"That's good! Second Uncle, can I really get the inheritance of the Red Dragon God of War this time? Didn't you say that the Red Dragon God of War's Wordless Book is in Lingxiao's hands? That kid is really unlucky!" When Zhao Ritian mentioned Lingxiao, his eyes were full of jealousy.
The second uncle smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, having the Wordless Heavenly Book does not necessarily mean you will be able to obtain the inheritance of the Red Dragon War God. I am very familiar with the Red Dragon War God, and the inheritance will definitely be yours when the time comes!"
"Okay! Hahaha... Second Uncle, when I, Zhao Ritian, obtain the inheritance of the Red Dragon God of War, I will overturn the damn War God Temple and that group of shameless villains. I, Zhao Ritian, am the only inheritor of the Red Dragon God of War!"
Zhao Ritian laughed loudly, turned over, rode on the Void Golden Eyed Beast, and left the palace.
On top of a cliff with rolling sea of clouds.
The surroundings were filled with sea of clouds and the scenery was extremely beautiful. Mists were spreading and lingering around a young man in white, creating all kinds of strange scenes.
The young man in white suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately an unparalleled sword intent rushed into the sky, and the sea of clouds on all sides shattered in an instant.
The surrounding vegetation, rocks, flowers, birds, insects and fish seemed to be imbued with a sense of sword, moving forward courageously, rather breaking than bending, with an unparalleled edge.
“Is the Chosen Conference finally about to begin? The heir of the Temple of War God, the Buddha’s son Kasyapa, the Blue Emperor… and Ling Xiao! This time, I will defeat you all!”
The young man in white stood up, his eyes like two peerless divine swords.
He is Jian Wushuang. After a year of enlightenment here, he finally began to exude an unparalleled brilliance!
Boom!
Throughout the world of the Time Cave, powerful geniuses everywhere opened their eyes and looked towards the distant Temple of Time.
Everyone set off and transformed into rays of divine light, shooting towards the Temple of Time.
In the Cave of Time, many people have obtained supreme opportunities. They are all full of high spirits and want to take the lead in the Chosen Conference, striving to achieve the supreme status in one go!
The huge Temple of Time is like an ancient ferocious beast, entrenched on the earth.
In front of the Temple of Time is a white jade square filled with chaotic mist and bright light, like a fairyland.
The door to the Temple of Time is still closed, and it is not time to open it yet.
When Ling Xiao, Old Sheep and others arrived at the White Jade Square, they found that many talented and powerful people had already arrived.
After seeing Ling Xiao, many people showed a hint of awe in their eyes.
The news that Ziwei Xingzi and Fentian Demon Emperor died at the hands of Lingxiao has spread, and many people even speculated that Lingxiao has the combat power to be among the top five on the Qingyun list.
Therefore, his arrival caused quite a stir, and many people dispersed consciously, watching Ling Xiao walk into the White Jade Square.
"Brother Ling!"
At this moment, a surprised voice was heard.
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he saw three figures running towards him from a distance. Two of them were burly men who looked very honest, and the other was a proud young man wearing white clothes and holding a silver spear. They were actually Xiong Xiaohei, Hu Zi and Ma Junjie.
Ling Xiao didn't expect that the three of them would also come to the Cave of Time.
Moreover, it seems that these three guys have also gained a lot of benefits and have actually broken through to the Half-Step Supreme realm.
"Xiong Xiaohei, Hu Zi, Ma Junjie, why did you three come so early? Do you know when the Temple of Time will open?"
Ling Xiao looked at the three of them and asked.
“Hehe, Brother Ling, after we entered the Cave of Time, we experienced a lot of dangers along the way, but we got here safely! We arrived a month ago, and the God of Time appeared once at that time. It seems that the Temple of Time will be opened in the next day or two! By then, the Heavenly God Conference will officially begin!”
Xiong Xiaohei looked at Ling Xiao with great admiration and said.
"Brother Ling, you are really amazing. We heard that Ziwei Xingzi and Burning Heaven Demon Emperor both died at your hands. Is that true?"
Hu Zi asked in a muffled voice.
"Hahaha... Of course it's true! I tell you, Ziwei Xingzi has been killed by my cousin, and the Burning Sky Demon Emperor has voluntarily become my cousin's mount. That's a fire unicorn, so majestic. I'll let you see it later!"
Long Aotian jumped out and laughed proudly.
Before, Ling Xiao had let him see the Burning Sky Demon Emperor who had transformed into a Fire Kirin, and told Long Aotian that after the Fire Kirin was tamed, he would give it to Long Aotian as a mount.
Therefore, Long Aotian was very excited and proud.
Having a pure-blooded divine beast, the Fire Qilin, as a mount is a treatment only afforded to the ancient Heavenly Emperor!
"What?! The Burning Sky Demon Emperor has become Brother Ling's mount? That's amazing! Brother Ling, I admire you so much. You will definitely be the chosen one in this Heavenly Chosen Conference. I think even the heir of the War God Temple and the Buddha's son Kasyapa are no match for Brother Ling!"
Ma Junjie also said with admiration and excitement.
"What is there to be proud of? Ziwei Xingzi is just a person who has gained fame in vain, and Burning Sky Demon Emperor is a waste who fell from the Azure Cloud Ranking. How can they compare to my senior brother? With Ling Xiao's strength, I'm afraid he can't even get through three moves in the hands of my senior brother!"
Suddenly, a shrill voice was heard.
"who?!"
Xiong Xiaohei, Hu Zi and Ma Junjie were all furious. They turned around and were stunned.
Duan Wuji from Kunlun Mountain, protected by a group of disciples wearing purple robes and carrying long swords, slowly walked towards Ling Xiao.
Duan Wuji was dressed in a purple robe, had a slender figure, loose black hair, and an extremely handsome face. He held a Liquan divine spear in his hand, and exuded an extremely powerful aura.
There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Although he looked gentle, there was a kind of arrogance in his bones.
"I was wondering who was talking nonsense here, but it turned out to be Duan Wuji who was beaten to a pulp by the Green Emperor? The Green Emperor and my cousin are good friends, and they both said that my cousin's strength is not weaker than his. You can't even beat the Green Emperor, so what qualifications do you have to be so arrogant here?"
Long Aotian glanced at Duan Wuji and sneered.
"Little brat, are you looking for death? I don't want to argue with you, but do you believe I can kill you?"
Beside Duan Wuji, the half-step supreme disciple from Kunlun Mountain walked out and pointed at Long Aotian and said coldly.
"Looking for death?! Hahaha... Are you talking about me? How about we have a sparring match? As long as you can take my punch, I'll do whatever you ask me to do, how about that?"
Long Aotian suddenly laughed, and his laughter was very hearty. He finally saw someone who was not afraid of death coming out to challenge him. He was eager to try.
(End of this chapter)