Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 10482 God Son of the Emperor
Eighteen Big Macs, at least sixteen came.

Among them, three of the five emperor sects came, leaving the Temple of Myriad Things and the Temple of Astronomy.

It has to be said that the Tianjiao of the five great emperor sects are more powerful than the thirteen king sects, both in terms of number and quality.

Among the sects of the thirteen kings, some sects are extremely shabby. Compared with the number one Taiji sect, they are far behind. There are only one or two people who are at the level of gods and goddesses. Others cannot reach the level of gods and goddesses level.

"Number one, I heard that your Tai Chi Sect selected the Young Sect Master some time ago?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the Lingshan Temple, very ear-piercing: "Aren't you the number one son of God? How could you lose, what a waste!"

Ling Xiao glanced lightly, this person had a vertical eye between his eyebrows, and 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 is true that he lost to Ling Xiao, it is absolutely unacceptable for others to call him a waste.

"Why did I fart? Isn't that the truth? I heard that you were defeated by a disciple who had been in the door for less than five years. What do you mean you are not a waste? You are useless, and you are afraid of being told?" Yang San said sarcastically. road.

"Hahaha, what Yang Sanyan said is right, the Tai Chi Sect is trash!"

"That's right, a group of gods and goddesses actually lost out to a new disciple who had just started, and handed over the position of the young sect master. They are simply wastes among wastes!"

"Hahahaha!"

People from the Giant Spirit Temple and the Martial Emperor Temple also booed.

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 made him lose face.

"If he is a waste, then the sons and goddesses of your three families are even more wastes!" Ling Xiao said lightly.

He didn't do it for the sake of the number one god child, but for the dignity of the Taiji sect. The other party didn't just scold the number one god son, but scolded them all, that wouldn't work.

"What did you say!"

Yang Sanyan roared angrily.

"Are you deaf? I slaughtered Wuhua from Lingshan Temple and Martial Arts from Wuhuang Temple in the world of gods, but I didn't kill the one from Giant Spirit Temple, but I was scared to death. At that time, I, It's not as good as me when I was fighting against the number one, your god son and goddess, what is it if it's not a waste?" Ling Xiao sarcastically said.

"you!"

This time, it was the turn of Yang Sanyan and the others to suffer. Regardless of whether Wuhua and Martial Arts were strong or not, they were undoubtedly the sons and goddesses of God. If they were killed by Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao could say that they were trash.

"Boy, what is Wuhua? I'm much better than him. Even if you are the number one son of God, you are not as good as me. What are you showing off in front of me?" Yang Sanyan roared angrily.

"Really? The number one has got the body of the god and demon, have you got it? No! You are such a waste, you can't even use the body of the god and demon, how dare you compare with the number one? It's ridiculous." Ling Xiao continued to sarcastically.

"Believe it or not, I will kill you right now!" Yang San's eyes were really angry, and he wanted to satirize others, but he was ridiculed by others instead.

"You can try, how a waste like you will die tragically!" Ling Xiao looked at Yang San coldly and said.

"Hehe, it's really crazy, a mere young sect master of the Tai Chi sect dares to be rampant in front of us!" Suddenly, a man beside Yang Sanyan sneered.

"Is the son of the emperor?" Ling Xiao looked at this man, who also had a bald head, was dressed in white, and had a rosary hanging around his neck. What does it matter?"

"Wuhua is my younger brother!" The man glanced at Ling Xiao lightly and said, "My name is Wuye!"

"Unemployed? You don't need 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 the Emperor.

The ones I encountered before were all just the God Son of the King, and the God Son of the Emperor is much stronger than the God Son of the King.

"Don't interrupt there, you remember, Wuhua's death, I have not forgotten, you boy, this time, please ask for blessings." Wuye said coldly.

"Hehe, just because of you, you want to kill me? A bunch of trash, don't be killed like your younger brother, it's just a lip service." Ling Xiao said disdainfully.

Wuye's face was 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. Therefore, there was no need to quarrel with Ling Xiao, and the key point was that he couldn't fight.

"Wu Shentong is really the one who killed you?" Suddenly, in the Martial Emperor Temple, a god son of the emperor also spoke.

"He is Wu Shenjian, the emperor's god son of the Martial Emperor Temple, the cousin of Wu Shentong, although he is not a real brother, but since you killed Wu Shentong, he will not let you go, the sword in this person's hand, Incomparably powerful." Yin Wujiao introduced to Ling Xiao.

"I'm really welcome." Ling Xiao smiled. This Valkyrie sword did not put his sword in the storage ring, but carried it behind him. Through the scabbard, he could feel the sword from the sword. The terrifying pressure of the sword itself: "Okay, I'll take it all, whoever has the seeds, come and kill me, but I'm afraid that some sects will lose their emperor's god son from now on!"

"The tone is quite loud!"

A cold voice came from the Giant Spirit Temple, a nine-meter-tall giant who looked down at Ling Xiao and said coldly: "I heard that you have awakened the giant spirit body. I want to try its power."

"That guy's name is Jumbo, the son of the emperor of the Giant Spirit Temple, and he is very terrifying." Yin Wujiao introduced to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "If you come to me, I'm sure you found it, but I'm afraid that what you found was death."

The stronger the enemy, the more excited he is, what's more, this kind of strength is not the kind of hopeless strength, but the strength of the contemporary warriors, which can be used as a stepping stone for him to sharpen his skills.

Just as Big Mac was about to say something, the people from the Temple of Everything 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 it used to be. Judging by his cultivation, he should at least be at the limit of a small god. Moreover, he has obviously cultivated the Emperor's Divine Dao skills. Now, the King's Divine Dao has been promoted to the Emperor's Divine Dao.

Yaoxiang is a little bit worse, but he is already a ninth-level deity, and he has also practiced the Emperor's Divine Dao technique.

It seems that the Temple of All Things and the Temple of Astronomy have trained these two as their heirs.

They definitely deserve that too.

However, Ling Xiao is a little envious. This is the scary thing about the Emperor's Sect. They have the Emperor's Divine Dao skills. Although it is not easy to practice successfully, as long as they have it, someone can practice successfully.

(End of this chapter)