Chapter 13405 Ling Xiao is in danger

Chapter 13405 Ling Xiao is in danger

The illusory figure of Tianhun's true body seemed to be everywhere, and every attack was like the scythe of the god of death, which could pose a huge threat to the Blood Knight.

This also meant that they would face continuous casualties in the future. Under the constant entanglement of the Heavenly Soul's True Body, the morale of the Blood Knights began to collapse, and their originally solid defense line became full of loopholes.

The cooperation between Long Chen and Ling Xiao reached a seamless level.

Almost every time the Heavenly Soul's true body successfully controlled a Blood Knight, Long Chen would appear beside the Blood Knight at the right time like a ghost, with the weapon in his hand flashing with cold light, and kill him without hesitation.

Their coordination was perfect, as if they had rehearsed it countless times, and every move was precise and deadly.

A trace of panic began to appear on the faces of the Blood Knights. This battle was very different from what they had originally imagined.

Originally, they were confident that as long as they launched an attack, they would be able to break through the Chaos Demon City as easily as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves and wipe out these rebels. However, reality gave them a heavy slap in the face.

Their companions kept falling, and they suffered heavy casualties.

However, the other side relied on the solid defense formation of Chaos Demon City and stood firm like a copper wall. So far, only a few insignificant pawns had died, and such a casualty ratio was unacceptable to them.

There were many strong men in the Condensation Realm among them, who were very important in the world of cultivation. However, in this battle, the strong men in the Condensation Realm seemed so fragile, and they kept falling.

"How is this possible?" The Blood Knights were filled with confusion and fear. "When did the Condensation Realm become so vulnerable?" They began to doubt their own strength and even questioned the significance of this battle.

On the other side, Ling Xiao's real body was fighting side by side with Long Yingtian, fighting against the thirteen black-robed priests.

Their battle was extremely fierce, and every clash was accompanied by a deafening roar. Ling Xiao and Long Yingtian cooperated tacitly, and their figures moved quickly on the battlefield, like two lightning bolts, constantly launching fierce attacks on the black-robed priest.

To be honest, if Ling Xiao relied on his body alone, he was no match for the thirteen black-robed priests. Although he tried his best, he could only help Long Yingtian relieve some of the burden at most. This battle situation really gave him a headache.

He frowned, his eyes revealing determination and anxiety.

He knew very well that there were far more enemies than just the people in front of him, and there were countless threats hidden in the dark. If he didn't kill a few more black-robed priests before the enemy paid full attention to them, the battle would be more difficult and trouble would ensue.

However, the current situation was extremely dangerous. The thirteen black-robed priests were suppressing them like a solid wall. Not only could Ling Xiao and Long Yingtian not kill each other, but they were also in danger of life and death at any time.

Their figures moved quickly on the battlefield, and every confrontation was accompanied by deafening roars and flying sparks, creating a thrilling scene.

Ling Xiao's heart was filled with a sense of urgency. He kept reminding himself to stay calm and look for a breakthrough. However, the black-robed priests were too powerful. Their attacks were like a storm, making it difficult for Ling Xiao and Long Yingtian to resist.

"Humph! Not enough!" The fourth chief priest looked at the battlefield coldly, his face full of dissatisfaction and anger. According to his expectations, they should be able to easily crush and bloodbath the Demon Suppression Mansion, but the current situation is completely beyond his expectations.

He clenched his fists, his eyes revealing viciousness and determination. He knew very well that if the situation could not be changed as soon as possible, their plan would be seriously hindered.

"I didn't expect that even the black-robed priests couldn't do it... Well, well, let's send in the black knights!" The voice of the fourth chief priest echoed on the battlefield, with a hint of unwillingness and determination. He roared, as if he wanted to pour out all the anger and helplessness in his heart.

Following his roar, twelve black shadows flashed out from the darkness like ghosts. They were the Black Knights, who were as powerful as the Black Robe Priests, but were more adept at close combat. Their figures moved quickly on the battlefield, like twelve black lightning bolts, giving people a chill.

The fighting power of each of these twelve black knights was extremely terrifying. Their eyes revealed endless murderous intent and cruelty, as if they wanted to kill all the living things in front of them.

Looking at the entire Demon-Suppressing Mansion, the only ones who can contend with them are Hun Yu, Long Yingtian, Hun Huan, Master Lu, and Cheng Shifei.

They were powerful, but they could only barely hold their own against the Black Knight. The rest of them couldn't even beat the Black Knight in a one-on-one fight. Such a gap made people despair.

The huge pressure was like a mountain, and a sense of despair suddenly emerged from the Demon Suppression Mansion. The light in the eyes of those monks who originally held a glimmer of hope had dimmed, and the little hope that had just been born seemed to have been shattered at this moment.

They looked at the black knights, their hearts filled with powerlessness and fear. They knew that the gap between them and the black knights was too big, and they could not compete at all. Such a desperate atmosphere spread in the Demon Suppression Mansion, making people feel heavy and depressed.

However, in this despair, there are also people who silently persist. They know that even if there is little hope, they cannot give up. Because as long as there is a glimmer of hope, it is possible to create a miracle.

"Don't worry about others, go kill Ling Xiao, make sure you kill him." The voice of the fourth chief priest was as cold as ice, and every word seemed to carry endless murderous intent. His order was like the sentence of the god of death, making everyone present feel a chill.

As the orders from the four high priests were given, the twelve black knights, like twelve black whirlwinds, armed with black spears and with whistling winds, rushed towards Ling Xiao.

They were extremely fast, moving across the battlefield like ghosts, leaving behind a trail of black afterimages wherever they passed.

On the battlefield, countless people watched this scene in despair and worry.

Their eyes were filled with helplessness and fear, as if they had seen Ling Xiao about to fall. The hope of those monks who had originally held out for a glimmer of hope had now been completely shattered.

The thirteen demon generals wanted to help, their hearts were filled with anxiety and anger. However, they were still being suppressed by the Holy Sword Knights and could not get away at all. They struggled hard on the battlefield, but the Holy Sword Knights were too powerful for them to break through.

Master Qi, Zhang Ruochen and others also wanted to help, their eyes revealed determination and resoluteness. However, the countless troops surged in like a tide, not giving them any chance at all.