Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The Holy Sword Knights looked at each other, with a firm light in their eyes, as if saying: "This kid is cunning, but we can't be fooled by his cleverness, we must be careful."

The six people quickly adjusted their formation and surrounded Ling Xiao. Their steps were steady and their eyes were cold, as if six unshakable mountains trapped Ling Xiao firmly in the middle. The tacit understanding and cooperation between them made people sigh at the strength and unity of the Holy Sword Knights.

"What's the matter with you bullying the little friends? I, the old man, will play with you." An old and deep voice suddenly sounded in the empty forest, with a bit of teasing and majesty.

This voice seemed to have crossed the barriers of time and space, and hit the hearts of every Holy Sword Knight, making them stop involuntarily and look in the direction of the sound.

Just when Ling Xiao was anxious and thinking hard about how to deal with the siege of the six holy sword knights, there was a roar in the sky, and then a huge mechanical bird slowly landed in front of everyone like a giant beast descending from the sky.

The mechanical bird had a strange shape, with its wings spread, as if it could take off at any time and soar above the nine heavens.

Standing on the mechanical bird was the legendary Master Lu. He was dressed in a green shirt, with white hair and beard, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, revealing an extraordinary temperament. His appearance made everyone present feel an invisible pressure, as if even the air became heavy.

"Master Lu, you came at the right time!" Seeing this, Long Yingtian couldn't help but feel happy. He had heard Master Lu mention that he was going to the Soul Clan to deal with some affairs, and then there was no news. He didn't expect that he would suddenly appear at this moment today, as if he was a divine soldier sent from heaven to solve his urgent needs.

Master Lu smiled slightly, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally stopped at Ling Xiao, with a flash of approval in his eyes. He spoke slowly, his voice gentle and powerful: "Not only me, but also her." As he said that, he pointed to a person standing behind him.

It was a woman, she was wearing a black gauze skirt, the hem of the skirt swaying gently in the wind, like an orchid in the night, exuding a mysterious and charming atmosphere.

She wore a white veil on her face, covering most of her face, revealing only a pair of eyes as bright as stars, flashing wisdom and cunning light.

Her appearance made everyone present feel an indescribable surprise and curiosity, as if she was an elf from another world, carrying endless secrets and temptations.

"Soul Rain!" When this name echoed in the forest, an indescribable shock and surprise spread in everyone's heart.

At this time, the people of the Soul Clan had recognized the identity of this mysterious woman. She was the key figure who helped Cheng Shifei, Long Yingtian and others escape from the Soul Clan in the past-Soul Rain.

She is another bloodline of the Soul Clan, a branch that has never betrayed the Demon Sect and has always adhered to its own beliefs.

This Hunyu was once regarded as a traitor by the Soul Clan and imprisoned in the dark Soul Prison, suffering torture and suffering.

However, at this moment, she stood in front of the world again like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, and was rescued by Master Lu, a highly respected and powerful person in the Demon Suppression Mansion. This scene undoubtedly made everyone present feel deeply shocked and puzzled.

Hunyu's eyes lightly swept across Hunhuan, a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, with a bit of indifference and alienation.

She spoke slowly, her voice flowing through everyone's heart like a spring: "Now you understand what the Holy Hall is. Although the Demon Sect cannot be said to be perfect, at least, the Demon Sect will not aim to drain the spiritual energy of Bai Ze Continent.

And the Holy Hall you once joined is doing this. They want to push the entire Bai Ze Continent into the abyss of destruction, turning this continent that was once full of vitality and vigor into a dead wasteland."

Her voice was full of hatred for the Holy Hall and loyalty to the Demon Sect, and every word hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

Her eyes revealed a kind of determination and firmness, as if telling everyone that she would never allow the conspiracy of the Holy Hall to succeed, and she would use her own way to protect this land she loved deeply.

Hun Huan slowly lowered his head, his eyes flashing with complex emotions.

The current situation made it impossible for him to refute Hun Yu's words, because he knew in his heart that every word Hun Yu said was true. The reason why he was determined to rebel against the Holy Temple was because he accidentally learned about the Holy Temple's ultimate goal - a chilling plan.

That plan was to extract the spiritual energy and resources of the entire Bai Ze continent, so that this once vibrant continent would completely lose its vitality and turn into a dead wasteland.

Once this plan is implemented, all living beings on the Bai Ze continent will face a catastrophe, their homes will no longer exist, and their future will be completely destroyed.

The reason why the Holy Temple pursued this goal so desperately was because they believed that only in this way could they be rewarded and recognized by outsiders.

Those outsiders came from another distant and mysterious continent, and they possessed power and wisdom beyond this world. The Holy Temple longed for their favor and protection, and longed to go to that legendary continent to live and enjoy the endless resources and glory there.

Thinking of this, Hun Huan could not help but feel a deep sorrow and anger in his heart. He felt ashamed for blindly following the Holy Hall, and was even more worried about the future of Bai Ze Continent.

He knew that he had to stand up and use his own strength to stop the conspiracy of the Holy Hall and protect the land he loved and the creatures on it.

"I almost forgot about you, the fish that slipped through the net..." The third chief priest looked at Master Lu coldly, his eyes seemed to contain a thousand years of ice, without any temperature, his voice was low and powerful, and every word pierced into people's hearts like a needle.

"You were selfless before, why are you going to be an enemy of our Holy Hall now? You should understand the consequences of fighting against the Holy Hall?"

Even with the arrival of Master Lu and Hun Yu, two powerful masters with unfathomable strength on the continent, the third chief priest's eyes were still as calm as a bottomless lake, but under that calmness, there was a little more subtle murderous intent, like a beast hidden in the abyss, which could erupt at any time.

He stood there, his figure erect, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, and he seemed to be surrounded by an invisible majesty and power, which made people involuntarily feel awe.

Even these powerful men with great reputations on the continent seemed insignificant in front of him, as if they were just a grain of sand in the dust, insignificant and not worth mentioning.