Chapter 13687: The Star-Picking Tower Master Who Killed All Four

Chapter 13687: The Star-Picking Tower Master Who Killed All Around

Under the leadership of this high priest, the twelve divine knights of the Zhenling Palace Cathedral galloped across the battlefield like twelve sharp blades. They led the warriors of the Zhenling Palace Cathedral to launch a fierce counterattack.

Suddenly, the situation on the battlefield was reversed, the Zhenling Mansion Holy Temple gradually gained the upper hand, the shouts of killing became louder and louder, and morale was high.

At this time, in a corner of the battlefield, Qin Baixiao stared at the battle situation, and then looked at Qin Xianglan beside him eagerly, his eyes flashing with excitement and expectation, and said: "Sister, now is the time, Zhaixing Tower is no longer strong, and has been completely suppressed by Zhenling Mansion Holy Hall. And our Qin family has a deep foundation and is far more powerful than Zhenling Mansion Holy Hall. If we take action now, we will surely win a great victory."

Qin Xianglan frowned slightly when she heard this, her heart full of mixed emotions. To be honest, the current strength of Zhaixing Tower really disappointed them.

The once powerful existence that could compete with their Qin family has now become so weak and vulnerable. This made her very unhappy, as if she had been suppressed by an insignificant ant for a long time, but now she found that this ant was just like that. This huge psychological gap made her feel inexplicably irritated.

Before Qin Xianglan could open her mouth to express her opinion, the other forces that had been hiding in the dark and dormant for a long time, like wolves that smelled blood, could no longer suppress their greed and ambition, and took the lead in attacking.

In their eyes, Zhaixing Tower was now strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and was being held back by the Holy Temple of Zhenling Mansion. It was at its weakest moment and had no power to fight back.

"Strike him dead while he's ill", this is what they firmly think in their minds. They want to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to completely wipe out Zhaixing Tower from this world, and at the same time, frantically plunder the countless treasures hidden in the profound treasure house of Zhaixing Tower.

Their ambitions are by no means limited to the renowned Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword. Their greedy eyes have long been set on more rare treasures in the Star-Picking Tower, dreaming of making a fortune and becoming the top force in the world.

"Big sister! If we don't take action now, we won't be able to share the good stuff." Qin Baixiao saw the surrounding forces taking action one after another, his eyes full of anxiety and unwillingness, his voice trembling slightly because of his eagerness. He stared at the desperate Zhaixing Tower, as if he had seen countless treasures slipping away from his eyes.

At this moment, the Zhaixing Tower had been completely defeated by the joint attack of the Zhenling Mansion Holy Temple and many hidden forces, and could only retreat back to the formation that it once was proud of.

They really couldn't hold on any longer. Even Xiao Yihang, the deputy building owner with extraordinary strength, was seriously injured in the fierce battle. He staggered and his face was as pale as paper.

The once indestructible formation was shaking violently under the violent attacks of countless warriors, making heart-pounding creaking sounds, as if it would collapse at any time. Obviously, it could no longer provide truly effective shelter for the people in Zhaixing Tower.

"What should we do?" The warriors of Zhaixing Tower looked panicked, and cast helpless eyes on Xiao Yihang. The owner of the tower had not yet appeared, and at this critical moment of life and death, the deputy owner became their only backbone. They hoped that Xiao Yihang could come up with a good plan to turn the tide.

Xiao Yihang felt bitter in his heart, he also wanted to turn the tide, but he was also helpless. He smiled bitterly and thought to himself, he really wanted to know what to do, but now that the host didn't come out to take charge of the situation, all the coping methods were just empty talk.

"Crack!" A crisp and terrifying sound came, like a bolt from the blue. The shaky formation finally couldn't bear the weight, and a shocking crack appeared. The crack spread rapidly, like a ferocious beast opening its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to completely devour everyone in the Zhaixing Tower.

At this critical moment, Qin Xianglan, who had been hesitant, finally gritted her teeth, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and slowly raised her hand, preparing to issue an order for the Qin family to attack Zhaixing Tower with all their strength. However, her movements suddenly stopped, and the whole person seemed to be cast under a spell of immobilization.

Because above the already damaged and about to collapse formation, a mysterious figure suddenly appeared. This person was tightly wrapped in a black robe, and wore a cold mask on his head, covering his face completely, as if he was extremely reluctant to let others see his true appearance.

The mysterious aura seemed to emanate from an endless dark abyss, making people feel a chill in their hearts.

"The owner of the building!" When Xiao Yihang saw this person, his originally dim eyes suddenly burst into a light of surprise, and he finally shouted excitedly. After going through hardships and bearing huge pressure, at this moment, their owner of the building finally showed up.

"Retreat!" The moment the host appeared, the high priest seemed to have sensed some fatal danger. His face suddenly changed and he shouted at the top of his lungs. At the same time, his figure was like a black afterimage, and he retreated desperately, as if there was a flood or a beast chasing him from behind.

Unfortunately, the high priest reacted quickly, like a frightened bird, and the moment the mysterious building owner appeared, he retreated at the fastest speed and successfully avoided the impending disaster. However, many other warriors on the battlefield were not so lucky, and they no longer had any chance to retreat from this terrifying Shura field.

The Star Picking Tower Master stood proudly on the formation, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura, as if he was the master of heaven and earth. He slowly raised his hand, and between his slender fingers, a dark star loomed, emitting a terrifying and strange light.

The star seemed to contain endless dark power, like a terrifying vortex that could swallow everything. The Star Picking Tower Master's eyes were cold and emotionless, and then he gently waved his hand and threw the black star in his hand towards the battlefield ahead.

The next moment, it was as if the world was ending.

The already chaotic battlefield was instantly enveloped by an even more terrifying dark force. The moment the black star flew out, it expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge black hole, as if it was connected to the Nine Nether Hell, emitting endless devouring power.

Countless warriors, whether they were the elites of the Zhenling Palace Holy Hall or members of other forces who wanted to take advantage of the situation, were forced to fly towards the black hole under this powerful suction. They screamed in fear and waved their weapons in an attempt to resist this terrible force, but it was all in vain.

In the face of this absolute power, they were as small as ants and were completely powerless to resist.