Chapter 13350: Hun Wuxu and Tianhun Saint Girl Join Forces

Chapter 13350: Hun Wuxu and Tianhun Saint Girl Join Forces
"That kid is much scarier than you think." Bai Yan continued, his tone was a little serious, "He is like a beast lurking in the dark, and has not yet revealed its true claws.

He hasn't really started yet. If you don't believe me, just open your eyes and watch. Watch while healing your wounds and wait for our people to come. Then, you will understand why I am so afraid of him."

Yin Ying's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he said in surprise: "The higher-ups... have made up their minds to get rid of the Soul Clan?" There was a slight tremor in his voice, and it was obvious that this news was undoubtedly a huge shock to him.

Bai Yan sneered, his smile was cold and resolute:
"Yes, the Soul Clan thought that the Holy Church would be unaware of the fact that they were ostensibly loyal to the Holy Church but secretly colluding with the remnants of the Demon Sect? They are so naive. Do they think that the Holy Church would sit back and watch them grow stronger and become a threat? Humph, this time, the Soul Clan must be destroyed, the treasure must be taken, and Long Yingtian must die. No one can challenge the majesty of our Holy Church."

At the end, Bai Yan's voice had become cold and firm, and his eyes flashed with an unquestionable light. His words were like an invisible shackle, locking the fate of the Soul Clan firmly on the brink of death.

A Ke and Yin Ying smiled when they heard this, a smile that was a mixture of excitement and anticipation. They knew that this time, they would participate in an unprecedented war, and their enemy was the Soul Clan that they had once feared.

"The Most High of the Holy Temple!" The three shouted in unison. The sound echoed in the night sky, as if it was a hymn to the supreme majesty of the Holy Temple, or as if it was a declaration of war for the upcoming battle.

Over there, on the battlefield, the air was filled with gunpowder smoke. The Heavenly Soul Saint turned around gently, her eyes as calm as autumn water, and swept over the Hun Wuxu who seemed to have lost his vital signs on the ground, her voice as cold as frost: "Is he dead?"

Hun Wuxu seemed to have heard the most incredible joke in the world. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a bit of self-mockery and unruliness in that smile.

"Hehe, I can't die yet, Lady Saint. Are you so impatient for me to die?" As he said that, he slowly struggled to stand up from the ground. His posture was like an immortal demon crawling out of the abyss.

Everyone looked again and saw that Hun Wuxu's originally fragmented body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. A faint light flickered at the wounds, as if some mysterious power was repairing his damaged body.

Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly became sharp, mixed with disbelief and shock. "You actually... have the power of a soul? No, that's not right, this is not the power of a soul, this body of yours is not your original body!" His words revealed his vigilance against unknown powers.

Hun Wuxu smiled gently, and that smile hid deep secrets and confidence. He took a deep breath, as if absorbing the last vitality between heaven and earth, and then slowly took out a black crystal from his arms. The crystal emitted a faint light, as if it contained endless mysteries and power.

"You finally found it." Hun Wuxu whispered, with a hint of relief and pride in his tone. As he finished speaking, the black crystal stone seemed to sense the call of its master, and instantly burst into a dazzling light, then turned into powder all over the sky and dissipated into nothingness.

At the same time, Hun Wuxu's originally tattered and extremely weak body quickly recovered its vitality under the infusion of this mysterious power.

His skin became smooth as jade, the wounds completely disappeared, and he looked brand new, as if he had been reborn. This scene shocked everyone present, and an indescribable fear and awe surged in their hearts.

"Soul Stone!" Ling Xiao's brows were tightly knitted together, his voice filled with a hint of disbelief and shock.

He stared at Hun Wuxu, as if he wanted to see through his soul. "You... you actually bound your soul to this soul stone. No wonder you are afraid of soul attacks, and almost ignore other forms of attacks, as if they don't exist at all."

There was a hint of ferocity in Hun Wuxu's eyes, an emotion mixed with anger and unwillingness.

He smiled coldly and said, "I never thought that you knew about the existence of the Soul Stone. This thing is extremely precious. I spent countless efforts and searched for many years before I finally got such a piece. But now, it has been consumed by you. Tell me, how should I deal with you?"

His tone was full of resentment and helplessness, as if at this moment, all the secrets and trump cards were ruthlessly revealed by Ling Xiao, putting him in an unprecedented predicament. He had never exposed this fatal secret in previous battles. It was like his last trump card, his only hope to turn the tables in a desperate situation.

However, today, he was forced to this point by Ling Xiao and had to use this secret weapon. This made him feel extremely unwilling, as if all his efforts and plans had turned into nothing at this moment.

Facing Hun Wuxu's questioning, Ling Xiao smiled, with a hint of contempt and confidence in his smile. He said slowly, "Deal with me? Humph, I'm afraid that even if you two were added together, you wouldn't be my match."

"Hahahaha!" Hun Wuxu's laughter echoed in the empty battlefield, carrying with it a sense of madness and unwillingness.

"This is ridiculous, Ling Xiao. You just used all your efforts to defeat me by using the Thunder Dragon to sneak attack me. And now, I have joined forces with the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul. Do you think you still have a chance of winning under this situation?"

His laughter was full of provocation and pride, as if he had seen the moment of Ling Xiao's defeat. However, Ling Xiao just glanced at him coldly, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

"So much nonsense! Why don't you just try and know?" Ling Xiao's voice was calm and firm, as if he was ready to face all challenges.

The next moment, Ling Xiao moved as fast as lightning, and he quickly put on the legendary Tianluo magic tool.

The runes on the magic tool flashed with mysterious light, echoing with the power in his body, causing his aura to surge in an instant, as if a sleeping giant beast was awakened and was about to show its terrifying power.

As his aura soared, Ling Xiao's figure became more agile and flexible.

He stretched out his body and rushed towards Hun Wuxu and Tianhun Saint Girl like a ghost. His speed was so fast that the two of them felt unprecedented pressure, as if a mountain was pressing down on them, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Hun Wuxu and Tianhun Saint are both powerful men, each of them possesses extraordinary strength and means. However, when facing Ling Xiao wearing the Tianluo magic tool, they all felt an unprecedented threat.