However, Hun Huan did not show any fear. Instead, he wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with a sneer on his lips.
"Haha, as expected of Long Yingtian, you are really strong. It seems that I underestimated your strength before."
His tone was full of recognition of Long Yingtian's strength, but then his eyes became fierce again, "However, fortunately I am well prepared. Today, you will definitely die! Today, the Demon Suppressing Mansion will also die.
Destruction is in my hands!"
Hun Huan's words were full of desire for victory and hatred for Long Yingtian. He seemed to have seen the moment when he personally destroyed the Demon Suppression Mansion and became the master of this area.
However, Long Yingtian was not swayed by his words. His eyes remained firm, as if he was ready for a fight to the death with Hun Huan.
When Long Yingtian was about to take action again, suddenly, the surrounding wind and clouds seemed to be pulled by invisible forces and began to change rapidly. Dark clouds rolled in, strong winds raged, and the elements between heaven and earth seemed to have lost their former tranquility at this moment.
Sacred patterns shining with light of various colors are as bright as stars, constantly flashing in the void. They are either red like flames, blue like the deep sea, or green like emeralds, intertwined into a huge and complex holy pattern array.
This holy pattern array exudes an ancient and sacred aura, firmly sealing off all the space around Long Yingtian, as if forming a small independent world, isolated from the outside world.
At the same time, five warriors wearing robes as white as snow appeared silently in all directions in the sky. Their figures were elegant, like immortals descending to earth, and each of their faces looked solemn and sacred.
These five white-robed men all held strange objects in their hands. In their left hands were formation disks that emitted a faint light. The formation disks were engraved with complex runes, which seemed to contain some kind of powerful power; and in their
In his right hand, he holds a crystal clear white jade staff. The top of the staff is inlaid with various gems, shining with mysterious light.
Seeing these five people, the faces of Cheng Shifei and others below suddenly became solemn, and their eyes revealed shock and confusion.
Cheng Shifei frowned in displeasure and whispered: "Isn't this the priest of the temple? They never get involved in the disputes between governments easily, so why did they get involved this time? Could it be that this matter
Is there a secret behind the matter that we don’t know about?”
His tone was full of doubts and worries. Obviously, this sudden change disrupted his original plan.
After hearing Cheng Shifei's words, Emperor Huangzhu beside him frowned slightly involuntarily, and a complicated light flashed in his deep eyes:
"The people from the Holy Church of Zhenhun Mansion actually colluded with the people of the Soul Clan? As beings who protect justice and order, how can they join in such a dispute? This is simply a betrayal of their own beliefs and responsibilities."
Although her voice was soft, it was filled with unquestionable determination. Obviously, this news was a huge shock to her.
Cheng Shifei's face had become quite ugly at this moment. He clenched his teeth, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger and uneasiness in his heart.
He whispered: "The Holy Church has always been so domineering in doing things. They never consider the consequences, they only act according to their own wishes, do whatever they want, and support whoever they want to support. We will not care about their decisions.
No matter how much you think about it, there is no point in changing it.
Now that the palace master is controlled by that gang of treacherous people and cannot escape, we are in an unprecedented crisis and must work harder."
His voice was low and powerful, and every word revealed his inner anxiety and determination.
His heart felt as if it had fallen into an icy abyss and sunk to the bottom. It was a deep sense of powerlessness and despair, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.
Because he realized a possibility, a possibility that made him feel fear and anger. The Soul Clan wanted to annex the Demon-Suppressing Mansion. This was not only the ambition and conspiracy of the Soul Clan, but perhaps also the ambition and conspiracy of some members of the Soul-Suppressing Mansion Temple.
Human ideas and plans.
This kind of betrayal and conspiracy made him feel unprecedentedly angry and disappointed, and also made him more determined to rescue the mansion and protect the Demon Suppressing Mansion.
"Cheng Shifei, do you still care about others? Think about how to win us first." The person who spoke was none other than Hun Wujue, with a hint of sarcasm and confidence in his voice.
Although his previous plan to trap Long Yingtian failed, with the help of the temple priests, he firmly believed that this time, the balance of victory had steadily tilted towards their side, and his belief in an undefeated victory was in his hands.
Deeply rooted in my heart.
At this moment, Long Yingtian's figure was tightly wrapped by those colorful and radiant sacred patterns, as if he was imprisoned in a cage woven by light and spells.
Those sacred patterns exude a soft and mysterious light, like the brightest stars in the night sky, but they also hide unknown secrets and power.
The five priests in pure white robes were closing their eyes and concentrating, muttering words. The formation plates and white jade staffs in their hands also shone with strange light, as if they were communicating with some ancient and powerful power.
Long Yingtian looked around, with an unyielding light flashing in his eyes. He knew that he was facing an unprecedented challenge at this moment, but the pride and tenacity of a strong man made him never give up easily.
The next moment, he took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and slashed out with the Mo Dao in his hand like a wild horse with thunderous momentum!
boom!
Accompanied by a deafening loud noise, the entire sky seemed to tremble. Those originally colorful and indestructible sacred patterns were directly shattered by Long Yingtian's overbearing blow. The cracks were like
Spreading like a spider web.
However, at this critical moment, those sacred patterns seemed to have self-awareness, and were instantly repaired by a mysterious force as if they had never been harmed.
And within the sacred pattern, a strange aura suddenly emitted. This aura was both ancient and evil, with an indescribable sense of oppression. It made everyone present feel their hearts sink, as if there was something terrible.
something is about to happen.
With the appearance of these strange and powerful auras, Long Yingtian's brows frowned involuntarily, and his eyes revealed solemnity and vigilance.
He could clearly feel that the energy in his body was being lost at an alarming rate, as if it was being continuously devoured by some invisible force. This unprecedented sense of crisis forced him to concentrate on dealing with the situation in front of him.
This time the Soul Clan really spent a lot of money, and their research on him was extremely thorough, so they were sure to defeat him.