Rumble!

The blazing light rose in the void, and the chaotic mist filled the air, and a figure dressed in white stood above the nine heavens, with fluttering clothes and peerless elegance, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but a pair of eyes were brighter than the stars.

Her body exuded a vast aura like the sea, as if it was integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth, the law of the Great Dao manifested, and every move contained an unpredictable heavenly might.

Her appearance immediately made the entire God of War Temple boil!

The supreme ruler of the Temple of the God of War, the white-clothed God of War is out!

"Hahaha...... Lord God of War is out of the customs, and now Lei Xuanquan is going to be finished!"

Huzi and the others laughed excitedly, their eyes full of joy.

"Lord God of War, Lei Xuanquan is not worthy of being the elder of my God of War Temple at all, and I ask Lord God of War to be our master!"

"Lei Xuanquan, this old horseman should be damned!"

"Lord God of War, Uncle Long has maintained the dignity of my God of War Temple, and he is a well-deserved little God of War!"

“......”

Many of the disciples of the War God Temple were filled with righteous indignation, and their eyes were full of anger.

What Lei Xuanquan did had completely chilled their hearts, Ling Xiao defeated Yang Wen and Hua Tianqiong, and fought Lei Xuanquan without falling behind, that kind of peerless demeanor has completely convinced the hearts of many disciples of the God of War Temple.

In their hearts, they had endless fanatical worship for Ling Xiao, and even spontaneously shouted the words "Little God of War".

"Little God of War?Long Aotian, that bastard is also worthy of it?!"

Zhan Tianxing said in shock and anger, seeing the white-clothed god of war appear, his eyes were full of extremely frightened looks, but the cheers of everyone made his heart full of jealousy and unwillingness, and his handsome face was a little distorted.

The little god of war represents the true descendant of the god of war in the God of War Temple, and is also the next generation of the god of war.

In the current God of War Temple, there are a total of four Holy Sons, namely Ni Shang, Gao Yang, Takeo and Zhan Tianxing, if nothing else, the little God of War should be produced among the four of them.

But now that many disciples of the God of War Temple have identified Ling Xiao as the real little god of war in their hearts, how can Zhan Tianxing not be jealous?

"Brother Hua, it's terrible, it's terrible! The two elders have been captured, and the white-clothed god of war is out of the customs, what should we do?"

Yang Wen's face changed slightly, and he became a little apprehensive and frightened.

"What's the panic? Even if the white-clothed God of War is out of the customs? The God of War Temple is now only barely hanging at the end of the Twelve Immortal Holy Lands, they don't dare to offend the Heavenly Curse Sect and our Hua Clan, if they dare to be disrespectful to us, the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Hua Clan will definitely be able to raze the God of War Temple to the ground! No matter what, in the end, they can only respectfully send us away!"

Hua Tianqiong sneered and said, his expression was extremely indifferent, without the slightest hint of fear.

As an emperor, the Hua clan is a descendant of the Nine Emperors, and has an incomparably transcendent status in the divine realm, which makes Hua Tianqiong's heart have a sense of arrogance, so that he does not have the slightest fear when facing the white-clothed god of war.

"The white-clothed god of war, this is ...... Breakthrough?!"

Ling Xiao was shocked, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He could feel that the white-clothed god of war at this moment was integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth, although he was standing in the void, it was like becoming a part of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, like the king of heaven and earth, he could dominate the power of the Great Dao, and his breath was unfathomable.

This is the power that only a holy king can have!

The previous white-clothed god of war had already reached the peak of the Great Sage's cultivation, and Ling Xiao didn't expect that the white-clothed god of war would finally break through.

After seeing the white-clothed god of war, Ling Xiao, Liu Wenzheng and the others also calmed down.

The eyes of the white-clothed god of war are very bright, like stars, and at the same time extremely deep, looking at Lei Xuanquan calmly at this moment, no one knows what he is thinking in his heart.

"Senior Brother Lei, you have disappointed me so much!"

The white-clothed god of war said calmly, his voice was ethereal and mysterious, as if it contained a mysterious rhyme.

"Let you down? Hehe, Liu Baiyi, you don't have to pretend here, if it wasn't for that old thing's eccentricity, you could have become a god of war?"

Lei Xuanquan stared at the white-clothed god of war and sneered.

"Senior Brother Lei, after so many years, you still have a grudge against your master! But that's all in the past, but today you abuse the privilege of the God of War and treat Long Aotian who has contributed to the God of War Temple like this, aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of the disciples of the God of War Temple?"

The white-clothed god of war said lightly, his eyes were still extremely calm.

"Chilling the hearts of all the disciples?Liu Baiyi, Long Aotian is disrespectful to me and arrogant, what's wrong with me teaching him a lesson? Today I want to arrest him and teach him a lesson, do you want to stop me?"

Lei Xuanqi said coldly.

Everyone's eyes widened, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

This Lei Xuanquan is too rampant, isn't it? Before, he kept saying that he wanted to suppress Ling Xiao, but now that the white-clothed god of war is out of the customs, he still has no sign of relenting, where does he have the confidence?

Moreover, Lei Xuanqi ignored the orders of the white-clothed god of war, could it be that he wanted to rebel?

"Liu Baiyi, what a strange name!"

Ling Xiao secretly thought in his heart, this was the first time he had heard of the name of the white-clothed god of war, but this name was too neutral, so that Ling Xiao was a little unsure whether this white-clothed god of war was male or female.

"Senior Brother Lei, Long Aotian is the master of the Battle Palace, and he has the same status as you, you are not qualified to deal with him! With me, you have no chance! Come with me, and apologize in front of a few ancestors, maybe they will also give you a light sentence!"

The white-clothed god of war said lightly.

"Drop me lightly?hahaha...... What a big joke! Liu Baiyi, isn't your biggest reliance because you broke through that step? I said that I will take Long Aotian away today, and no one can stop me! If you dare to stop me, then you are afraid that you will have to pay a price that you cannot imagine!"

Lei Xuanqi said in a cold voice, and there was a black light in his eyes, faintly revealing a bit of cruelty and evil light.

"Really, then I really want to try it! I'm also curious about what Senior Brother Lei's hole cards are!"

The white-clothed god of war said calmly, the light in his eyes was dazzling, containing mysterious edges.

"Is this Lei Xuanquan crazy? He is only a mere saint's peak cultivation, where does he have the confidence to compete with Lord God of War?"

Chong Xuan said with some surprise.

"I don't know, but I feel that something is wrong, Lei Xuanquan will not go crazy, it can only mean that he has something to rely on, you all be careful, if something happens, you must protect the little junior brother!"

Liu Wenzheng glanced at Lei Xuanquan deeply, and then transmitted a voice to Chong Xu, Chong and the two of them.

"Senior brother, don't worry, even if we die, we will protect the safety of our junior brother!"

Chong Xuan and Chong He both nodded solemnly.

(End of chapter)