Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Long Yingtian frowned upon hearing this, his eyes were deep and complicated. He was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing something, but in the end he could only shake his head helplessly without giving a clear answer.

The Holy Hall, a name that once frightened countless people, now seems calm on the surface, but who can guarantee that they will not stir up trouble in secret and instigate other forces to cause trouble for the Demon Suppression Mansion?

After all, in this world where the strong are respected, interests are paramount, and the rich resources and strong strength of the Demon Suppression Mansion are undoubtedly a tempting piece of fat.

"After all, in the Soul Suppression Mansion, powerful forces are everywhere." Long Yingtian sighed in his heart. He knew that if he wanted to gain a foothold in this land, he must have enough strength and wisdom. And the Holy Hall is undoubtedly an existence that cannot be ignored.

However, in the face of such a dilemma, Long Yingtian did not choose to retreat.

He gritted his teeth, and a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes: "In any case, be prepared. Now that the Holy Lord of the Demon-Suppressing Palace is dead, this is the perfect opportunity for us to take over the Demon-Suppressing Palace. As long as we can take this opportunity to turn the Demon-Suppressing Palace into our own private land, the road ahead will be much smoother."

At this point, Long Yingtian's tone became firm and powerful. He knew that if he wanted to compete with a behemoth like the Soul-Suppressing Palace, he must have a solid foundation and strong strength.

And this internal strife has already cost them a painful price. Therefore, in the days to come, they must be more united and more united to jointly resist external threats.

In the next war, the Demon-Suppressing Palace must be united from top to bottom, which is like a rock in Long Yingtian's heart, unshakable. He knew that only internal unity and harmony could provide the most solid backing for the upcoming battle.

Soon after, Long Yingtian's eyes pierced through the people present like a sharp sword, shooting directly at those who had stabbed him in the back. His voice was deep and powerful: "Now, it's time to deal with our internal problems. We can't let these internal termites continue to erode our foundation."

Hun Huan also nodded, his face solemn. Compared with the internal conflicts of the Demon Suppression Mansion, the problems of the Soul Clan are undoubtedly more serious. The ruthlessness of those rebels is simply outrageous. In comparison, the disputes within the Demon Suppression Mansion are more like a show, and have not really touched the situation of life and death.

The rebels of the Soul Clan were killed directly. Hun Huan's face was extremely gloomy. He knew that he had to deal with these things seriously, otherwise the Soul Clan would never have peace.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the sky, and then Ling Xiao's figure fell from the sky like a meteor and fell to the ground. This scene came suddenly, shocking everyone.

"Ling Xiao!" Long Yingtian was the first to react. He screamed and rushed forward to check Ling Xiao's injuries.

"Boy, how are you?" Cheng Shifei also rushed forward, his eyes full of concern and anxiety.

"Brother Ling!" Xiao Lianzhu also rushed over, her voice was crying, obviously frightened by this scene.

"Big brother!" Long Chen also flew over.

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A group of people rushed over regardless of everything, their faces full of anxiety and worry. Whether they are willing to admit it or not, Ling Xiao is the key to victory in this battle. Without him, they might have died here today and become another ghost on this battlefield.

Surrounded by the crowd, Ling Xiao slowly spoke, with a hint of imperceptible fatigue in his voice: "It's okay, I'm just too tired and want to sleep." A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was comforting everyone, and as if he was telling himself that it was all over.

Then, Ling Xiao's head drooped slightly, his eyelids slowly closed, and he fell asleep deeply. His snoring was like thunder, resounding in this battlefield that was once full of gunpowder, but unexpectedly brought a sense of peace and relaxation to everyone.

Everyone looked at each other, and the tension and heaviness in their eyes seemed to be diluted at this moment. They all smiled, which was a kind of relief for surviving the disaster, and also a sincere admiration and gratitude for Ling Xiao.

However, at the same time, inside the Zhenhun Palace Holy Hall, the atmosphere was extremely dead. An old man stood there quietly, his voice was cold and murderous, although there was no expression on his face, but everyone could feel the unspeakable anger from his words.

"The third chief priest failed and lost his life." Every word of the old man seemed to be squeezed out from the teeth, full of grief for failure and mourning for the deceased.

He was the chief priest of the Zhenhun Palace Holy Hall, a person who held great power but also shouldered heavy responsibilities. There was a complex light flashing in his eyes, both regret for the third chief priest and worry about the future.

"I didn't expect that the Demon Soul King was just a clone, but it was so terrifying." The second chief priest of the temple, an old man with a vicissitudes of life, shook his head slowly, with a tone of disbelief and deep worry.

His eyes were deep, as if he could penetrate time and space, and see the endless threats brought by the terrifying Demon Soul King clone.

"We miscalculated. Although we knew that there was a terrifying strong man behind Ling Xiao, we never expected that the strong man was the Demon Soul King."

Hearing this, the chief priest frowned. After pondering for a moment, his voice was low and firm: "The Demon Soul King, the name that once made the entire continent tremble, has indeed been sealed. According to common sense, it is impossible for him to appear. Here. Although the clone is powerful, its energy will not last long, so we don’t need to take it too seriously. However, this does not mean that we can take it lightly.

He paused, glanced at everyone present, and continued: "The biggest trouble we have to face is still Long Yingtian, Master Lu and Hun Yu. Especially Hun Yu, her strength this time is only She has exerted less than 10% of her power. If she is allowed to fully recover, her power will be no less powerful than our four chief priests. Such an existence will undoubtedly be a huge threat to our plan. "

At this point, the chief priest's tone became extremely serious: "Therefore, we must find a way to get rid of this soul rain first. Her existence has become a stumbling block on our way forward and must be removed as soon as possible. "

Hearing this, everyone nodded, with looks of approval on their faces, and they uttered two words in unison: "Reasonable!" Their eyes flashed with recognition and awe of the chief priest's decision, as if at this moment, the chief priest His wisdom and determination have become the most solid backing in their hearts.