"What a powerful formation. It is worthy of its reputation as the Holy Temple of the Soul-Suppressing Palace." Long Yingtian's eyes were like a torch, staring closely at the sacred patterns surrounding him.
These holy patterns were much more complex than any other holy patterns he had seen before. Each one contained unfathomable power, as if they were the most exquisite masterpieces in the world. He couldn't help but admire in his heart, and at the same time he understood more
How severe are the challenges you face?
"You really went to great lengths to kill me." There was a hint of coldness in Long Yingtian's tone, and his eyes when he looked at the priests were full of doubt and disdain. Although these priests were wearing white robes, their
His identity made him doubtful.
"These priests should also be from the Soul Clan, otherwise why would they spare no effort to deal with me?" He secretly speculated in his heart.
"I'm afraid this holy pattern array has reached the seventh-level high-grade realm. It's not easy for you to set up such an array." Long Yingtian's voice was low and powerful, and his words were full of energy.
It showed recognition of the strength of the priests, but at the same time it also revealed disdain and ridicule towards them.
He knew that such a powerful formation would undoubtedly be a huge drain on those who set it up, and it might even affect their cultivation.
"You five, I'm afraid you have paid a big price for this battle. After this battle, your cultivation will probably regress a lot. It's really admirable that you are willing to make such a big sacrifice.
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There was a trace of ridicule and contempt in Long Yingtian's tone, but his eyes shone with unyielding light. He knew that he was at a critical moment of life and death, but the pride and tenacity that belonged to the strong made him
He will never give in easily.
Not far away, the voice of the leader of the Soul Clan, Hun Huan, was calm and deep, as if it carried thousands of years of vicissitudes: "There is no way, your Excellency is extraordinary, we naturally dare not underestimate you. In this world where the strong are respected, if
We don't dare to take action against you easily without being completely sure. After all, every battle may be a battle between life and death."
When Long Yingtian heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. There was both disdain and ridicule in the smile: "Hmph, then you guys give it a try! See if your so-called confidence can withstand the anger of me, Long Yingtian!"
After speaking, Long Yingtian's eyes slowly closed, and his breathing became deep and powerful, as if at this moment, he had some mysterious resonance with the vitality between heaven and earth. The next moment, his hands slowly
Lifting up the huge Mo Dao, the Mo Dao shone coldly in the sun, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world.
Following Long Yingtian's movements, the surrounding air began to tremble violently, as if even the space was shaken by his powerful force. The colorful sacred patterns seemed to become brighter as they trembled, and they intertwined in the air
, collided, and made bursts of low roars.
Seeing this scene, Hunhuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face became solemn and serious. He knew very well that Long Yingtian's blow was definitely not something that an ordinary person could withstand.
The five temple priests not far away were even more nervous. They hurriedly recited incantations at a fast pace. The array disks and white jade staffs in their hands shone brightly, as if they were pouring all their strength into the mysterious holy pattern array.
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Soon, mysterious and powerful forces appeared around Long Yingtian. These forces intertwined and swirled in the air, as if forming invisible barriers, trying to block Long Yingtian's unstoppable blow.
The whole world seems to have stopped at this moment, just waiting for the final moment to see who can win in this contest of power.
At a certain moment, Long Yingtian suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be burning with blazing flames. He shouted loudly, and his voice was as shocking as thunder: "Destroy!"
Following this angry shout, the huge Mo Dao in his hand suddenly slashed down with one strike. The light of the knife was like lightning, cutting through the sky, carrying the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.
Under this knife, the space around him began to annihilate, as if being swallowed by some mysterious force, everything became blurred and distorted. The strength of that force made everyone present feel their hearts sink, as if
The whole world collapsed at this moment.
Seeing this scene, one of the temple priests' face suddenly turned as pale as paper. He shouted in horror: "Hun Huan, please help me! This guy is more terrifying than imagined, and we can't stop him at all.
Stop him!"
There was a hint of despair and helplessness in the priest's voice. Obviously, Long Yingtian's attack had exceeded their expectations and made them feel an unprecedented crisis.
The moment the priest's voice fell, Hun Huan's figure not far away moved, and he waved his right hand gently, as if summoning something. Then, a huge black monster emerged from the void, as if it were coming from the abyss.
The demon crawled out of it, carrying the breath of endless fear and death.
This black monster looks like a giant dragon. Its body is huge, and its black scales are burning with strange black flames. Those flames seem to be able to swallow everything, making the surrounding space distorted and dark.
Its eyes are like two cold stars in the abyss, revealing endless murderous intent and evil.
The appearance of this monster made the atmosphere of the entire battlefield become more depressing and terrifying, as if even the air had solidified. Everyone held their breath and watched the final showdown that was about to break out.
The black monster is like a giant beast breaking free from the abyss. Each of its attacks is accompanied by the dimming and corrosion of the space, as if even light cannot escape the fate of being devoured. The black flames on the monster's body become more intense with every swing.
It was so powerful that it dyed the surrounding space pitch black, making people feel frightened.
At the same time, the space around Long Yingtian that was being rapidly annihilated suddenly began to undergo strange changes.
Those spaces that were disappearing rapidly seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and began to condense layer by layer, like a compressed spring. Although the speed of annihilation dropped sharply, the destructive force did not dissipate, but became more restrained.
, more profound.
Hun Huan's eyes were solemn and deep. He looked at the five temple priests and said in a low and powerful voice: "Five of you, please speed up. We may have underestimated the strength of Long Yingtian. His strength has exceeded
Our expectations.”
When the five temple priests heard this, their faces became more solemn, and the incantations they recited began to speed up at an alarming speed, as if they were racing against time.
As the spell accelerated, the iron chains that trapped Long Yingtian began to make a deafening trembling sound. They intertwined and collided in the air, as if they were making final preparations for the upcoming decisive battle.