Ling Xiao and Wuliang Taoist returned to the City of Demons.
In the Demon City, Ling Xiao met Yue Chongshan and Maha.
It turned out that Lingzhi had defected to the Temple of the God of War. The old goat had already sent people to inform the two major tribes, and Yue Chongshan and Maha were both alarmed.
But when they saw the token of the Lingzhi God among Lingzhi's personal treasures, they all fell silent.
"I didn't expect that Sister Lingzhi would actually join the War God Temple! Doesn't she know that the War God Temple is just a group of shameless thieves? Is she doing this right by Lord Lingzun and Lord War God?"
Yue Chongshan seemed to have aged a few years and sighed softly.
Normally, he has the best relationship with Lingzhi and has always taken care of her like a sister, but he never thought that Lingzhi would be the Lingzhi God General of the Temple of War God, and would even go to great lengths to kill Ling Xiao.
The First Holy Son and Nan Tianfang have both confessed that they have already joined the heir of the Temple of War God and besieged Long Zhantian and the other two in the hope of luring Ling Xiao out and killing him.
As a result, he not only failed to steal the chicken but also ended up being a prisoner.
"Amitabha, there is nothing we can do about it! After all, millions of years have passed, and the world has changed dramatically. Anything can happen. I didn't expect that the tentacles of the War God Temple have extended to our four major tribes! It seems that in this Heavenly Chosen Conference, we really have to meet the War God Temple!"
There was also a gleam of shrewdness in Maha's eyes.
He looked like an ascetic monk, with a crew cut, a grey robe, a serious face, and an air of pious Buddhism.
Compared with Maha, the monks in Mingwang Temple seem like foreign demons, while Maha is the real enlightened monk.
"That's right! I have a hunch that perhaps the successor of Lord God of War may appear in this Heavenly Chosen Conference! We have to be on guard. If it weren't for the existence of the Temple of Time, I'm afraid the Temple of God of War would have already rushed into the Cave of Time!"
Yue Chongshan said slowly.
In the end, Yue Chongshan and Maha decided to lead the strong men from the three tribes to the Temple of Time.
The three great demon lords of the Demon Tribe all went out, and the army marched towards the Temple of Time in a mighty manner.
In order not to alert the enemy, Ling Xiao, Old Goat and them discussed and decided that the strong men from the three tribes should stay outside the Temple of Time and wait, and act according to the circumstances.
Ling Xiao, Old Sheep and others entered the Temple of Time to participate in the Chosen Conference.
Snap!
The void was broken, and under the leadership of the five titled supreme beings, Ling Xiao and others were swept up and headed towards the Temple of Time.
Three days later, everyone crossed millions of miles and arrived at the area where the Temple of Time was located.
The strong men from the three tribes all hid themselves, and only Ling Xiao, Old Goat and others walked towards the Temple of Time.
The Temple of Time is located on a vast land. It is a huge bronze temple filled with chaotic mist, bright divine light, and an ancient and vast atmosphere.
The Temple of Time looks like a whole, like an ancient divine mountain, huge and majestic, lying dormant above the earth, emitting an aura that makes everyone tremble with fear.
"Is that the Temple of Time?"
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes. Ling Xiao had seen more than one of these ancient bronze temples before. In the Eight Desolate Territory and in the primitive ancient mines, Ling Xiao had seen similar bronze temples.
These bronze temples seem to be filled with countless secrets from ancient times, waiting for people to explore.
"Yes, this is the Temple of Time, which contains the inheritance of the Red Dragon God of War! What I can't imagine is that the guardian of the Temple of Time, that is, the God of Time, should stand with the four major tribes. Why did he choose to join the Temple of War? And he will help the Temple of War to hold the Heavenly Chosen Conference every thousand years?"
The old goat glanced at the Temple of Time in front of him and said with some confusion.
"I'm afraid that only the God of Time knows about this matter!"
Ling Xiao spoke slowly. He remembered that the God of Time had killed the God of Impermanence and the God of Shura. He felt that the God of Time and the Temple of War were definitely not of the same kind. But why did they come together, and why did the Temple of War trust him so much? Ling Xiao couldn't guess the secret.
Everyone walked slowly towards the Temple of Time.
Just when Ling Xiao and others arrived at the Temple of Time, in a mysterious mountain range, the heir of the Temple of War suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp look appeared in his eyes.
"What a waste! Lingzhi God General can't even deal with Ling Xiao. It seems that the other three tribes are behind this! Could it be that the three tribes have really discovered the identity of Lingzhi God General?"
The heir of the Temple of War God exudes an extremely terrifying aura, with chaotic divine light emitting from his eyes, mysterious and majestic.
"It seems that the situation has changed! Since the three major tribes are not honest, there is no need for them to exist! This time, I will go to the end of the Chosen Conference and become the true successor of the Red Dragon God of War!"
The heir of the Temple of War God muttered to himself, and then he flicked his finger, and suddenly a ray of light broke through the void and flew into an unknown space.
He slowly stood up, a terrifying aura filled his surroundings, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to tremble violently.
Snap!
The void in front of him was instantly broken, and the heir of the Temple of War God stepped into it and disappeared into the mountains.
In an ancient cave, spiritual springs gushed out, bright flowers bloomed, and the surrounding colored glaze emitted brilliant light.
In the center of the cave, a young man in a purple robe suddenly opened his eyes, and two purple divine lights pierced through the void, majestic and mysterious.
"My Zixiao Wuliang Tianzun Sutra is finally complete! Qingdi, this time I must kill you!"
The purple-robed young man stepped forward. He was none other than Kunlun Mountain’s eldest disciple, Duan Wuji.
He took a step forward and instantly disappeared into the cave.
Deep in the Cave of Time, in an ancient palace.
The palace exudes brilliant red clouds and there are blazing flames rising around it, as if it is the place where the sun god lives, mysterious and ancient.
Zhao Ritian stood up from the throne in the palace. His golden robe was shining brightly. His black hair was flying, his eyes were like lightning, and he was tall and handsome. He looked extremely perfect.
But his face was full of arrogance and pride.
"Second Master, my Sun Destruction Sutra is finally complete. With this Sun Sword, I can kill even a sixth-level Supreme Realm warrior with one sword! Now I can finally fight Ling Xiao, right?"
There was a hint of eagerness in Zhao Ritian's eyes.
"Your Sun Destruction Sutra is indeed extremely powerful, and when combined with your Sun Holy Body, it can unleash exponential power. The Sun Sword has also recovered 50% of its power. As long as Ling Xiao maintains his previous cultivation level, he should not be your opponent!" The second uncle said with satisfaction.
(End of this chapter)