Chapter 12849 Killing 3 Bishops

Chapter 12849 Killing the Three Bishops

Ling Xiao steadied himself in the air, turned around, and faced the Third Bishop of the Southern Region Holy Church. A hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes, but more of it was calmness and determination.

"What do you want to talk to me about, senior?" Ling Xiao asked with a slight bow and a faint smile on his face.

The Third Bishop had a stern look on his face, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He said in a cold voice: "You know exactly why I am looking for you. You killed thousands of disciples in my temple, and you want to leave so easily?" His voice was full of anger and resentment, as if he wanted to devour Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, then said calmly: "This is strange. When I left, they were still fine. Now that so many of them have died, how can you blame me? Senior, there is no need to beat around the bush. Just tell me what you want to do. There is no outsider here."

His voice was calm and firm, revealing an unyielding temperament.

The third bishop sneered and glanced back and forth at Ling Xiao, as if he wanted to see through him.

He said slowly: "You are quite calm, kid. But do you think you can escape from my grasp like this? As long as you hand over the treasure you got from the Tianhuo Secret Realm, I can spare your life." His words were full of greed and threats, as if Ling Xiao had become his prey.

"Treasure? What treasure? I have never seen any treasure before?" Ling Xiao frowned in confusion. Looking at the greedy three bishops in front of him, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "This so-called treasure is probably just a lie made up by you disciples of the Holy Hall to shirk your responsibilities."

"Were you deceived by your disciples?" Ling Xiao deliberately tested him, wanting to see the reaction of the Third Bishop.

The Third Bishop's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "You have no say. Bring your storage ring here for me to check." His tone was full of unquestionable majesty, as if Ling Xiao would be severely punished if he disobeyed.

However, Ling Xiao was not someone who would give in easily. He smiled and shook his head, refusing, "That won't work. I have personal belongings in my storage ring, and they are very important. How can I let you check them casually?" Although his tone was calm, the firmness in it could not be ignored.

Although most of Ling Xiao's valuable items were placed in the magic needle space and the mountain and river world of Tyrant Martial Soul, the items in the storage ring were not as precious as those two places, but there were still many good things. This old man was greedy at first glance. If he really took them, wouldn't he steal them all?

Ling Xiao would not easily expose his property to such risks.

"I'll ask you again, please reorganize your words. Are you going to give it to me or not?" The Third Bishop's voice echoed in the air, full of unquestionable threats. His eyes were like a cold sword, piercing Ling Xiao's heart.

Facing this strong sense of oppression, Ling Xiao's mouth curled up into a cynical smile. He looked up at the Third Bishop and said with a bit of provocation: "For you... sister!"

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly condensed in the air. Then, a black-armored demon puppet appeared out of thin air, as if summoned from nothingness. It stood in front of Ling Xiao, holding a huge black knife in its hand, flashing a cold light.

The Third Bishop was obviously shocked by this scene. He obviously did not expect Ling Xiao to dare to attack him. However, he was the Third Bishop of the Southern Region Holy Church after all, and possessed extremely high strength and majesty. Therefore, he quickly regained his composure, revealing a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He sneered, "Do you think an attack of this level can hurt me? How naive." His voice was full of confidence, as if he had already seen the outcome of Ling Xiao's failure.

However, the next scene surprised him. The huge black knife slashed towards his waist like lightning, so fast that it was difficult for him to react. He only felt a huge force coming, and his body was involuntarily cut in half.

At this moment, the Third Bishop's face turned extremely pale. He could never have imagined that he would be defeated by Ling Xiao, a seemingly weak young man. His eyes were filled with shock and unwillingness, but everything was irreversible.

"you……"

The Third Bishop's voice was filled with astonishment and confusion. He stared blankly at his body, which was being corroded and gradually separated by the black demonic energy, as if time had stopped at this moment. His face, which was once full of majesty and confidence, was now filled with disbelief and fear.

He, the Third Bishop of the Southern Region Holy Church, was caught off guard and easily cut off by Ling Xiao's attack? How is this possible? His eyes were full of confusion and unwillingness, as if he was still trying to understand this sudden change.

"Huh? What's going on?" He was full of doubts, but Ling Xiao didn't give him any time to think.

"Goodbye... No, goodbye forever, old man!" Ling Xiao's voice revealed a hint of coldness, and there was no mercy in his eyes. The Black Tortoise Demon Puppet disappeared without a trace under his summons, and the bodies of the three bishops began to fall apart rapidly under the erosion of the demonic energy.

That knife was no ordinary slash, it contained the most powerful demonic energy in the body of the Black Tortoise Demon Puppet. These demonic energies gathered on the blade into a destructive force, directly invading the body of the Third Bishop, corroding his flesh, bones and even soul one by one.

"no no--"

The Third Bishop gradually vanished amidst the desperate exclamations, his voice becoming weaker and weaker until he completely disappeared into the air. His body was completely devoured by the evil spirit, leaving only a storage ring floating in the air with a faint glow.

This storage ring was once a symbol of the Triarch's identity, but now it has become a witness to his tragic end.

Ling Xiao's eyes were as sharp as torches. As he raised his hand, an invisible force enveloped the storage ring floating in the air and pulled it steadily into his hand.

He held the storage ring tightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Old bastard, you wasted a piece of my precious basalt crystal. I hope there will be something good in your storage ring that is worth my while to make up for my loss."

Just now, he used the Black Tortoise Demon Puppet without hesitation. It was not a rash decision. At the moment of the battle, he clearly analyzed the situation and knew that his other means would not be able to kill the three bishops of the Southern Domain Holy Church in a short time.

He understood that if he let this old guy escape, it would lead to countless troubles and revenge.

Therefore, he made a decisive decision to use the Xuanwu Demon Puppet as his trump card. The appearance of the Xuanwu Demon Puppet was like a flash of lightning in the darkness, instantly tearing the air apart and slashing towards the three bishops with the power of destroying the world.

At that moment, he felt the terrifying power of the Black Tortoise Demon Puppet, and couldn't help but marvel at its powerful might.