Many disciples and elders had different expressions. They were all doubtful about Ling Xiao's killing of Huang Wuji, but now that it was really Long Aotian who killed Huang Wuji, it would definitely arouse the hostility of the Jiuzhong Emperor.
Today's War Temple is in a precarious state, and is no longer as powerful as it was a million years ago. It can be ranked among the twelve immortal holy places, but it is only at the bottom.
In these years, it was only possible to recuperate and recuperate thanks to the alliance with the Jiuzhong Emperor Palace and Taishang Dao Palace.
Therefore, the disciples of the Temple of War are very aggrieved. Whenever they encounter the disciples of the Jiuzhong Emperor and Taishang Dao Palace, they will choose to give in, making the Jiuzhong Emperor more and more arrogant and domineering.
After all, the strength of the Nine Layers Emperor Palace is very terrifying, even among the twelve immortal holy lands, it can be ranked at the forefront.
"Could it be that in the Temple of War, we really have no choice but to swallow our anger and sacrifice our own disciples?"
Seeing the reactions of Lei Qianjue, Xing Jun and others, many disciples felt a kind of sadness in their hearts, a feeling of sadness like a rabbit dying and a fox dying.
This is the Temple of War. When will the people of the Nine-Layer Emperor Palace be able to show off their power here?
When Ling Xiao saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. This is the Temple of War. This is the Temple of War that the Red Dragon God of War will never forget. When has he become so weak, and all the blood in his heart has been worn away?
If we go, what future will there be for the Temple of War if this continues?
I'm afraid that sooner or later, I will fall from the Twelve Immortal Holy Lands and be swallowed by someone.
At the same time, Ling Xiao also became a little disgusted with the white-clothed God of War above the void.
The Temple of War has become what it is today. As the Supreme God of War of the Temple of War, he must have a great responsibility!
Ling Xiao stood up directly and sneered: "I didn't kill Huang Wuji! But in order to prove my innocence, I am willing to accept the Holy Way to interrogate my heart!"
"Long Aotian, you..."
Liu Wenzheng suddenly became anxious and wanted to stop Ling Xiao, but was stopped by Ling Xiao's look. For some reason, Liu Wenzheng's heart suddenly calmed down. He believed that Ling Xiao would not make unnecessary sacrifices. It seemed that he had something in his heart.
Only when you grasp it can you accept the holy way and ask your heart.
Zhan Tianxing, Lei Qianjue and others were a little surprised. According to their guesses, Huang Wuji was most likely killed by Ling Xiao. How could he dare to accept the Holy Way to ask questions? Is there something they don't know about this?
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"Very good! If you have some courage, if it is really confirmed that you did not kill Huang Wuji, I will not make it difficult for you! But if it is really you who killed Huang Wuji, then don't blame me for being rude!"
Huang Tai glanced at Ling Xiao lightly and said.
"I am willing to accept the Holy Way and inquire about my heart, but I have a condition!"
Ling Xiao said coldly.
"What conditions?"
Huang Tai asked indifferently.
"This is my God of War Temple, not your Nine-layer Emperor Palace. I am a disciple of the God of War God Palace, nor a disciple of the Nine-layer Emperor Palace! This is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want! If you can prove that I was the one who killed you
Huang Wuji, then I am willing to accept your treatment! But if it turns out that I was not the one who killed Huang Wuji, I want you to apologize to me!"
Ling Xiao looked directly at Huang Tai and said, his eyes clear and his voice extremely passionate.
"Long Aotian, I think you are dreaming? Who do you think you are and how dare you ask the Emperor to apologize to you?"
A harsh voice came, and Zhan Tianxing's eyes were full of ridicule.
"That's right! How can the emperor, the saint of the Holy Land, apologize to you? Long Aotian, you better not delay any more time! I think you were the one who killed Huang Wuji, so you'd better plead guilty and obey the law, and don't destroy our War Temple and Jiuzhong.
The relationship between the emperors!"
Lei Qianjue also sneered.
"shut up!"
Ling Xiao suddenly looked at Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue, and scolded: "There is a relationship between the War Temple and the Nine Emperor Palace, and there is a relationship between the War Temple and the Nine Emperor Palace. You are still not disciples of the War Temple.
?When will I, the Temple of War, have to rely on other people’s breath to survive?”
"Where is your blood? Where is your pride? Where is your spine?"
"I finally know why the Temple of War is weakening. It's not because of the catastrophe a million years ago, but because of you who bully the subordinates and flatter the superiors. You only know how to live in a nest, but you kneel down and lick the scum of others, because
You have been kneeling for too long, and you have forgotten how to stand up and straighten your spine as a human being!"
Boom!
Every time Ling Xiao spoke, he would take a step closer to Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue. His voice was like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the entire Temple of War. He was like an ancient sage who denounced evil demons and held righteousness and truth. His whole body was covered with blood.
It exudes an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.
"I, a good man of the Temple of War, do not need to please anyone! We kneel to the sky and kneel to our parents. Anyone else who dares to make us kneel are our enemies and will be killed!"
"My spirit in the War Temple is to fight against the heaven and the earth, and to fight against all the enemies that can be fought! Even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go! If we lose this blood and our pride, the War Temple will still exist, but it will be destroyed.
What's the difference?"
"I, Long Aotian, a good man with a strong and proud character, am ashamed to be associated with weaklings like you!"
Ling Xiao's words were majestic and passionate, and he was surrounded by a vast force of heaven and earth, pressing towards Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue, which immediately made their hearts tremble, their faces turned pale, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.
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"Well said!"
"I am a good man from the Temple of War. I am passionate and proud. I will not kneel to anyone!"
"Damn it, anyone who insults my God of War will be killed without mercy!"
"..."
Many disciples and elders of the Temple of War were all excited by Ling Xiao's words. They were all impassioned and their eyes became extremely bright, full of anger and fighting spirit. They glared at Huang Tai, Zhan Tianxing and Lei.
Qian Jue and others!
At this moment, it was as if everyone's heart for a hundred battles that had been dusted for a long time was awakened. The energy and blood of countless disciples and elders in the entire Temple of War condensed into a blazing divine light, covering the heaven and earth.
"Junior Brother Long is right! I, the God of War, would rather die standing than live on my knees!"
Tiangang and the others were all excited. King Xuan, Wang Lin, Min Rou and others all looked at Ling Xiao with a hint of brilliance.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! Master, have you seen it? You have a good disciple..."
Liu Wenzheng was already in tears, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself. In a trance, he seemed to see the shadow of Ling Xiao who swept across the invincible and suppressed the eight wastes a million years ago. At this moment, the Red Dragon God of War and Ling Xiao seemed to be
Integrated into one.
Everyone was shaken, and even the white-clothed God of War looked at Ling Xiao with a somewhat complicated expression.
"This son is actually able to mobilize the fighting spirit and martyrdom of everyone in the Temple of War. We must not let him stay!"
Huang Tai's original indifferent expression finally changed.
There was a hint of deep fear in his eyes when he looked at Ling Xiao, and there was even a trace of extremely obscure murderous intent!