A few minutes later, everyone arrived at the gate of the manor. The two bronze and iron doors were wide open, and there was no guard at the door.
"It seems that the Dark Territory Temple is fully prepared!" Qinglong glanced at the manor and spoke in a deep voice.
"Brother Ling Hao, there are many strong people here!" Xuan Chenxi released his mental power and made a general inspection.
"Yes!" Ling Hao nodded slightly, "It is understood that there are more than 20 people with Imperial level cultivation alone!"
"Their palace master, the God of Death, is at the pinnacle of the Emperor Realm's combat power. Among the seven deputy palace masters, two are at the Great Battle Emperor level, two are at the Small Battle Emperor level, and the other three are at the early Battle Emperor level."
"In addition, there are many people in the Dark Pavilion Elders who have the cultivation level of the Emperor and the strength of a half-step War Emperor."
This information was learned from the war minister named George of Beijian Kingdom when he was in Snow Eagle Country last time.
hiss!
Hearing his words, many brothers in Rakshasa Hall took a deep breath at the same time. .??.
With such strength, just hearing about it makes people shudder.
"Tsk tsk! We have a lot of fun today!" Qinglong's eyes flashed with enthusiasm.
"I haven't played a good game since my breakthrough, so today I can fully stretch my muscles!"
There was also a strong fighting spirit permeating the bodies of the other people, and they were all ready to take action.
"Brother, with your strength, are you really sure of reaching the peak of the Imperial Realm?" Bai Hu took a deep breath and looked at Ling Hao and asked.
Although he knew that his eldest brother had broken through to the Great Success of the War Emperor, he had not seen his eldest brother take action for a while, so he was inevitably worried.
The peak of the Imperial Realm is no joke!
"Boss White Tiger, don't worry!" Xuan Pang said, "Brother, let alone the peak state, even if it is the perfection state, it is only a matter of one blow!"
Cough! Cough! Cough!
There was a coughing sound all around, and the corners of everyone's mouths twitched.<
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Can a peerless strong man in the War Emperor Perfection Realm be killed with one sword?
What about writing?!
Fatty Xuan, this is typical blind worship!
"Xuan Pang, shut up!" Xuan Chenxi glared at him speechlessly.
Then, he looked at Ling Hao and said, "Brother Ling Hao, I will deal with the Lord of the Dark Territory Temple together with you later!"
"Haha, no need!" Ling Hao smiled faintly, "You can use him to practice sword practice!"
"Brother, but he is at the pinnacle of the Emperor Realm..." Han Yue said slightly worriedly.
"Don't worry, it's okay!" Ling Hao interrupted Han Yue with a smile, then looked at Bai Hu and said.
"Let me tell you, Liang Quan will bring the brothers from the Blood Guard to follow us in, and the others will surround me in the manor!"
"Commander Commander, the four of us will go in with you!" Deputy General Ma Yu looked at Ling Hao and said loudly.
"The four of you should not go in. Each of you will lead 500 people to guard several gates of the manor. Don't let any of them go!" Ling Hao responded.
He knew very well that even if these brothers went in, they would not be able to help much and would only die in vain.
The battle between the strong men in the imperial realm is no child's play, the aftermath of the air wave alone will kill them!
"Follow your orders!" Ma Yu and the other four didn't insist anymore.
"Let's go in!" Ling Hao said again and led everyone into the manor.
The entire manor seemed very quiet, with no one around.
However, Ling Hao and others had already sensed the powerful auras hidden around them.
"kill!"
When the group of people had just arrived at the square one kilometer away from the entrance of the manor, they were all
There was a roar over the manor, deafening.
Immediately afterwards, a large black crowd rushed out from all directions. When they arrived at the square, they surrounded Ling Hao and others.
Judging from the size of the crowd, it was roughly estimated that there were about 10,000 to 20,000 people. Everyone's body was tense and their breath was fierce.
Ling Hao and others stood there without any trace of panic on their faces. After casually scanning the crowd around them, they looked at the group of people walking out of the castle hall ahead.
This group of people is naturally the core members of the Dark Territory Temple led by the God of Death, with a total number of about fifty people.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The God of Death applauded as he walked towards this direction, and the crowd around him automatically gave way to a passage.
"As expected of the famous Western King Ling Shuai, I am so impressed by this courage alone!" He stopped after walking a hundred meters away from Ling Hao.
"If I'm not mistaken, you deliberately made the noise so loud so that we could prepare in advance, right?"
"Congratulations, you got the answer right!" Ling Hao said calmly.
"What do you mean, are you planning to wipe out all of our Dark Territory Temple?" The God of Death spoke again.
"Otherwise?" Ling Hao responded.
"Haha, I'm really curious about what you rely on!" Death sneered.
"You don't think that just because you killed twenty Emperor level cultivators on your own in Snow Eagle Country, you can challenge our Dark Territory Temple?"
"If you really have such an idea, it only means that you are too naive!"
"That group of trash, I, the deputy master of the Dark Territory Temple, can kill them all!"
"Really? You seem to be very confident!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes.
"You bring people to attack the Dark Territory Temple,
You should have a general understanding of the situation here, right?" Death continued.
"Do you really think you can accomplish anything with just a few of you? Do you know how many Emperor Realm experts I have here?"
"Don't you think what you are saying is childish?" Ling Hao smiled faintly. "In the face of absolute strength, does quantity matter?"
"Haha..." The God of Death laughed twice, "I agree with this!"
After he finished speaking, he looked at Ling Hao again and asked, "I have another question that I'm curious about. I wonder if Ling Shuai can give me some answers."
"Tell me about it!" Ling Hao responded.
"You came here this time not just to provoke our Dark Territory Temple, right?" The God of Death said, "If your guess is correct, you must have other motives, right?"
"Not bad, I guessed it right!" Ling Hao smiled faintly again.
"Oh?" Death asked again, "You don't know what Ling Shuai's intentions are?"
"Haha, I will tell you this problem before you leave." Ling Hao sneered.
"What a shameless statement!" Phil, who was following closely behind the God of Death, snorted coldly.
"Give you a chance to kill yourself. We can consider letting others go. Otherwise, all of you will die today!"
"Another idiot comes out!" Qinglong said in a deep voice, "If you say nonsense again, believe it or not, I will kill you right away?"
"Bastard!" Phil roared angrily, "You overestimate your capabilities, I think you are looking for death!"
After finishing speaking, he took a few steps from behind the God of Death, held a Guan Gong sword in both hands, raised his hand and slashed towards Qinglong.
As one of the deputy hall masters of the Dark Territory Temple, his cultivation level is already at the Battle Emperor Xiaocheng level, so he is naturally not afraid of the Azure Dragon.
"You are the one seeking death!" Qinglong showed no intention of retreating. He flipped his wrist and shot out an arc-shaped sword.