Chapter 13352 The strong man from the temple arrives
Each of these white-robed warriors exudes a powerful aura, and their appearance undoubtedly adds new variables to this already intense battle.
The next moment, screams could be heard one after another on the battlefield.
Whether it was the Soul Clan or the Ningzhen Realm experts from the Demon Suppressing Mansion, they all seemed to be targeted by the invisible God of Death. They fell one after another, the fire of life extinguished in despair. Blood dyed the earth red and filled the air.
It is full of blood and sadness.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen strong men had fallen. Their bodies fell to the ground helplessly. The glory and glory they once had were reduced to nothing at this moment.
This sudden change shocked both parties. They stopped fighting each other and turned their attention to the mysterious white-robed warriors, their eyes full of doubts and fear.
Hun Huan's face was ashen. He looked at the white-robed warriors in shock and confusion, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.
He suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, with a hint of trembling in his voice: "Third Priest, why are you doing this!" His words were full of anger and unwillingness. He knew the identity of the person who took action. He was one of their soul clan members.
The respected third officiant did not expect that he would take action against us at this critical moment.
At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded from a distance. The laughter contained endless ridicule and pride, as if everything was under control. As the laughter sounded, a middle-aged man slowly
He slowly walked out of the space, his steps light and calm, as if he was walking in a deserted void.
The middle-aged man wore a red crown, which was inlaid with bright gems and shone with dazzling light.
He was wearing a red robe with intricate patterns embroidered on it, exuding a mysterious and solemn atmosphere. He held a thick red book in his hand, which was thicker than city bricks and seemed to contain a lot of meaning.
With endless knowledge and power.
His appearance made everyone present feel an invisible pressure, a kind of tremor from the depths of the soul, which made people feel awe and fear involuntarily.
The middle-aged man's gaze swept across the audience, his eyes revealing a kind of indifference and disdain, as if in his eyes, these lives were just insignificant ants.
Behind the middle-aged man, like a silver torrent, a group of warriors wearing silver armor appeared.
These armors are exquisitely designed, and every detail reveals extraordinary forging craftsmanship. The silver-white holy swords they hold tightly in their hands shine with a cold and holy light under the moonlight, as if they can cut off all evil in the world.
Their whole bodies were shrouded in a layer of pure white light, which was a symbol of holy power, making their figures appear more sacred and inviolable.
The red cloaks on their shoulders fluttered gently in the wind, like burning flames, adding a bit of warmth and passion to the silver team. The overall look was both cool and powerful.
"Third Priest, why did you take action against our Soul Clan?" Hun Huan's voice was low and powerful. He stared at the Third Priest in red robes, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face.
There was both anger and confusion in his eyes. He didn't understand why the Holy Temple, which had cooperated with the Soul Clan in the past, wanted to kill them now.
The people from the Holy Church had promised to help them take down the Demon Suppression Mansion. This was supposed to be a win-win cooperation, but now, the people from the Holy Church attacked them as well, which made Hun Huan find it difficult to accept. His heart was full of
Confused and unwilling, he didn't understand what kind of conspiracy and calculation was hidden behind this.
"Idiot, don't you understand how shameless these guys in the temple are?" Long Yingtian's voice rang in Hunhuan's ears, full of sarcasm and disdain.
His eyes flashed with anger and disappointment, as if he was deeply saddened by Hun Huan's ignorance. "Back then, they relied on selling out the interests of Baize Continent in exchange for their lofty status in this continent today. You actually
Do you still naively expect them to help you sincerely?"
Long Yingtian's tone was full of deep hatred and contempt for the Holy Church. Every word he spoke was like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Hun Huan's heart.
The historical truth revealed in his words made Hun Huan feel frightened. He had never thought that such dirty transactions and conspiracies were hidden behind the temple.
"It's time, release me quickly!" Long Yingtian's voice suddenly became urgent and serious. He knew that the situation in front of him went far beyond the grudges between them. "This is no longer us.
There’s a battle between us, if you don’t release me, maybe we’ll all die here!”
Long Yingtian's eyes were fixed on Hun Huan, his eyes were full of urgency and expectation, as if he was waiting for Hun Huan's final decision.
Hun Huan was a little stunned for a moment, his heart was full of confusion and struggle, but soon he found the answer from Long Yingtian's words.
He knew that Long Yingtian's words were right. The people in the temple went back on their word and betrayed their promises. This was their usual style. Hunhuan took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He understood that the situation at this moment could no longer tolerate him.
There was the slightest hesitation and hesitation.
Over there, a sneer appeared on the face of the third officiant, and that smile was full of contempt and disdain for Hunhuan.
He spoke slowly, his voice as cold as the biting wind: "Hun Huan, if you obediently become our dog and surrender, we may be able to spare your life as a dog and not touch you at all. But you are so careful.
, do you really think you can hide it from the eyes of the Holy Church? You Soul Clan are so ambitious that you want to become the second Demon Sect and rule this continent. Hum, the Holy Church will never agree. Therefore, the Soul Clan must be destroyed.
!”
The words of the third officiant were full of determination and murderous intent. Every word he spoke was like a cold blade, piercing deeply into Hun Huan's heart. His eyes shone with a cold light, as if he had already seen Hun Huan.
The end of the clan.
Then, he changed the subject, with a hint of temptation in his tone:
"Of course, our Holy Church does not kill innocent people indiscriminately. We will naturally not kill those soul clansmen who are willing to be our dogs for the rest of their lives. Now, all soul clansmen, listen up, as long as you join forces to kill your
If the clan leader Hun Huan is killed, I will give you a chance to survive. This is your only chance of survival, so take advantage of it!"
The words of the third chief priest echoed on the battlefield, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of everyone in the Soul Clan.
There were expressions of fear, struggle, and hesitation on their faces. They knew that this was a difficult choice. On the one hand, they were loyal to the temple and betrayed their clan leader in exchange for a chance of survival; on the other hand, they were sticking to their loyalty and fighting with
The clan leader lives and dies together, but is likely to face the fate of annihilation.