Chapter 1702 I Am a Disciple of the Temple of War, Why Should I Fight!

The ancient talisman that covers the sky can cover the aura of Tiangang, otherwise, once his Pangu blood bursts out and is discovered by the Chinese and the powerful of the Tianjiao sect, there will be great trouble.

"Thank you, Palace Master!"

There was a hint of gratitude in Tiangang's eyes. Although it was a happy event to break through to the semi-holy realm, he also knew the consequences if Pangu's blood was leaked.

Ling Xiao was also thinking, it's time to take Tiangang to meet Pan Gufeng and others in the world of Fantianyin, maybe they will have some ways to help Pan Gufeng continue to hide Pangu's blood.

Whoosh!

With a flash of light, Fantianyin floated into Ling Xiao's hands again, and the barrier covering the entire Zhanshan disappeared.

And outside Zhanshan, there are many powerful figures, all of them are elders and true disciples of the Temple of War. Their eyes are full of curiosity, and they don't know what happened on Zhanshan.

"Dragon... Uncle Master actually broke through to the semi-sacred realm? No wonder Zhanshan was blocked for three days. It turned out that Uncle Dragon Master broke through!"

After seeing Ling Xiao's cultivation, a disciple couldn't help but exclaimed.

"No! You look at the disciples of the other battle halls, they...they...they have all broken through to the semi-holy realm? Oh my god, isn't this too unbelievable?"

Someone exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes fell on Tian Gang and the others, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Three days ago, many disciples in the Battle Palace were only at the God-King Realm. The Zhan Mountain was closed for three days. As a result, all of them broke through to the Semi-Saint Realm, and they were promoted collectively, which was too scary.

The faces of the disciples and elders outside of Zhanshan were full of horror.

But their shock didn't last long, because three days had passed, and Ling Xiao's promotion ceremony was about to begin.

The promotion ceremony this time made the entire War God Hall boil, and it was a grand event. Countless disciples and elders came out one after another, wanting to have a look at the demeanor of the newly promoted Master of the Battle Hall.

Ling Xiao didn't have much feeling for the promotion ceremony, but it was a grand event for the entire sect, and it was also a sign of the resurgence of the Battle Hall, so Ling Xiao was extremely cooperative for this promotion ceremony.

The promotion ceremony was held in a sea of ​​clouds among the nine suspended holy mountains, and hundreds of thousands of disciples and elders from the entire Temple of War came to participate.

The God of War in white and the other eight hall masters also appeared.

The etiquette of the promotion ceremony is very cumbersome, requiring a series of procedures such as worshiping the heaven and the earth, worshiping the ancestors of the War God Temple, burning incense and waiting, and blessing the crown.

Ling Xiao completed these steps very calmly and calmly, and accepted the worship of countless disciples and elders of the Temple of War.

"I didn't expect this uncle of the Dragon Master to be so young. I heard that he is less than a hundred years old, right? It's really enviable to become the Lord of the Battle Hall at such a young age!"

"However, the Battle Hall has been in decline for so many years. It is not so easy to restore the glory of a million years ago!"

"This little master-uncle's talent is superb, this time he was promoted to the master of the battle hall, and he overshadowed the limelight of the three holy sons!"

"..."

Everyone discussed and said, their eyes were full of different expressions.

Ling Xiao's expression was extremely calm, as if he hadn't heard other people's comments at all, and this kind of limelight might be ecstatic to others, but Ling Xiao was able to treat it calmly.

In Ling Xiao's view, apart from his own strength, everything is just illusion.

"Um?"

There was a flash of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he noticed a middle-aged man in a purple robe among the eight main hall masters. He looked tall, with a majestic face and incomparable majesty, but Ling Xiao felt a faint trace of aura from him. hostility.

"Lord of the Thunder Palace, Lei Xuanxiao? It's fine if you don't provoke me! If you dare to provoke me, I will not be polite!"

Ling Xiao sneered in his heart and said, Lei Xuanjiao, as the venerable saint, was hostile to him, probably because of Zhan Tianxing,

Ling Xiao had also heard that Zhan Tianxing was Lei Xuanxiao's disciple.

"The promotion ceremony is complete! Everyone pays homage to the Lord of the Battle Hall!"

As the voice of an elder spread over the Temple of War God, Ling Xiao had already walked above the sky, standing beside the God of War in white, juxtaposed with the other eight hall masters!

Above the void, there are clouds and mists, and the momentum is vast. The God of War in white and the masters of the Eight Great Halls are all saints. Only Ling Xiao has just broken through to the semi-sacred realm, which is particularly abrupt.

"Join the Lord of the Battle Hall!"

The entire Temple of War God, all the disciples and elders below the Holy Realm bowed to Ling Xiao and saluted, the sound shook the sky, and the momentum was majestic.

Although most people were sincerely happy, after all, Ling Xiao was on the Zhan Mountain three days ago, and Huang Tai's demeanor was injured in the first battle, which made them heartbroken, but there were still a few people with ugly faces.

Lei Qianjue, Xing Jun and the others felt extremely aggrieved, and their faces were ugly. In a blink of an eye, Ling Xiao's status was higher than them, which made it difficult for them to accept.

Standing above Yunxiao, Ling Xiao looked at the people in the Temple of War God below, with a calm expression on his face, and said slowly: "My fellow disciples, please get up!"

Everyone raised their heads and their eyes fell on Ling Xiao.

"I was young and weak, and I was blessed with the legacy of the Chilong God of War. I was in charge of the Fantian Seal, and was valued by the God of War. I was promoted to the Lord of the Battle Palace. I was terrified! Prove the way and become holy, restore the former glory of the Battle Hall, and do your part for the Hall of War God!

The Temple of the God of War is built on the basis of battle, fighting the heavens and the earth, and all enemies that can be fought. It is ranked among the twelve immortal holy places in the God Realm. I hope that everyone in the Temple of the God of War will be able to fear powerful enemies, be bloody, and be proud , have an indomitable heart!

My disciple of the Temple of War, why do you hesitate to fight? "

Ling Xiao's voice was extremely calm, resounding over the entire War God Temple, but it was full of enthusiasm, and the disciples of the entire War God Temple were all excited, and their blood was boiling.

"That's right, I'm a disciple of the God of War Temple, why do you want to fight?"

"Hahaha... This uncle Longshi said well, and he did it too! Even if his strength is not as good as mine for the time being, just based on his deeds, I will obey him!"

Many disciples said that their gazes towards Ling Xiao were full of fanaticism.

That's right! The Temple of War God has been suppressed for too long!

Since the catastrophe a million years ago, the Temple of the God of War has been suppressed by those who want to, and it has begun to weaken. Even the disciples of the Temple of the God of War have become more cautious over the years, and even swallow their anger.

But every disciple of the Temple of War is unwilling to do so. Ling Xiao's words have inspired their blood that has been suppressed for a long time, and they are all so excited that they can't help themselves!

At this moment, the disciples of Jiumai, no matter whether they are people who have friction on weekdays or not, Ling Xiao's words emerged in their hearts.

My disciple of the Temple of War, why do you hesitate to fight?

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