you to be the Master of the Battle Hall. Let the temple flourish and restore its former glory!"

The voice of the God of War in white is very calm,

But it was like a thunderbolt, which exploded in the hearts of everyone.

Lord of the Battle Hall!

Everyone knows how heavy the weight of these four words is. The Nine Meridians of the God of War Temple is respected by the God of War. Besides the God of War, the Lord of the Nine Meridians and the Supreme Elder have the highest status. Even the Holy Son is only a disciple. It can only be compared to the status of the deputy hall master, but you still need to salute when you see the master of the first hall.

It can be said that Ling Xiao became the top of the entire War God Temple in one leap, and he is one of the few people with the highest status, the status is comparable to the elders of the saints!

Although they had guessed this result a long time ago, after hearing it now, Zhan Tianxing, Lei Qianjue, Xing Jun and others still looked very gloomy, especially Zhan Tianxing, whose nails were deep in flesh and blood, his face was distorted, and he was jealous. I'm going crazy.

From then on, status was no longer a constraint on Ling Xiao, even Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue had to salute Ling Xiao when they saw Ling Xiao.

"In addition, Long Aotian obtained the inheritance left by the Chilong God of War in the Fantian Seal. After being approved by the Fantian Seal, he is already a disciple of the Chilong God of War. Therefore, from now on, Long Aotian's generation Just like Uncle Liu, all disciples obey!"

The God of War in white said slowly, and released another news, which shocked everyone immediately.

Inherited disciple of Chilong God of War?

You know, the Chilong God of War was a peerless figure millions of years ago, and even the God of War in white had to be called Master Uncle, so even though Liu Wenzheng was a registered disciple of the God of War in Red, the God of War in white would also call him Master Uncle, wouldn't it? Said that Long Aotian became the little uncle of the God of War in one leap?

All the disciples of the God of War Temple, whether they are inner disciples or true disciples, all want to call Long Aotian and Master Uncle!

This seniority is really scary!

But in the Temple of War God, the God of War possesses supreme majesty and power. Since she has announced and acknowledged it, everyone has no right to object at all.

"Hahaha... Lord God of War is right! Junior brother, why are you still standing there? Why don't you thank Lord God of War quickly?"

Liu Wenzheng was extremely excited in his heart. The identity of the disciple of Lingxiao Chilong God of War was finally confirmed, and there would be another layer of insurance in the future, he immediately urged excitedly.

"Thank you... Lord God of War!"

Ling Xiao was also a little stunned, and it took him a long time to react, and he saluted the God of War in white.

It is understandable for Ling Xiao to let him become the Lord of the Battle Hall, but this God of War in white actually gave him the status of a disciple of the God of War, the Red Dragon, which is equivalent to putting a little uncle on his head, making Ling Xiao ten thousand I don't understand, what is the intention of the God of War in white clothes?

Lei Qianjue and Xing Jun's complexions were extremely ugly, and they both turned black, because from then on they not only had to salute Ling Xiao, but also called them uncles.

This makes them feel worse than killing them!

"I'm the... Uncle Master... Pfft..."

Zhan Tianxing was so angry that he murmured to himself, and then his eyes went dark, and he passed out directly!

He was stunned by the news.