Chapter 10477 How to get the Heart of the Evil God?
Eighteen Big Macs, at least sixteen came.
Among them, three of the five emperor sects came, leaving the Temple of All Things and the Temple of Astronomy.
It has to be said that the geniuses of the five emperor sects are more powerful than the thirteen kings sects in terms of number and quality.
Among the sects of the Thirteen Kings, some sects are extremely poor. Compared with the number one Taiji sect, they are far behind. There are only one or two people who are at the level of sons and goddesses of gods. The others cannot reach the level of sons and goddesses of gods at all.
level.
"The top one, I heard that your Taiji sect selected a young sect leader some time ago?"
Suddenly, a voice came from the Lingshan Temple, which was very harsh: "Aren't you the first son of God? How could you lose? You are such a loser!"
Ling Xiao took a quick look and saw that this man had a vertical eye between his eyebrows. Like the other disciples of Lingshan Temple, they all had bald heads.
"Yang Sanyan! You fart!" The First God Son immediately became angry. Although it was true that he lost to Ling Xiao, it was unacceptable for others to call him a waste.
"Why did I fart? Isn't that true? I heard that you were defeated by a disciple who has been in the profession for less than five years. Why do you say you are not a waste? You are a coward, and you are afraid of others telling you?" Yang Sanyan sarcastically said
road.
"Hahaha, Yang Sanyan said it right, Tai Chi Sect is full of rubbish!"
"That's right, a group of sons and goddesses actually lost to a new disciple and gave up the position of young sect leader. They are simply trash among trash!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
People from the Giant Spirit Temple and the Martial Emperor Temple also started making noises.
The First God Son wanted to argue, but he didn't know how to say it. In fact, he was defeated, which made him hate Ling Xiao even more, because he felt that Ling Xiao had embarrassed him.
"If he is a waste, then the sons and goddesses of your three families are even more waste!" Ling Xiao said lightly.
He was not doing this for the sake of the First God Son, but for the dignity of Tai Chi Sect. The other party not only scolded the First God Son, but also scolded all of them. That was not okay.
"What did you say!"
Yang Sanyan roared angrily.
"Are you deaf? In the world of gods, I killed Wuhua from Lingshan Temple and Wushentong from Wuhuang Temple. I didn't kill those from Giant Spirit Temple, but they were scared to death by me. At that time, I,
It's far worse than me when I faced off against the strongest one. Your son and goddess are nothing but trash." Ling Xiao said sarcastically.
"you!"
This time, it was the turn of Yang Sanyan and others to be defeated. No matter whether Wuhua and Wushentong were strong or not, they were undoubtedly sons and goddesses of gods. If they were killed by Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao could say that they were useless.
"Boy, Wuhua is nothing. I am much stronger than him. Even your number one son of God is not as good as me. Why are you showing off in front of me?" Yang Sanyan roared.
"Really? The strongest one has got the body of gods and demons, have you got it? No! You are a waste like you, you can't even use the body of gods and demons, how dare you compete with the strongest one? It's really ridiculous."
Ling Xiao continued to be sarcastic.
"Believe it or not, I will kill you right now!" Yang Sanyan was so angry that he wanted to ridicule others, but instead he was ridiculed by others.
"You can try to see how a loser like you will die miserably!" Ling Xiao looked at Yang San coldly and said.
"Haha, you are really crazy. A mere young master of the Taiji Sect dares to be so arrogant in front of us!" Suddenly, a man next to Yang Sanyan sneered.
"The divine son of the emperor?" Ling Xiao looked at this man, who also had a bald head, was dressed in white, and had rosary beads hanging around his neck. He looked gentle, but he was somewhat similar to Wu Hua: "You and Wu Hua
What does the flower have to do with it?”
"Wuhua is my younger brother!" The man glanced at Ling Xiao lightly and said, "My name is Wuye!"
"Unemployed? You don't have to tell me that you are unemployed. I can't find a job for you." This was the first time Ling Xiao met the Son of God.
The ones I encountered before were only the Son of God of Kings. The Son of God of Emperor is much more powerful than the Son of God of King.
"Don't interrupt there. Remember, I have not forgotten Wuhua's death. This time, you kid, please be happy." Wuye said coldly.
"Haha, you are the only one who wants to kill me? You are a bunch of losers, don't be killed like your younger brother. They are all just talkative." Ling Xiao said disdainfully.
Wuye's face looked ugly, but he didn't say anything else. He had already made up his mind to take Ling Xiao's life. No matter what Ling Xiao said, it would be the same, so there was no need to argue with Ling Xiao. The key point was that he couldn't fight.
"Is it really you who killed Wu Shentong?" Suddenly, in the Temple of Emperor Wu, a son of the emperor also spoke.
"He is the cousin of Wu Shentong, the emperor's son of the Emperor Wu Temple, Wu Shentong. Although he is not a biological brother, but since you killed Wu Shentong, I think he will not let you go. The sword in this man's hand,
Extremely powerful." Yin Wujiao introduced it to Ling Xiao.
"I'm really popular." Ling Xiao smiled. This Martial God Sword did not put his sword in the storage ring, but carried it behind him. Through the scabbard, he could feel the force coming from him.
The terrifying pressure of the sword itself: "Okay, I'll take it all, and whoever has the guts will come and kill me, but I'm afraid that some sects will lose their divine son of the emperor from now on!" M.
"The tone is quite loud!"
A cold voice sounded, coming from the Giant Spirit Temple, a nine-meter-tall giant. He looked down at Ling Xiao and said coldly: "I heard that you have awakened the Giant Spirit Divine Body. I would like to test its power."
"That guy's name is Big Mac, the divine son of the Emperor of the Giant Spirit Temple. He is very terrifying." Yin Wujiao introduced to Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao smiled and said: "If you come to me, I am sure you will find me, but I am afraid that what you find will be death."
The stronger the enemy, the more excited he becomes. What's more, this kind of strength is not the kind of despair, but the strength of contemporary warriors, which can be used as a stepping stone for him to hone his skills.
Just when Big Mac was about to say something, people from the Temple of All Things and the Temple of Astronomy had already arrived.
Ling Xiao saw Xue Xue and Yao Xiang in the crowd.
Today's Xue Xue is no longer what he used to be. Judging from his cultivation level, he should at least be at the limit of a minor god. Moreover, he has obviously practiced the Emperor's Shinto technique. Now, the King's Shinto has been promoted to the Emperor's Shinto.
The fragrance of the medicine is a little worse, but he is already a ninth-level minor god, and he has also practiced the Emperor's Shinto technique.
It seems that the Temple of All Things and the Temple of Astronomy have trained these two people as their successors.
They definitely deserve such treatment.
However, Ling Xiao was a little envious. This was the scary thing about the Emperor's Sect. They had the Emperor's Shinto Kung Fu. Although it was not easy to practice it successfully, as long as they had it, some people would be able to practice it successfully.