Chapter 13922 Do you think you are handsome?

Chapter 13922 Do you think you are handsome?

"With a powerful enemy at hand, internal strife will only give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage!" Bai Qiuchi's voice was low and powerful, as if it came from deep underground, with an unquestionable majesty.

That voice was like a heavy hammer, striking hard on everyone's heart, and the originally tense atmosphere was slightly eased by this sentence.

However, the undercurrent in the hall is still surging, as if the magma surging underground may erupt at any time.

Everyone's eyes were still full of suspicion and vigilance. The barriers between them were not completely eliminated by this sentence. They were like invisible barriers that stood between them.

At this moment, thunderstorms were surging in the sky, as if God was also angry about this tense situation.

The pitch-black clouds were like a huge curtain, covering the entire sky tightly. Purple-gold lightning flashed from time to time. The lightning was like ferocious dragons, shuttling through the clouds, twisting and deforming the void outside the Stepping Heaven Palace, and making bursts of creepy roars.

Inside the hall, the candlelight flickered under the fluctuation of spiritual energy, and the weak flame seemed like it would go out at any time, just like the precarious situation of everyone at the moment.

The atmosphere was as heavy as lead, making it hard to breathe, as if one was trapped in an invisible cage.

A faint blue aura of spiritual energy lingered around Bai Qiuchi, and the aura flowed like a substance, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, piercing through the dense fog and heading straight for Ling Xiao, as if he wanted to see through Ling Xiao's heart.

"My friend, how did you, all alone, manage to spy on the secrets of the forbidden area in the Demon Sea?" There was a hint of questioning and vigilance in his voice, as if Ling Xiao was hiding some unspeakable secret.

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful pressure came over Ling Xiao like a surging tide, as if it was going to crush Ling Xiao completely.

The pressure was like a substance, making the air around it heavy and making people feel as if a mountain was pressing down on them.

Ling Xiao folded his arms, and the corners of his clothes behind him trembled slightly under the pressure, as if they would be torn apart at any time.

His eyes were firm and steady as he stared at the constantly twisting void outside the hall, as if he was thinking about how to respond.

After a moment, he slowly opened his mouth: "It was a woman named Shangguan Yue from the Demon Sea who took a fancy to me and told me everything." His voice was steady and confident, but it caused a ripple of energy in the hall, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, breaking the original silence.

As soon as he finished speaking, red flames rose up from the red-robed chief priest of the temple. The flames were like fire dragons, circling and dancing over his body.

The shadow of an ancient mythical beast appeared faintly in the flames, as if an ancient god had descended, burning the surrounding air with a crackling sound.

The flames exuded a scorching heat, causing the temperature in the hall to rise rapidly, as if one was in a huge furnace.

"Ridiculous! The demon sea raises soul-devouring demons that devour anyone they see. How could they drink and chat with you? And even fancy you? Do you think you are handsome?" The red-robed chief priest of the temple opened his eyes wide, his face full of anger and disdain.

As he roared, the flames surged like a volcanic eruption, illuminating the entire hall red.

The blazing flames seemed to devour Ling Xiao and make him pay for his lies.

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.

He just nodded slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "Of course I am handsome, so handsome that it's earth-shattering." The tone of his voice seemed to be stating an indisputable fact, completely ignoring the strange looks from the people around him.

Ye Chen, the Lord of the Demon-Suppressing City, was standing nearby, dressed in a black suit with a jewel-studded belt around his waist. He was stroking the gilded soft sword at his waist.

At this moment, when he heard Ling Xiao's words, he was stunned for a moment, then he sneered.

The laughter was sharp and piercing, like a sharp blade, piercing Ling Xiao directly. The laughter was full of mockery, "I think this kid has been bewitched by the magic of the Demon Sea and has become a puppet of voice transmission! He doesn't even look at his own weight, and dares to speak nonsense here."

After saying this, he shook his wrist lightly, and the gilded soft sword came out of the sheath three inches like a snake coming out of a cave.

The sword flashed with cold light, as if it could cut through the heavy air, making people shudder.

The powerful men in the hall were already uneasy because of the tense situation, and when they heard Ling Xiao's absurd remarks, they began to whisper to each other.

For a moment, energy fluctuations of various colors filled the hall, including red fire energy, blue water energy, and yellow earth energy. They intertwined and collided with each other, as if an invisible storm was raging in the hall.

The suspicious looks of the crowd were like thorns in his back, like sharp arrows shooting straight at Ling Xiao, making him feel very uneasy.

Ling Xiao sighed inwardly, he just told the truth but ended up in such a situation.

In this shabby place, is it so hard to tell the truth? Is it possible that telling the truth is wrong? He felt helpless and angry.

The Water King was standing in the void, with dark golden runes wrapped around his body.

Those runes circulated around his body like living things, emitting waves of ancient chanting sounds, as if they were calls from ancient times.

As his pressure came upon them, the air in the entire hall seemed to freeze.

"Friend Ye, if what you said is true, why didn't the Demon Sea kill you to silence you, but instead told the secret?" The Water King's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force.

As he questioned, the void began to whimper faintly as if it was overwhelmed, as if even the void was trembling with this tense confrontation.

Ling Xiao spread out his hands helplessly, and his internal energy quietly condensed into a faint light in his palms.

The faint light was like the deep universe, with stars twinkling in it, as if telling his unknown experiences.

"Since you don't believe it, there's no point in me saying more." His voice was calm, but with a hint of helplessness.

“Besides, which eye of yours saw that I wasn’t being hunted? I was almost killed, and you didn’t come to rescue me.” Ling Xiao’s voice rose slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction and ridicule, and his eyes swept across everyone, as if he was telling about his grievances.

"This must be a conspiracy of the Demon Sea!" Ye Tiannan's face flushed, veins bulged on his forehead, like a coiled dragon, his eyes were wide open, as if burning with rage, and his angry roar echoed in the hall, shaking the dust on the beams and pillars to fall.

He suddenly swung out with his palm, which contained the profound power he had cultivated for many years. The palm wind whistled out like a roaring beast, with an overwhelming force.

Wherever the palm wind passed, the space shattered into pieces. Pitch-black cracks spread in the air like hideous wounds, making a creepy "sizzling" sound, as if the space was groaning in pain.