Chapter 1975 Return to the Temple of War God!

Boom!

In front of you is a vast and mysterious land.

The sacred mountains are dormant on the earth, like ancient fierce beasts, exuding an ancient and vast atmosphere. Towering ancient forests stand on the mountains, and old vines are everywhere. The divine light is ten thousand dao, just like the age of ancient mythology.

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

In the most central place, there are nine immemorial sacred mountains floating, each of which is shrouded in mysterious light, and there are powerful formation fluctuations, sending out a breath that makes one's heart palpitate.

"War God Temple, 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 the God 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 the God of War.

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

Looking at the mountain gate of the God of War Temple 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 Senior Brother Liu Wenzheng and the others?"

There was a look of expectation in Ling Xiao's eyes.

When Ling Xiao left the Temple of War God, Liu Wenzheng was practicing with Bai Susu, Hu Zi, Long Ma and others. Chong Xuchong and his two senior brothers were not in the Temple of War God. to heal their wounds.

At the mountain gate of the Temple of War,

There are a few young disciples wearing black armor guarding them, each of them has a powerful and extraordinary aura, and they are all strong men in the semi-holy realm.

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

After they saw Ling Xiao, they couldn't help being shocked, with a look of surprise in their eyes.

"What? Are you surprised to see me?"

Ling Xiao asked lightly.

His status in the God of War Hall is the Lord of the God of War Hall, his status is lofty, second only to the Supreme Elders and Lord God of War, even the saintess in neon clothes would call him "Master Uncle" when she saw him.

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

A young disciple who seemed to be a rank three and a half sage hesitated for a moment, and said, "Uncle Long, you'd better not return to the sect, and go out to avoid the limelight! People from the Heavenly Mantra Sect and the Hua clan are here, This time they came to Xingshi to inquire about their crimes, and they want to trouble you by name!"

"Huh? Sky Curse Sect and Hua Clan?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed brightly. The Heavenly Curse Sect is the same as the Twelve Immortal Holy Lands, but it is in league with the Five Elements Sacred Sect and the Time and Space Tianmen, and has a bad relationship with the Temple of War. As for the Chinese, he also came from Pangu Tiangang. I heard there that they are the descendants of the Nine Emperors, the real imperial family!

Although the Emperor Clan is hidden from the world, they are outside the world, but their background is extremely profound, not weaker than the Twelve Immortal Holy Lands, and even faintly wins.

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

Ling Xiao thought to himself, only the life and death mirror of Zhou Tian, ​​the ultimate emperor soldier on Ji Feixuan, could make the Immortal Holy Land and the imperial family care so much.

However, the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese clan came to Xingshi to inquire about their crimes, did the Lord God of War not care about it?

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

"Is Lei Qianjue's older brother Lei Xuanxiao?"

Ling Xiao knew in his heart that both Lei Qianjue and Lei Xuanzhen had shown malice towards him. At this moment, Lei Xuanzhen is temporarily in charge of the sect affairs. There is no problem with some small tricks. It is conceivable that the Battle Hall may not be having a good time now.

"What's your name? Thanks a lot!"

Ling Xiao nodded towards the young disciple.

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

Fang Lin smiled wryly.

Snapped!

At this moment, there was a sound of piercing through the air, 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 impact of the long whip The terrifying power contained in it is definitely not something that Fang Lin can resist. If he is really drawn, he may end up bruised and bruised in an instant.

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

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

Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely cold, staring at several figures walking from a distance.

They were three imposing young men, a pair of young men and women in black Taoist robes, followed a young man in white and walked slowly over.

The young man in white clothes had a handsome face, star-like eyes, a faint smile on his mouth, and his hands behind his back, with a kind of arrogance and indifference that looked down on the world.

His cultivation base has reached the level of six and a half saints, and his aura is very powerful.

And the young men and women wearing black Taoist robes are all at rank five and a half saints. The man is handsome and the woman is pretty. That long black whip is being held in the hand of the pretty woman, and her face is already flushed. Get up, but there is still no way to draw the long whip back.

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

The pretty woman stared 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. Anyone who dares to insult our Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese people should be punished!"

The green-robed man said lightly, his gaze fell on Ling Xiao like a blade.

"Who am I? Hahaha... haven't you been looking for me all the time? Very good, the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Chinese Sahara have come to my Temple of War God. Could it be that the people in the Temple of God of War are all dead? ? Is Lei Xuanzhen trying to betray the Temple of War God?"

Ling Xiao smiled angrily, his eyes were full of coldness.

These three people from the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Hua clan dared to be so rampant in the Temple of War God, but no one stopped them. This is like letting robbers do whatever they want in their own home, it is simply unbearable.

Ling Xiao was out of anger, and was also full of dissatisfaction with Lei Xuanxiao.

And the disciples guarding the mountain gate, after hearing Ling Xiao's words, all showed aggrieved and ashamed expressions.

"You are... Long Aotian?!"

The young man in white who hadn't spoken all this time, his eyes lit up as if he thought of something, stared at Ling Xiao and said with interest.

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