Chapter 1702 My disciple of the Temple of War, why not fight!
The Ancient Talisman of Covering the Sky can cover up the aura on Tiangang's body, otherwise once his Pangu bloodline breaks out and is discovered by the strong men of the Chinese clan and the Tianman Sect, there will definitely be great trouble.
"Thank you, Lord!"
There was a trace of gratitude in Tiangang's eyes. Although it was a happy event to break through to the semi-saint realm, he also knew the consequences once Pangu's bloodline was leaked.
Ling Xiao was also thinking that it was time to take Tiangang to meet Pan Gufeng and others in the world of Tianyin. Maybe they would have some ways to help Pan Gufeng continue to hide Pangu's bloodline.
Whoosh!
The Pantian Seal flashed with light and floated into Ling Xiao's hand again, and the barrier that enveloped the entire Zhan Mountain disappeared.
Outside the Battle Mountain, there were many figures with powerful auras, all of them elders and true disciples of the Temple of War. Their eyes were full of curiosity, wondering what was happening on the Battle Mountain.
"Did Uncle Long...Master actually break through to the semi-saint realm? No wonder Zhanshan was sealed off for three days. It turned out to be because Master Long's uncle broke through!"
A disciple couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing Ling Xiao's cultivation.
"No! Look at the other disciples of the War Hall, they... they... they all actually broke through to the semi-saint realm? Oh my god, isn't this incredible?"
Someone exclaimed, as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes fell on Tiangang and the others, their eyes full of disbelief.
Three days ago, many of the disciples in the War Hall were only at the God King level. War Mountain was closed for three days. As a result, everyone broke through to the Semi-Saint level and were promoted collectively. This was a bit too scary.
The faces of the disciples and elders outside Zhan Mountain were filled with extremely horrified expressions.
However, their shock did not last long, because three days had passed and Ling Xiao's promotion ceremony was about to begin.
This promotion ceremony made the entire War Palace excited. It was a grand event. Countless disciples and elders came out one after another to take a look at the new master of the War Palace.
Ling Xiao didn't feel much about the promotion ceremony, but it was a grand event for the entire sect and a symbol of the re-emergence of the war palace, so Ling Xiao was extremely cooperative with this promotion ceremony.
The promotion ceremony was held in a sea of clouds between nine suspended holy mountains. Hundreds of thousands of disciples and elders from the entire War Temple came to participate.
The white-robed God of War and the other eight palace masters also appeared.
The etiquette of the promotion ceremony is very complicated, requiring a series of processes such as worshiping heaven and earth, worshiping the ancestors of the war temple, burning incense and waiting, blessing the crown, etc.
Ling Xiao completed these steps very calmly and calmly, and accepted the worship of countless disciples and elders of the Temple of War.
"I didn't expect that this great uncle of the Dragon Master would be so young. I heard that he is not yet a hundred years old, right? He became the master of the war palace at such a young age. It is really enviable!"
"However, the War Palace has been in decline for so many years. It is not that easy to restore the glory of a million years ago!"
"This young master's great uncle has extraordinary talent. He has been promoted to the Lord of the War Palace this time, eclipsing all the three saints!"
"..."
Everyone was talking about it, with different expressions in their eyes.
Ling Xiao's expression was extremely calm, as if he had not heard other people's comments at all. For others, this kind of limelight might be ecstatic, but Ling Xiao could treat it calmly.
In Ling Xiao's view, except for his own strength, everything is just illusion.
"Um?"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he noticed a middle-aged man in purple robes among the eight hall masters. He looked tall, majestic, and majestic, but Ling Xiao felt a faint trace of aura from him.
hostility.
"The Lord of the Thunder Palace, Lei Xuanzhen? It's okay if you don't offend me! If you dare to offend me, I won't be polite either!"
Ling Xiao sneered in his heart and said, Lei Xuanzhen is a saint, but he is hostile to him. I am afraid it is because of Zhan Tianxing. Ling Xiao has also heard that Zhan Tianxing is Lei Xuanzhen's.
disciple.
"The promotion ceremony is complete! Everyone pays homage to the Lord of the War Palace!"
As the voice of an elder spread throughout the sky above the Temple of War, Ling Xiao had already reached the sky, standing beside the God of War in white, alongside the other eight temple masters!
Above the void, clouds and mist lingered, and the momentum was vast. The white-clothed God of War and the eight palace masters were all saints. Only Ling Xiao had just broken through to the semi-saint realm, which seemed particularly abrupt.
"Join the battle hall master!"
In the entire Temple of War, all the disciples and elders below the Holy Realm bowed towards Ling Xiao and saluted, with a sound that shook the sky and a majestic momentum.
Although most people were sincerely happy. After all, Ling Xiao was on the Zhan Mountain three days ago and wounded Huang Tai in a battle, which made them all heartbroken. However, there were still a few people who looked ugly.
Lei Qianjue, Xing Jun and others all felt extremely aggrieved and looked ugly. In the blink of an eye, Ling Xiao's status was ranked above them, which was difficult for them to accept.
Ling Xiao stood above the clouds, looking at the people in the Temple of War below, his expression indifferent and calm, and he said slowly: "Fellow disciples, please get up!"
Everyone raised their heads and their eyes fell on Ling Xiao.
"I am young and virtuous. I have been inherited by the Red Dragon God of War. I am in charge of Pantian Seal. I am also valued by the God of War and promoted to the master of the war hall. I am terrified in my heart! I am well aware of the weight of my responsibilities. I can only practice hard and cultivate as soon as possible.
Become a saint, restore the former glory of the War Palace, and do your part for the War Palace!
The Temple of War established its sect by fighting, fighting heaven and earth, and fighting all enemies that can be fought. It is ranked among the twelve immortal holy places in the God Realm. I hope that everyone in my Temple of War can not be afraid of powerful enemies, be bloody, and have pride.
, have an unyielding heart!
Why would I hesitate to fight against the disciples of the temple?"
Ling Xiao's voice was extremely calm, resounding in the sky above the entire War Temple, but it had a passionate spirit of its own, making all the disciples of the War Temple look excited and their blood boiling.
"Yes, I am fighting against the disciples of the temple, why would I hesitate to fight?"
"Hahaha... Uncle Long Master said it well, and he also did it! Even if his strength is temporarily inferior to mine, based on his actions, I admire him!"
Many disciples said this, looking at Ling Xiao with eyes full of fanaticism.
That’s right! The Temple of War has been suppressed for too long!
Since the catastrophe a million years ago, the God of War Temple has been suppressed by people with deliberate intentions and has begun to weaken. Even the disciples of the God of War Temple have become cautious over the years, and even swallow their anger.
But every disciple of the Temple of War was unwilling to accept this. Ling Xiao's words inspired their long-suppressed passion, and they were all so excited that they couldn't help themselves!
At this moment, Ling Xiao's words came to mind among the Nine Meridians disciples, whether they were people with whom they had friction or not.
I am fighting against the disciples of the temple, why would I hesitate to fight?