Hun Wuxu looked at the soul-suppressing mirror handed over by the three chief priests, feeling unspeakable joy in his heart.
This soul-suppressing mirror is the treasure he dreams of! With it, it can not only make up for the gap between him and the Heavenly Soul Saint in terms of treasures, but also make a qualitative leap in his strength, allowing him to stand out in the Demon-Suppressing Mansion.
Have a higher status and voice.
He carefully took the soul-suppressing mirror and carefully examined the mysterious lines flowing on the mirror, as if he could feel the majestic power contained in it. This power will be the basis for his future foothold in the temple, and also his pursuit of greater success.
High-level assistance.
The face of the Heavenly Soul Saint on the side was still as cold as ever. She couldn't help but sneer in her heart when she saw Hun Wuxu's excited expression.
She was very clear about the methods of the Holy Temple, buying people's hearts and winning over the strong. These were their usual tricks. She sighed helplessly and turned her eyes to Ling Xiao, who was fighting fiercely with seven Holy Sword Knights.
At this time, Ling Xiao was in a desperate situation. Facing the siege of seven Holy Sword Knights, his figure dodged left and right in the shadow of swords. Every time he swung the sword, it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength. His eyes flickered.
The unyielding light, but the pain and helplessness, only he can understand.
The Heavenly Soul Saint had mixed feelings in her heart. She wanted to help, but the reality made her helpless. She knew that with her own strength, she could not fight against so many Holy Sword Knights at the same time, let alone save Ling Xiao from them.
She could only pray silently, hoping that Ling Xiao could overcome this hurdle with his own strength.
Ling Xiao also felt the complicated gaze of the Heavenly Soul Saint, but he had no time to respond. He knew that at this moment, he had no way out.
Facing the siege of seven Holy Sword Knights, he could only grit his teeth and fight with all his strength. His heart was filled with desire for victory, persistence for survival, and infinite longing for the future.
He quickly glanced at the battlefield, and his eyes fell on the five temple priests who were killed by Long Yingtian. Those five cold bodies lay quietly in a pool of blood, as if they were telling the horror of the battle.
An indescribable impulse surged in his heart, which was a desire for power and a persistence for victory. Without a moment's hesitation, he rushed over, like a hungry beast, killing the five temple priests.
Swallow all the essence and blood.
At that moment, he seemed to be able to feel warm energy surging through his body, like a river running endlessly.
His cultivation level was like a ignited flame at this moment, skyrocketing, and he directly broke through to the seventh level of Hunyuan Realm. It was an indescribable feeling of joy and satisfaction, as if the whole world was trembling under his feet.
As his cultivation level increased, his combat effectiveness also naturally increased several times, and he exuded a heart-stopping aura. He could clearly feel that his strength at this moment was far beyond what he had been before, even when facing Ning Ning.
The powerful men at the lower levels of the True Realm also have the strength to fight.
It stands to reason that when he reaches the peak of the Hunyuan Realm, he should be able to easily kill those powerful men at the lower levels of the Ningzhen Realm.
But at this moment, he is already powerful enough at the seventh level of the Hunyuan Realm, not to mention that he still holds the infinitely powerful Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand, and is also wearing the Tianluo Magic Equipment with astonishing defensive power. These two treasures,
It undoubtedly added some confidence and confidence to him.
However, even so, he knew very well that he might still have a chance of winning against one Holy Sword Knight, but if he faced seven at the same time, he would undoubtedly be seeking death. There was a trace of solemnity and helplessness in his eyes.
He knew that he could not fight head-on, he had to outsmart him.
So, he pretended to be afraid, turned around and ran, disappearing on the battlefield like a flash of black lightning. His figure shuttled through the woods, each step was light and fast, as if he was integrated with nature.
Naturally, the seven Holy Sword Knights would not give Ling Xiao any chance to escape. They pursued him like hounds, their eyes flashing with the desire for victory and the expectation of promotion and salary increase. In their eyes, Ling Xiao was already
It became the chess piece that allowed them to take a crucial step in the workplace.
As you chase me, there are always fast ones and slow ones in the team. In this dense forest, Ling Xiao's figure is like a dexterous deer, constantly shuttling between the shadows of the trees, trying to get rid of these pursuers.
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However, the Knights of the Holy Sword are all elites who have experienced hundreds of battles. Their speed and endurance are far beyond ordinary people, and Ling Xiao's escape becomes increasingly difficult.
Finally, one of the Holy Sword Knights relied on his excellent speed and keen intuition to arrive behind Ling Xiao first. He held up the huge sword blooming with bright light in his hand, like a god of war who was about to strike down victory.
The sword slashed hard at Ling Xiao.
"Crack!" A crisp sound cut through the tranquility of the forest. The holy sword carried unparalleled power, as if it was going to split everything in front of it in half. However, when the holy sword fell, Ling Xiao's body
But it split into two like a phantom, turning into two afterimages and dissipating in the air.
This scene made the Holy Sword Knight instantly feel something was wrong. He knew that Ling Xiao's strength, although not as strong as their Holy Sword Knights, was still able to suppress Hun Wuxu.
Although Hun Wuxu is not as good as the Holy Sword Knights, he is still considered the number one figure in this Demon Suppressing Mansion. How could Ling Xiao be killed by him with just one sword?
Just as he was doubting, a long black sword stabbed at his side like a ghost. The sword exuded a faint black light, as if it could swallow up all light and life.
The Holy Sword Knight didn't notice the blow at all. When he reacted, the black sword had penetrated his body, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining his clothes red.
At this moment, his eyes were full of shock and unwillingness. He never imagined that he would fall into the hands of a person who seemed to have been killed by him.
"No -" he shouted desperately, with endless fear and unwillingness in his voice. He realized that the fire of his life was about to be extinguished, and the energy in his body was being rapidly sucked away by a mysterious and powerful force.
As if being swallowed by an invisible black hole, his consciousness fell into endless darkness in an instant.
Using the unique skill of Sky Demon Shadow Clone, Ling Xiao successfully attacked and killed a Holy Sword Knight at a critical moment. However, the joy of victory did not stay on his face for long, his brows were furrowed and his eyes were full of worry.
He knew that although this sneak attack went smoothly, it was only a temporary respite, and the real challenge was yet to come.
Sure enough, the remaining six Holy Sword Knights quickly came to their senses after being stunned for a short time.