Chapter 13404 Black Robe Priest

Chapter 13404 Black Robe Priest
They were like ghosts on the battlefield, shuttling between the Blood Knights, and every attack was accurate and deadly. With the three of them working together, three more Blood Knights fell under their attacks, without even a chance to resist.

At this point, the original lineup of thirty-six blood knights was reduced to only twenty-seven. Their morale was severely hit, and fear and despair began to appear in their eyes.

The Fourth High Priest's expression became increasingly gloomy. He originally thought that such power was enough to deal with the Demon Suppression Mansion, so he did not let the hidden power continue to take action.

However, the situation at the moment was far beyond his expectations. He had to re-examine the enemy in front of him, especially Ling Xiao, who gave him the most headache.

Every time Ling Xiao attacked, he felt terrified, and even felt that this man was a greater threat than Long Yingtian. This feeling made him very unhappy, but he had to take it seriously. He knew very well that if he could not get rid of Ling Xiao as soon as possible, the outcome of this battle would be unpredictable.

So, he took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner fluctuations. Then, he waved his hand, with unquestionable majesty in his tone: "Black-robed priest, take action! Kill that Ling Xiao!"

As the four chief priests issued the cold order, the entire battlefield seemed to be silent. Then, a dozen blood-red rays suddenly shot out from the terrifying army. They were like the brightest meteors in the night sky, but with deadly danger, and all aimed accurately at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's brows were instantly furrowed. He felt the terrifying power contained in these rays and was about to take some measures to resist them.

However, at this moment, a tall figure like a mountain blocked his way. It was Long Yingtian. He held a huge Mo Dao in his hand, and the blade flashed with cold light, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world.

Long Yingtian shouted loudly and swung the Mo Dao in his hand suddenly. With overwhelming force, it collided with the blood-red rays.

With a loud bang, all the rays were destroyed in an instant under the sharpness of the Mo Dao and turned into nothingness.

“Black-robed priests…” Long Yingtian looked at the four chief priests coldly, his eyes filled with anger and disdain, “I didn’t expect that you would actually raise such a monster. Haven’t you always claimed that you don’t like the Demon Sect? But these black-robed priests are clearly demon cultivators. How are your actions different from those of the Demon Sect?”

As Long Yingtian finished speaking, thirteen black-robed priests slowly walked out of the crowd. Each of them wore a black robe and a hideous mask on their face, revealing only two eyes that were gleaming with a faint light.

They exude a strong demonic aura, as if they were demons walking out of the abyss, which is frightening.

The appearance of these black-robed priests made the atmosphere on the battlefield even more tense. Their strength was unfathomable, and each of them could be extremely powerful.

The strength of these black-robed priests is obviously more terrifying than those blood knights. The demonic energy on their bodies is surging and rolling like substance. Every attack is accompanied by a thunderous roar, and the space seems to be trembling under their power.

However, what was even more shocking was that they were all demon cultivators. This was undoubtedly a great irony and a chilling joke for the Holy Temple, which had been shouting all day long that it would eliminate demon cultivators and uphold justice.

Those members of the Holy Temple who had once righteously accused the demon cultivators of being evil and cruel now had to face the fact that there were also demon cultivators in their own camp.

The fourth high priest did not speak, his attention was completely focused on the battle with Soul Rain.

He knew that only by killing Hunyu as soon as possible could he break the current deadlock and tilt the balance of victory back to their side. Therefore, he went all out, and every move was filled with murderous intent and determination.

"Not speaking? Then I'll kill these black-robed priests!" Long Yingtian snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with determination and anger.

He brandished a huge Mo Dao, like a tiger coming down the mountain, and rushed towards the black-robed priests. Every time the Mo Dao was swung, it was accompanied by a sharp wind that chilled people's hearts.

At the same time, without turning his head, he said to Ling Xiao: "Kill a few more blood knights first. This is crucial to our victory. You don't have to worry about these black-robed priests. I can deal with them." Long Yingtian's voice was firm and powerful, and his words were full of trust and expectations for Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's brows were furrowed, and his eyes glanced back and forth at the black-robed priests.

The individual strength of each of these black-robed priests may not be as good as Long Yingtian, but the combined strength formed by the thirteen of them joining forces is by no means comparable to that of Long Yingtian alone.

They cooperated with each other seamlessly, and each attack was like a carefully choreographed dance, which was both powerful and beautiful, and was breathtaking.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao took a deep breath and looked at Long Chen and Master Lu beside him. His eyes revealed determination and trust: "Just fight the Blood Knights, I will help you secretly. Remember, keep the formation and don't disperse."

"Okay!" Long Chen and Master Lu responded in unison, their eyes flashing with fighting spirit and determination. Encouraged by Ling Xiao, the two of them led dozens of puppets and rushed towards the Blood Knight camp like a tiger descending from a mountain.

At the same time, Ling Xiao fought side by side with Long Yingtian to deal with the black-robed priests. Their figures shuttled across the battlefield, and every attack was accompanied by a sharp sound of wind, as if to tear the air apart.

When the Blood Knights saw Ling Xiao leave their battlefield, they all breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders. However, their joy did not last long, because another person lost his head. This time, it was the Heavenly Soul's true body that took action.

Ling Xiao released his Heavenly Soul's true form, which was a figure that looked exactly like him, and its strength was also extremely terrifying.

Even when fighting separately, the Heavenly Soul's true body showed a fighting power comparable to Ling Xiao's true body. Its illusory figure flexibly shuttled across the battlefield, and every move was extremely accurate. Its mastery of soul techniques had reached the point of perfection, not inferior to Ling Xiao's true body at all.

"How could there be two Ling Xiao?" The Blood Knights looked at each other, their eyes full of shock and confusion.

"Idiot, that's a clone!" A slightly smarter Blood Knight shouted, trying to warn his companions.

"Clone? Then there's nothing to be afraid of. Just be careful, we should be able to deal with it!" Hearing that it was a clone, the Blood Knights breathed a sigh of relief. They felt that the clone's power must not be as strong as the original body, so they were confident that they could deal with Ling Xiao's Heavenly Soul clone.

However, they were wrong, and they were extremely wrong. The strength displayed by the Heavenly Soul's true body was completely beyond their imagination.