The Heaven Covering Ancient Talisman can cover the breath on Tiangang's body, otherwise once his Pangu bloodline bursts out and is discovered by the powerhouses of the Hua clan and the Heavenly Curse Sect, there will definitely be great trouble.

"Thank you, Lord Hall!"

Tiangang's eyes showed a hint of gratitude, although it was a happy event to break through to the realm of demi-saints, he also knew the consequences once the Pangu bloodline leaked out.

Ling Xiao was also thinking, it was time to take Tiangang to meet Pangu Feng and the others in the Fantian Seal World, maybe they would have some way to help Pangu Feng continue to hide the Pangu bloodline.

Sou!

With a flash of light, the Fantian Seal floated back into Ling Xiao's hand, and the enchantment that enveloped the entire battle mountain also disappeared.

And outside the Battle Mountain, there were many figures with powerful breaths, all of them were the elders and true disciples of the War God Temple, their eyes were full of curiosity, and they didn't know what was going on on the Battle Mountain.

"Dragon...... Is it true that Uncle Long has broken through to the Half-Saint Realm? No wonder the Battle Mountain has been blocked for three days, it turns out that it is because Uncle Long has broken through!"

After a disciple saw Ling Xiao's cultivation, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"No, look at the other disciples of the Battle Hall, they ...... They...... They all broke through to the Half-Saint realm? Oh my God, this is incredible, isn't it?"

Someone exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost, and his eyes fell on Tiangang and the others, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Three days ago, many of the disciples of the Battle Hall were only cultivators of the God King Realm, and the Battle Mountain was closed for three days, and as a result, all of them broke through to the Semi-Saint Realm, and they were collectively promoted, which was also too scary.

Those disciples and elders outside the Battle Mountain had extremely frightened expressions on their faces.

However, their shock did not last long, because the time of three days had already arrived, and Ling Xiao's promotion ceremony was about to begin.

This promotion ceremony made the entire War God Temple boil, it was a great event, and countless disciples and elders all came out one after another, wanting to take a look at the demeanor of this newly promoted Lord of the War Palace.

Ling Xiao didn't have much feeling about the promotion ceremony, but this was a grand event for the entire sect, and it was also a sign of the re-emergence of the battle hall, so Ling Xiao was also extremely cooperative with this promotion ceremony.

The promotion ceremony was held in a sea of clouds between the nine hanging holy mountains, and hundreds of thousands of disciples and elders from the entire War God Temple all came to participate.

The white-clothed God of War and the other eight hall masters also appeared.

The etiquette of the promotion ceremony is very cumbersome, requiring a series of processes such as worshipping heaven and earth, worshipping the ancestors of the God of War Temple, burning incense and waiting, and blessing the crown.

Ling Xiao completed these steps very calmly and calmly, and accepted the worship of countless disciples and elders of the God of War Temple.

"I didn't expect this Dragon Master Uncle Ancestor to be so young, I heard that he is not yet a hundred years old, right?

"However, the War Hall has been in decline for so many years, and it is not so easy to restore the glory of a million years ago!"

"This junior uncle ancestor's talent is extraordinary, he was promoted to the master of the battle hall this time, and the limelight of the three holy sons has been overshadowed!"

“......”

Everyone talked about it, and their eyes were full of different looks.

Ling Xiao's expression was extremely calm, as if he hadn't heard other people's voices at all, and this kind of limelight might be ecstatic for others, but Ling Xiao was able to treat it calmly.

In Ling Xiao's opinion, except for his own strength, everything is just illusory.

"Huh?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he noticed a purple-robed middle-aged man among the eight hall masters, who looked tall, heroic, and majestic, but Ling Xiao felt a faint hostility from him.

"Lord of the Thunder Palace, Lei Xuanxuan, if you don't mess with me, forget it! If you dare to provoke me, I won't be polite!"

Ling Xiao sneered in his heart and said, Lei Xuanquan 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 Xuanxing's disciple.

"Promotion ceremony, ceremony, everyone pays homage to the Lord of the Battle Hall!"

As the voice of an elder spread throughout the sky above the God of War Temple, Ling Xiao had also walked to the top of the heavenly dome, standing beside the white-clothed God of War, alongside the other eight hall masters!

Above the void, the clouds and mist were shrouded, the momentum was vast, the white-clothed god of war and the eight hall masters were all saints, only Ling Xiao had just broken through to the realm of semi-saints, which was particularly abrupt.

"Participate in the Lord of the Battle Temple!"

In the entire War God Temple, all the disciples and elders below the Holy Realm bowed to Ling Xiao one after another, and the sound shook the sky and was magnificent.

Although most people are sincerely happy, after all, Ling Xiao was on the battle mountain three days ago, and the demeanor of injuring Huangtai in the first battle made them all heartbroken, but there are still a small number of people with ugly faces.

Lei Qianjue, Xing Jun and the others all felt extremely aggrieved, their faces were ugly, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Xiao's status was above them, which made it difficult for them to accept.

Ling Xiao stood above the clouds, looking at the people in the War God Temple below, his expression was light and calm, and he said slowly: "Everyone, please get up!"

Everyone raised their heads, and their eyes fell on Ling Xiao's body.

"I am young and virtuous, the legacy of the Red Dragon God of War, in charge of the Fantian Seal, and I am valued by the God of War, and promoted to the lord of the War Palace, I am terrified in my heart!

The God of War Temple is ranked among the twelve immortal holy lands of the God Realm by fighting the heavens and the earth, and fighting all the enemies that can be fought, I hope that all of you in my War God Temple can be fearless of strong enemies, bloody, arrogant, and unyielding heart!

I'm a disciple of the War God Temple, why not fight?"

Ling Xiao's voice was extremely calm, resounding throughout the sky above the God of War Temple, but it had its own passionate spirit, and the disciples of the entire God of War Temple were all excited, and their blood was boiling.

"That's right, I'm a disciple of the God of War Temple, why not fight a battle?"

"Hahaha...... This Dragon Master Uncle Ancestor said it well, and he did the same! Even if his strength is temporarily inferior to mine, just with his actions, I will obey him!"

Many disciples all said, and their eyes looking at Ling Xiao were full of fanaticism.

That's right! The Temple of War has been suppressed for too long!

Since that catastrophe millions of years ago, the God of War Temple has been suppressed by people with intentions and has begun to weaken, and 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 God of War Temple was not willing to do this, Ling Xiao's words all stimulated their blood that had been suppressed for a long time, and they were all excited and couldn't help themselves!

At this moment, the disciples of the Nine Veins, whether they were people who had friction or not on weekdays, Ling Xiao's words all appeared in their hearts.

I'm a disciple of the God of War Temple, why don't you want to fight?

(End of chapter)