Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao's tone was full of disdain and ridicule for the Northern Xinjiang Temple, as if those powerful men who were once aloof were nothing more than a group of ants in his eyes.

As Ling Xiao's laughter rang out, his figure suddenly became blurry, as if he had merged into the world. Immediately afterwards, his figure quickly disappeared like a bolt of lightning, leaving only a faint afterimage echoing in the air.

The four chief priests looked at the direction where Ling Xiao disappeared, with complicated expressions in their eyes. He knew that Ling Xiao's strength could not be underestimated, and the calmness and confidence shown by the other party made him feel a little uneasy.

However, what the four chief priests didn't know was that the reason why Ling Xiao chose to leave was not because he was afraid of his threat, but because he really couldn't hold on any longer. Although this Heavenly Soul Avatar in its high combat power form is extremely powerful, the amount of soul power it consumes is also extremely terrifying.

Ling Xiao could feel that his soul power was rapidly passing away. If he continued to maintain this state, he might not be able to support it for long.

Luanmo City, this city that was once chaotic and filled with demonic aura, now presents an orderly and vibrant scene.

As Long Yingtian, Cheng Shifei and other powerful men successfully dealt with the threat to the Holy Church of Zhenmo Mansion and returned safely, the atmosphere in the entire Luanmo City became more high-spirited and united.

Hun Yu, the strongest person in the Demon-Suppressing Mansion at present, has also ended his journey home. With his longing for the future of his family and concern for the current situation of Luan Demon City, he has returned to this land full of A land of challenges and opportunities.

His return has undoubtedly added new strength and hope to Luanmo City.

In the core area of ​​Luanmo City, a group of high-level officials were sitting together, with solemn expressions and firm eyes, obviously discussing the next battle plan.

These high-level officials include not only local powerhouses from Chaos Demon City such as Long Yingtian and Cheng Shifei, but also heavyweights from the Soul Clan such as Hun Huan and the Heavenly Soul Saint. Their presence undoubtedly gave this meeting more weight and decision-making power.

Hun Yu's voice rang out in the meeting, with a hint of emotion and worry: "I went back home and heard from my father that this time, except for its Holy Master, all the masters in Zhenhun Mansion Holy Church are there.

The more than 80 large and small forces in Zhenhun Palace also came out in full force, vowing to fight us to the death. However, this is not what makes us despair the most. The most desperate thing is that even the mysterious and powerful Zhenling Mansion has sent people to participate in this battle..."

His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a huge force, hitting the hearts of everyone present.

They knew very well that the alliance between Zhenling Palace and Zhenling Palace would undoubtedly make this battle more difficult and cruel. But even so, there was no flinch or fear in their eyes, but instead strengthened their determination and belief in fighting to the end.

Hearing this, many people couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, as if a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts and instantly spread throughout their bodies. Their faces were full of shock and confusion, as if they had heard incredible news.

"Zhenling Mansion is not bordered by my Demon Suppression Mansion at all, so why do we have to wade into this muddy water?" Wang Zhenshou's voice trembled slightly. Obviously, this news was also a huge blow to him. He frowned, his eyes full of confusion and anger, as if he wanted to find out the reason behind all this.

"It is said that this is an order from a higher level in the temple." Long Yingtian gritted his teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

His eyes shone with determination and unyielding, as if he would never give up easily, no matter how difficult it was.

Everyone fell silent, and the whole room fell into a deathly silence.

They all know what this news means. Zhenling Mansion Holy Church, the existence that is more terrifying than Zhenling Mansion Holy Church, actually joined this fight. This means that they will face more powerful enemies and more difficult battles.

The Soul-Suppressing Mansion Holy Church already has at least four experts at the peak of the Ningzhen Realm, so what about the Soul-Suppressing Mansion Holy Church? There will only be more and stronger.

In addition to those big forces and big sects, each of them has at least one high-level powerhouse in the Ningzhen Realm. Such power is almost an impossible nightmare for the Demon Suppression Mansion.

Everyone's faces showed solemn and worried looks, and their hearts were full of uneasiness and fear.

They know that the next battle will be extremely difficult and may even cost their lives. This kind of pressure makes them feel a little unsure, as if they may collapse at any time.

At this moment, a slightly hesitant but firm voice suddenly came from outside. The voice seemed to penetrate the thick wall and hit everyone's heart: "Do we have any other choice?" In these short words, , containing endless helplessness and determination.

Everyone's eyes turned to the ajar door invariably, as if expecting something and fearing something. The wind outside the door blew gently, causing the door curtain to sway slightly, and also brought an unknown chill.

At this moment, Ling Xiao slowly walked in. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to step on everyone's hearts. His face was solemn and his eyes were shining with unyielding light, as if he was ready to face any challenge.

He looked around at the people in the room and said in a low and firm voice: "For us, there is no choice! So, all we can do is work hard and work to death. As for other things... we are going to die anyway, but before we die, we must drag others with us, the more the better!"

Ling Xiao's words were full of determination and ruthlessness, as if he wanted to pour out all his unwillingness and anger. There was a crazy light flashing in his eyes, which was a struggle against fate and a challenge to power.

He continued: "One is enough, two is a profit. If we can win in the end, it will be the best. Even if we can't win, we must let the Holy Hall know that the warriors of this Bai Ze Continent are not something they can control just because they want to control them!"

Ling Xiao's words were like a sharp sword, piercing the dullness and depression in the room. Every word he said was full of power, as if to ignite the fire in everyone's hearts, let them ignite their desire for victory and yearning for freedom.

Everyone's face showed a complex expression, with shock, admiration, and a trace of uneasiness. But they knew that Ling Xiao was right. They have no way out, they can only move forward bravely, for survival, for dignity, for the land they love deeply.

"Yes!" Long Yingtian's voice was sonorous and powerful, and the corners of his mouth curved up, a smile mixed with determination and confidence.