Chapter 13771: Destroy the Star-Picking Tower City

The white-robed chief priest gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing a hint of determination, and he said:
"Sacrifice is inevitable. Do we still want to get the treasure without any effort? The Black Sky Sword is extremely important to our temple. It is worth paying a price to get it. We can't retreat because of fear of loss. Otherwise, once the sword falls into the hands of others, the consequences will be disastrous."

The red-robed chief priest nodded and agreed, "That's true, but I suspect that the Qin family, the Feather Clan, and the Water Clan all have this in mind. They are also eyeing the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword. If we take action, they can profit from it. They will definitely sit on the sidelines and watch the fight, and when we and the Star Picking Tower Master are both defeated, they will come out to take advantage."

"No problem!" The white-robed chief priest showed a ferocious smile on his face and said in a cold tone, "If they dare to move, they will be killed. We didn't kill them before, just to use them to absorb the luck and energy of this Dazhen Dynasty.

So many years have passed, and they have done a lot for us. Now it's almost time. If they dare to jump out, just kill them! The dignity of our temple cannot be violated. If anyone dares to make trouble at this time, don't blame us for being ruthless. "

When everyone in the holy hall was arguing about how to deal with Ling Xiao and how to obtain the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, someone in the crowd suddenly raised his voice and said in a firm tone: "I think we can capture this guy alive!" As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on the person who spoke, their eyes were full of confusion and exploration.

Someone immediately raised doubts, frowning and asking with a puzzled look on his face: "How can we capture him alive? We can't even kill him, so isn't it even more hopeless to capture him alive? You know, Ling Xiao is quite powerful, and he has the support of a mysterious person behind him. We have tried to take action against him many times before but failed. How can we capture him alive now? It's simply as difficult as ascending to heaven."

At this time, the white-robed chief priest raised his lips slightly, revealing a confident smile, and said slowly:
"That may not be the case. Think about it, everyone. In Zhaixing Tower City right now, there are Ling Xiao's sister and fiancée. Family affection and love are human nature, and Ling Xiao is no exception. We only need to capture these two people, and we can easily control Ling Xiao.

For the safety of his sister and fiancée, he will certainly be cautious and give in. In this way, the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword can be slowly taken. We can use this as a bargaining chip and slowly get the sword from him. This is a good idea."

However, the red-robed chief priest frowned, a worried look on his face. He slowly said, "The Star Picking Tower Master seems to have announced to the public that she will protect Ling Xiao's friends and relatives. If we take action, she will definitely not let it go.

That woman is very scary. She is well-known in the martial arts world for her ruthless methods and strong strength. Although we are stronger, we may suffer a lot of losses. If we confront her head-on, our temple may not be able to retreat unscathed. The risks involved cannot be underestimated."

……

In a remote mountain range in Wangzhou, all around was quiet and silent, with only the mountain wind whistling through the forest, making a rustling sound.

A layer of light mist permeated the forest, making the entire mountain range look mysterious and quiet. Ling Xiao stood quietly in an open space, his figure upright and resolute, his eyes revealing a hint of thought.

He slowly took out a painting from his bosom. This painting was brought out from the Demon Sect and had survived countless twists and turns. The scroll was unfolded, and the lines and patterns on it shone with a strange light under the sunlight.

At this time, the sword intent in the painting had gradually faded, because he had previously comprehended the Soul Burial Move with the help of this painting, and the essence of that move had been completely absorbed by him.

However, the sword light in the painting was still shining as always. The sharp sword light seemed to contain endless power and seemed to hide a huge secret. Ling Xiao stared at the sword light in the painting closely, frowning slightly, and his heart was full of doubts.

"Green Spirit, what exactly is hidden in it? Why can't I figure it out after so long of comprehending it? I understood it very easily last time when I was performing the Soul Burial?" Ling Xiao asked silently in his heart. He really couldn't figure it out. Logically speaking, with his level of comprehension, he shouldn't have been stuck on this sword light for so long.

His comprehension was not bad, and he had always made faster progress than his peers on the path of cultivation, but this time he encountered a problem.

In the magic needle space, Green Spirit's voice came out with a hint of impatience: "Why are you so stupid? If you use your sword intent to touch the sword light, you will naturally be able to feel the essence of it. Such a simple thing, do you still need me to teach you? I don't know what the Demon Lord was thinking, and he actually chose a fool like you as his successor."

Lu Ling's words were full of disgust, as if she was very dissatisfied with Ling Xiao's performance.

"..." Ling Xiao was speechless for a while. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. This girl seemed to have a lot of opinions about him. Every time he asked her for advice when he encountered a problem, she always looked superior and disdainful. But he also knew that although Lu Ling had a sharp tongue, what she said was often very reasonable.

But there was no other way, it seemed there was no other way to choose, so he would just use this stupid method. Ling Xiao took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and began to concentrate his sword intent. He could feel his sword intent slowly flowing through his body, gradually becoming stronger. (End of this chapter)