Chapter 819

Lingxiao and the wicked Taoist returned to the demon city.

In the demon city, Lingxiao saw yuechongshan and Maha.

It turned out that Ganoderma lucidum took refuge in the God of war hall. The old goat had sent someone to inform the two tribes. Yuechongshan and Maha were shocked.

But when they saw the token of Ganoderma lucidum God general among the treasures of Ganoderma lucidum, they were all silent.

"Unexpectedly, sister Ganoderma lucidum took refuge in the God of war hall! Doesn't she know that the God of war hall is just a group of shameless thieves? Is it right for her to do so, Lord lingzun and Lord Zhanshen?"

Yue Chongshan seemed a few years old and sighed.

He had the best relationship with Ganoderma lucidum on weekdays. He always took care of Ganoderma lucidum as a sister, but he didn't expect that Ganoderma lucidum would be the Ganoderma lucidum General of the God of war hall, and even didn't hesitate to layout to kill Lingxiao.

The first holy Son and Nan Tianfang have explained that they have taken refuge in the descendants of the God of war hall and besieged the three people of dragon zhantian, hoping to lead Lingxiao out and destroy them.

As a result, stealing chickens did not erode rice, but became prisoners.

"Amitabha, there is no way! After all, millions of years have passed, and everything can happen. Unexpectedly, the tentacles of the God of war hall have extended to our four tribes! It seems that we are really going to meet the God of war hall for a while this time!"

Maha's eyes also showed a trace of essence.

He looks like an ascetic monk, with an inch of head, a gray robe, a serious face, and a pious Buddha nature all over him.

Compared with Maha, those monks in Mingwang Temple seem to be external demons, and Maha is the real eminent monk.

"That's right! I have a hunch that there may be inheritors of the God of war at this heavenly election! We have to guard against it. If it weren't for the existence of the temple of years, I'm afraid the temple of war would have entered the cave of years!"

Yue Chongshan said slowly.

Finally, Yue Chongshan and Maha decided to lead the strong of the three tribes to the temple of years.

All the three demons of the demon tribe sent out, and the army headed for the temple of years.

And in order not to scare the snake, Lingxiao and Lao goat finally discussed with them and decided that the strong of the three tribes would stay outside the temple of years and act according to their circumstances.

Lingxiao, Laoshan and others entered the temple of years to participate in the heavenly election.

Click!

The void broke open. Under the leadership of the supreme five titles, he rolled up Lingxiao and others and went in the direction of the temple of years.

Three days later, they crossed millions of miles and came to the area where the temple of years was located.

The strongmen of the three tribes all hid, and only Lingxiao and old goat walked towards the temple of years.

The temple of years is located on a vast land. It is a huge bronze temple, filled with chaotic fog, bright divine light and an ancient and boundless atmosphere.

The temple of years looks like an ancient sacred mountain. It is huge and majestic. It lies dormant on the earth and emits an atmosphere that makes everyone frightened.

"Is that the temple of years?"

Lingxiao has seen more than one ancient bronze temple. Lingxiao has seen similar bronze temples in the eight wastelands and primitive ancient mines.

These bronze temples are like dust laden with countless secrets of ancient times, waiting to be explored.

"Yes, this is the temple of years, which contains the inheritance of the Red Dragon God of war! What I can't think of is that the guardian of the temple of years, that is, the general of years, should be standing with the four tribes. Why did he take refuge in the temple of war? And he will help the temple of war and hold a heavenly election every thousand years?"

The old goat looked at the temple of years in front of him and said with some doubt.

"I'm afraid only the years will know this!"

Lingxiao said slowly. He remembered that the God of years killed the God of impermanence and the God of Shura. He felt that the God of years and the God of war hall were certainly not the same people, but why they came together. Moreover, the God of war hall still trusted him so much, and Lingxiao couldn't guess the secret.

They walked slowly towards the temple of years.

When Lingxiao and others came to the temple of years, in a mysterious mountain, the descendant of the war Temple suddenly opened his eyes and showed a sharp color in his eyes.

"What a waste! The Ganoderma lucidum general can't even clean up Lingxiao. It seems that there are three other tribes behind it! Have the three tribes really found the identity of the Ganoderma lucidum general?"

The descendant of the war Temple exudes a terrible smell. There is a chaotic God in his eyes, which is mysterious and dignified.

"It seems that the situation has changed! Since the three tribes are dishonest, there is no need to exist! This day's election conference, I will come to the end and become the real inheritor of the Red Dragon God of war!"

The descendant of the war temple said to himself. With a flick of his finger, a light suddenly broke through the void and flew into an inexplicable space.

He got up slowly, and the smell of terror filled his body, making the world around him tremble violently.

Click!

The emptiness in front of me broke open in an instant, and the descendants of the war Temple stepped into it and disappeared into the mountains.

In an ancient cave, the spirit spring is gushing, the bright flowers are in full bloom, and the colored glass around is emitting gorgeous light.

In the middle of the cave, a young man in purple suddenly opened his eyes. Two purple lights pierced the void, dignified and mysterious.

"My Zixiao Wuliang Tianzun Sutra is finally complete! Qing Di, I must cut you this time!"

The young man in purple stood up. It was Duan Wuji, the eldest disciple of Kunlun mountain.

He took one step and disappeared into the cave in an instant.

Deep in the cave of years, in an ancient palace.

The palace exudes bright red clouds, surrounded by blazing flames, as if it were the place where the sun god lived, mysterious and ancient.

Zhao Ritan stood up from the throne in the palace. His golden robes were flowing with bright luster. His black hair was flying, his eyes were like electricity, and he was tall and heroic. He looked extremely perfect.

But his face was full of pride and arrogance.

"Second uncle, my sun annihilation Sutra has finally been completed. With my sun divine sword, even if I'm the six strong man in the supreme realm, I can cut it with one sword! Now can I always fight Lingxiao?"

Zhao Ritian's eyes showed a hint of desire.

"Your Sun annihilation Sutra is really strong, and with your Sun holy body, it can burst out multiple power. The sun divine sword has also recovered 50% of its power. As long as Lingxiao is still the previous cultivation, it should not be your opponent!" The second uncle said with satisfaction.