Bang!

In front of you is a vast and mysterious land.

The gods are dormant on the earth, like the ancient beasts, exuding an ancient and vast atmosphere, the mountains are towering and ancient forests, there are old vines everywhere, flowing with crystal light, thousands of rui qi, thousands of divine lights, as if it is an ancient mythological era.

There were hundreds of those gods, occupying a radius of tens of thousands of miles, making this land extremely extraordinary.

In the most central place, there were nine thousand-foot-tall primeval sacred mountains, each of which was shrouded in mysterious light, and there were powerful formation fluctuations, emitting a breath that made people's hearts palpitate.

"Temple of the God of War, I'm back!"

Ling Xiao stared at the mysterious land in front of him, his face full of emotion.

He originally thought that it would take a long time to return to the God of War Temple, but he didn't expect that the area where he and Zhao Ritian descended was the Shangqing Heavenly Domain, not far from the God of War Temple.

So, in just a few days, he was back in the Temple of the God of War.

Looking at the mountain gate of the God of War Temple in front of him, Ling Xiao's heart gave birth to infinite emotion, although he had only been away for a few years, he felt as if he had been away for millions of years.

"I don't know what happened to Senior Brother Liu Wenzheng?"

Ling Xiao's eyes showed a hint of expectation.

When Ling Xiao left the God of War Temple, Liu Wenzheng was taking Bai Susu, Huzi and Ryoma and others to cultivate, Chong Xuchong and the two senior brothers were not in the God of War Temple, this time Ling Xiao brought back the Life Creation Pill, hoping to completely heal their Dao injuries.

At the mountain gate of the God of War Temple, there were several young disciples in black armor guarding it, all of them with powerful and extraordinary aura, all of them were powerhouses of the Half-Saint Realm.

"Are you...... Dragon...... Long Aotian?!"

After they saw Ling Xiao, they couldn't help but be shocked, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes.

"What? Are you surprised to see me?"

Ling Xiao asked lightly.

His identity in the God of War Temple is the lord of the War Temple, and his status is noble, second only to the Supreme Elders and the Lord of the God of War.

Therefore, those disciples couldn't help but jump in their hearts, and hurriedly said, "No......! Uncle Long, we just didn't expect you to come back now!"

A young disciple who looked to have a three-and-a-half-turn saint hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Uncle Long, you'd better not return to the sect, let's go out first to avoid the limelight! The people from the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Hua clan are here, and they have come to Xingshi this time to ask for guilt, and they want to ask for trouble with you by name!"

"Huh, the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Hua Clan?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, the Heavenly Curse Sect is also a Twelve Immortal Holy Land, but it is in collusion with the Five Elements Holy Sect and the Heavenly Gate of Time and Space, and the relationship with the War God Temple is not good, as for the Hua clan, he has also heard from Pangu Tiangang, it is the descendant of the Nine Emperors, the real Emperor Family!

Although the imperial clan is hidden and transcendent, it has an incomparably deep heritage, which is not weaker than the twelve immortal holy lands, and even faintly wins.

Why did the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Hua clan come to ask him about his master? Could it be because of Ji Feixuan's matter?

Ling Xiao secretly thought in his heart, and only the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier Zhou Tian's Life and Death Mirror on Ji Feixuan's body could make the Immortal Holy Land and the Imperial Clan care so much.

It's just that the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Hua clan came to Xingshi to ask for their crimes, but didn't Lord God of War even care?

As if seeing the question in Ling Xiao's heart, the young disciple explained in a low voice: "Uncle Long, Lord God of War has retreated! Now Lei Xuanquan, the master of the Thunder Palace, is temporarily in charge of the affairs of the sect!"

"Lei Qianjue's brother Lei Xuanqi?"

Ling Xiao knew in his heart that both Lei Qianjue and Lei Xuanquan had shown ill will towards him, at this moment Lei Xuanquan was temporarily in charge of the affairs of the sect, although it was impossible to blatantly indulge the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Hua clan, but it was still no problem to secretly use some small means, it was conceivable that the War Hall might not be easy now.

"What's your name? Thank you!"

Ling Xiao nodded towards the young disciple.

"My name is Fang Lin, Uncle Long, you better leave quickly!"

Fang Lin smiled bitterly and said.

Syllable!

At this moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and a black long whip flew out from a distance, which was about to be drawn on Fang Lin's face in an instant, Ling Xiao's gaze was cold, he could feel the terrifying power contained in that long whip, which was definitely not something that Fang Lin could resist, if it was really drawn, I am afraid that it would be the end of the skin and flesh in an instant.

Ling Xiao stretched out two crystal fingers, and instantly clamped the black long whip, no matter how hard the owner of the long whip tried, he couldn't pull the long whip back.

"Who are you, how dare you beat up my disciples of the War God Temple at will?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely cold, staring at a few figures walking in the distance.

It was three young men with extraordinary momentum, a pair of young men and women wearing dark blue robes, following behind a young man in white clothes, and slowly walked over.

The young man in white had a handsome face, eyes like stars, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his hands behind his back, with a kind of arrogance and indifference that looked down on the world.

His cultivation had already reached the realm of six and a half saints, and his aura was very powerful.

And the young men and women wearing dark blue robes, all of them are five-turn half-saint cultivators, the men are handsome, the women are pretty, the black long whip is in the hands of the pretty woman, her face has turned red, but there is still no way to pull the long whip back.

"Let it go! If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!"

The pretty woman glared at Ling Xiao and said, her voice was very sharp, there was a condescending posture, and her thin lips looked a little mean.

"We should ask who you are, dare to insult my Heavenly Curse Sect and the people of the Hua clan, you should be punished!"

The man in the green robe said lightly, his gaze like a blade fell on Ling Xiao's body.

"Who am I? hahaha...... Haven't you been looking for me all along? Very good, the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Hua Clan Scattering Wild have actually scattered into my God of War Temple, could it be that the people in the God of War Temple are all dead? Is Lei Xuanquan trying to betray the God of War Temple?"

Ling Xiao smiled angrily, his eyes full of cold expressions.

These three people from the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Hua Clan dared to be so rampant in the God of War Temple, but no one had stopped them, it was like letting the robbers act recklessly in their own homes, it was simply unbearable.

Ling Xiao had already gotten rid of his anger, and he was also full of dissatisfaction with Lei Xuanquan.

And the disciples guarding the mountain gate, after hearing Ling Xiao's words, all showed a look of both aggrieved and ashamed.

"Are you...... Long Aotian?!"

The young man in white, who had not spoken, seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but have his eyes lit up, staring at Ling Xiao and saying with interest.

(End of chapter)