Chapter 1357 The Disciples of the Temple of War Are Here!

Hearing the words, Tianlong Emperor felt relieved immediately. He only guarded the place for five thousand years, and he planned to stay here for tens of thousands of years. He comforted himself in his heart, and the cold sweat on his forehead gradually disappeared.

The Heavenly Dragon Emperor was subdued?

Became the god beast of the Qin and Tang Empire?

Hundreds of thousands of monks nearby have different expressions, some are amazed, some are envious, some are jealous, and some worship and admire.

"As for you..."

Ning Qi glanced at the nearby monks lightly, "I can't control the dragons and monsters who take refuge in him, but it is a serious crime for the human race to take refuge in a foreign race to help the evildoers."

The Creation Dragon Emperor looked at each other and heaved a sigh of relief, but those human monks who had taken refuge in the Heaven Dragon Emperor looked at Ning Qi in horror.

"The disciples of the Temple of War are here!"

Ning Qi said lightly.

His voice was not loud, but the hundreds of thousands of monks present could hear it clearly.

Temple of War!

These three words were heard by many monks present a hundred years ago.

"exist!"

A puff of breath shot up from the nearby monks, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of figures stood in the void, looking at Ning Qi from a distance, waiting for orders.

Xiaoyue'er, Zuo Ling'er, Niu Dazhuang, Luo Tianhua, Su Hongwen, the thirteenth prince of the Kyushu Empire, and other outstanding figures in the Temple of War are also standing in the void at this moment, looking coldly at those human races who have taken refuge in the Tianlong Emperor,

Tianlong Emperor saw that the second daughter was also a cultivator of Faxiang Realm, and he couldn't help but look at those human races who took refuge in him pitifully, "I can't protect myself now, so you can vent your anger on him..."

"The guy standing next to me just now turned out to be a disciple of the God of War Temple, Ning Beixuan's subordinate!"

Many monks showed shock on their faces, and then regretted it for a while. If they knew that they should be polite and make friends with others, maybe they will have the opportunity to enter the Temple of War God in the future?

No matter how bad it is, having a disciple of the God of War Temple as a friend, this is enough to run amok in the land of Dongxuan, right?

"He, he's going to kill us all?"

"Run away!"

More than 200,000 human monks who had taken refuge in the Heavenly Dragon Emperor chose to flee after being frightened.

"Go."

Ning Qi nodded lightly.

"Where to go!"

Xiao Yue'er and Zuo Ling'er shouted coquettishly, and a Taiji diagram appeared on their heads, and they directly suppressed the group of fleeing monks. In an instant, tens of thousands of monks were completely wiped out by the Taiji diagram. , Seeing this, the rest of the monks were even more horrified in their hearts, and ran away with all their strength!

As for those human monks who did not take refuge in the Heavenly Dragon Emperor, they were extremely relieved to see it, and at the same time they were horrified by the second daughter's methods.

"Then I'm afraid...he is also a cultivator in the Faxiang Realm?"

"It should be. Among the group of guys who died just now, there are several peak immortals. Except for the cultivators of the Aspect Realm, who can kill them so lightly?"

"The Temple of the God of War...the temple really lives up to its name! All of these...are Gods of War..."

A young monk, with eyes full of admiration, murmured to himself that he had already made a decision in his heart. No matter what, he would find an opportunity to worship the Temple of War God.

"Yue'er, Ling'er, be gentle and save us some people."

Niu Dazhuang yelled loudly, and transformed into the real body of the giant giant remnant, a giant with a height of hundreds of feet, can kill three or four thousand monks with a single punch, the main reason is that they are too scattered, otherwise they can still hit More.

This punch, in the eyes of Jian Xilai and other Faxiang Realm monks, was mediocre, but compared to Xiaoyue'er and Zuo Linger's methods, Niu Dazhuang's move was even more shocking.

"Isn't that Niu Dazhuang, a handyman disciple of Yun Qizong? He, how could he be so strong?"

A monk was dumbfounded, with a look of disbelief.

"What? Handyman disciple? Do you know him?"

The nearby monks all looked at him.

The monk nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, more than a hundred years ago, I was also a handyman disciple of Yun Qizong, but I failed to break through to Douwang and was expelled down the mountain. At that time, Niu Dazhuang and I lived in the same courtyard. At that time, his cultivation level was even worse than mine! If I hadn't accidentally broken through to the Emperor Fighting Realm, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live today..."

When everyone heard the words, they immediately looked at Niu Dazhuang, who was like a giant god, in the sky with envious and envious eyes, and they believed what the monk said.

After all, Ning Qi rose to prominence in the Yunqi Sect, and later all the elders and disciples of the entire Yunqi Sect disappeared, and some people rumored that Ning Qi took them to the Temple of War.

"Unexpectedly, a handyman disciple who was not even a Dou Wang, has grown to this stage in just over a hundred years..."

Handyman disciples must have very poor aptitude, and Ning Qi must have something to do with their current cultivation. They regretted it unceasingly. If they knew today, if they had worshiped Yun Qizong back then, they might become the group of killing gods today One of them is admired and envied by thousands of people!

Huang Futao, Kong Tianqi, Cao Zheng, the honorable disciples who were well-known in the capital a hundred years ago, are now stern, using various methods to kill one after another Dou Dan realm monks.

"They... are actually this strong?"

Zhan Tai Qingxuan and Liu Suifeng were dumbfounded.

Standing beside Qin Zheng, Qin Yao, Qin Long, Qin Yingding and others looked at Huangfutao and the others with envy and jealousy.

Huangfu Zhengxiao, Cao Dinglong and others stroked their beards and smiled incomparably gratified. This is a chance! Who would have thought that Huangfutao and others, who were at odds with Ning Qi at the beginning, would actually become disciples of the Temple of War God today, and even worshiped famous teachers, with the means they have today?

In their eyes, each one is not weaker than Fang Kong's Dou Dan Jing, but at this moment, it is harvested piece by piece by Huangfutao and others like cutting vegetables.

"If I remember correctly, that group of guys, more than a hundred years ago, were just unpopular existences in the land of Dongxuan? The so-called Tianjiao of the Qin and Tang Empires, but each of them only had the cultivation level of Dou Ling?"

Chu Feng gasped.

Yuwen Kongming smiled wryly and nodded: "Not popular? Now that I am waiting in their eyes, this is not popular!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if we had followed Ning Beixuan back then, maybe we would have been able to have such a hearty fight today!"

Someone regretted it.

"Have you forgotten? The patriarchs and elders of our major families seem to be in the Temple of War God. If we have a chance to meet them, we may be able to worship in the Temple of God of War..."

"That's right! No matter how bad it is, aren't Fang Mo and Fang Bai of the Fang family also disciples of the God of War Hall? Let them plead for mercy!"

Suddenly, everyone was moved.

"How about... we also kill?"

Chu Feng suddenly suggested.

Everyone was slightly startled, and in the next moment, they almost tacitly rushed towards those low-level monks who had taken refuge in the Heavenly Dragon Emperor. They were too strong to deal with, but these small shrimps and fishes could still fight.

With their beginnings, the rest of the monks also basically reacted. Hundreds of thousands of monks surrounded those fleeing figures one after another. Woolen cloth?