The first thousand six hundred and ninety-five chapters The Lord of the Battle Hall and the little uncle!
Ling Xiao's heart moved, and he quickly guessed the identities of these three people. The entire War Temple's cultivation level exceeded the seventh rank and half saint, and they were so young, so there were only three saints.
The palace of heaven is full of colorful clothes, the palace of earth is martial arts, the palace of yang is high and yang!
These three holy sons have extraordinary talents and powerful combat capabilities, and are known as the hope of the future of the Temple of War.
Ling Xiao could feel that these three people were full of vitality and powerful blood, and exuded a vast true meaning of the great avenue. I am afraid that even if they faced the real Nine-turn Half Saint, they would still have the strength to fight.
This is the true pride of heaven!
"Junior Brother Long, with your cultivation at the God King Realm, you defeated Huang Wudao with three moves, and also injured Huang Tai. You created a miracle and inspired the hearts of my God of War Temple. How great!"
Takeo, who was wearing black armor, said seriously with an extremely sincere expression.
"That's right! Hahaha... Junior Brother Long is not only extremely talented, but also very eloquent. The words he scolded the old man Huangtai were so damn enjoyable to hear. If it weren't for my lack of strength, I would have gone up and beat him up.
What a meal for the old man!"
Gao Yang, who was wearing a red robe, looked free and uninhibited. He also patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder and said with a hearty smile.
"You two senior brothers are overly complimentary! I just fulfilled my duty as a disciple of the Temple of War!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said that he could feel the kindness in the hearts of these two saints, which made him a little relieved. Fortunately, the Temple of War was not full of people like Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue.
"Well said! How many people can fulfill their duties? I can't stand those weaklings who bully their superiors and flatter their subordinates, and only know how to make others' ambitions destroy their own prestige!"
Gao Yang sneered and glanced at Zhan Tianxing maliciously.
Zhan Tianxing froze, his eyes showing a trace of shame and anger, and he hated Ling Xiao in his heart.
Ling Xiao was in the limelight today, but all of this was supposed to be due to him Zhan Tianxing. If Ling Xiao hadn't forcibly taken the Fantian Seal from his hand, where would Ling Xiao's turn have been in all this?
He was mad with hatred and mad with jealousy!
"Junior Brother Long, well done!"
Nishang said softly, with a hint of admiration in her eyes, her voice was crisp and ethereal, and she revealed a faint smile.
This smile immediately eclipsed the whole world.
"Thank you, Senior Sister Nishang!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said.
This Nishang is a legend in the Temple of War, and she is also the goddess in the hearts of everyone in the entire Temple of War. Her appearance is extremely beautiful, and her otherworldly temperament, in Ling Xiao's opinion, is probably only comparable to that of Xuan Wang Ji Feixuan.
Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, the Lord God of War has had a total of two disciples. One is Yang Fan, the current deputy master of the Heavenly Palace, and the other is Nishang!
Legend has it that Nishang is less than a hundred years old now. She possesses a powerful talent and can control the power of time, so she has achieved great achievements in the ancient skills of heaven and earth.
Ling Xiao even wondered whether Ni Shang had also received the inheritance of the Time Scripture, but Ni Shang looked like a pool of deep water, and Ling Xiao couldn't tell her depth.
"My saint, I have never seen her smile before, and she actually smiled at Junior Brother Long?"
Takeo pretended to be jealous and sighed.
"You are so ugly, Ni Chang can't laugh even if he wants to. Only Junior Brother Long's peerless charm can make Ni Chang smile!" Gao Yang couldn't help but attack.
"roll!"
Takeo pretended to be sad and angry.
Ling Xiao secretly smiled in his heart. It seemed that the three saints had a good relationship on weekdays, so they could joke around so casually.
"Long Aotian!"
A vague and clear voice sounded on Zhan Mountain.
Everyone immediately fell silent and looked respectfully at the white-clothed War God above the void. They had vaguely guessed what the white-clothed War God wanted to say.
"As a disciple of the War Palace, you have successfully obtained the inheritance of Fan Tianyin, and you are not afraid of strong enemies. You have maintained the dignity of the War Palace and have made great contributions! You are specially promoted to the Lord of the War Palace. I hope you will work hard to practice and be the leader of the War Palace.
The temple will be prosperous and restored to its former glory!"
The voice of the white-robed God of War was very calm, but it was no different than a thunder that exploded in everyone's hearts.
Lord of the war palace!
Everyone knows how heavy the weight of these four words is. The Nine Meridians of the Temple of War are respected by the God of War. Apart from the God of War, the Lord of the Nine Meridians and the Supreme Elder have the highest status. Even the Holy Son is only a disciple.
The status can only be compared to that of the deputy palace master, and you still need to bow when you see the master of the first palace.
It can be said that Ling Xiao became a high-ranking member of the entire War Temple in one leap, and was one of the highest-ranking people. His status was comparable to that of the Supreme Elder in the saint realm!
Although they had already guessed this result, after hearing it now, Zhan Tianxing, Lei Qianjue, Xing Jun and others still looked extremely gloomy, especially Zhan Tianxing, whose fingernails were dug into the flesh and blood, and his face was extremely distorted and jealous.
Almost going crazy.
From then on, status was no longer a constraint for Ling Xiao. Even if Zhan Tianxing and Lei Qianjue saw Ling Xiao, they would still bow to him.
"In addition, Long Aotian received the inheritance left by the Red Dragon God of War in Fan Tianyin. With the approval of Fan Tianyin, he is already the inherited disciple of the Red Dragon God of War. Therefore, from now on, Long Aotian's seniority
Just like Master Liu, all disciples must follow their own instructions!"
The white-clothed God of War said slowly and released another piece of news, which immediately shocked everyone.
The inherited disciple of the Red Dragon God of War?
You know, the Red Dragon God of War was a peerless figure a million years ago. Even the God of War in white has to be called Master-uncle. So even though Liu Wenzheng is the registered disciple of the Red Dragon God of War, the God of War in white still has to be called Master-uncle. Isn’t that right?
The young master uncle who said that Long Aotian became the God of War in one leap?
The many disciples of the Temple of War, whether they are inner disciples or true disciples, must call Long Aotian and master uncle!
This seniority is really scary!
But in the Temple of War, the God of War possesses supreme majesty and power. Now that she has announced and acknowledged it, no one has any qualifications to object. No matter how reluctant they are, they can only hold their noses and admit it.
"Hahaha... Lord God of War is right! Junior Brother, why are you still standing there? Why don't you quickly thank Lord God of War?"
Liu Wenzheng was extremely excited. His identity as a disciple of Lingxiao Red Dragon God of War was finally confirmed, and he would have another layer of insurance in the future. He immediately urged excitedly.
"Thank you... Lord God of War!"
Ling Xiao was also a little stunned. It took him a while to react and saluted the white-robed God of War.
It is understandable for him to become the Lord of the War Palace, Ling Xiao, but this white-clothed War God actually gave him the identity of a disciple of the Red Dragon God of War. It was equivalent to putting a little uncle on his head, which made Ling Xiao extremely miserable.
I don’t understand, what is the purpose of the God of War in white?
Lei Qianjue and Xing Jun's faces were extremely ugly, and they both turned a little darker, because from now on, when they saw Ling Xiao, they not only had to salute, but also called him uncle.
This is simply more uncomfortable for them than killing them!
"I am...Master-Uncle...Pfft..."
Zhan Tianxing was so angry that he muttered to himself, and then his vision went black and he fainted!