The three chief priests raised their hands and waved, and there seemed to be some mysterious power surging in the void. Then, a huge holy sword was formed in the astonishment of everyone.
The holy sword exudes dazzling light, with a sacred and solemn aura flowing on the sword, as if it is an artifact descended from another plane, possessing the power to cut off everything in the world.
The holy sword fell, carrying an irresistible pressure, as if the earth was shattering. Hunhuan's huge soul body was instantly shattered and turned into nothingness under the bombardment of the holy sword.
At the same time, the attacks of others also collapsed in front of this terrifying force, like fragile bubbles that collapsed at the first touch.
Then, these former masters, like meteorites abandoned by fate, fell hard to the ground one by one. The moment their bodies landed, they made a dull sound, dust flew up, and the ground was shaken by their impact.
And trembling.
They were all seriously injured and fell to the ground. No one could remain healthy. Some were groaning in pain, and some were unconscious. The entire battlefield was filled with an atmosphere of despair and sadness.
Although this did not include Master Lu and Hun Yu, their situation at this time was not optimistic. They were tightly held back by the blood knight and could not escape to rescue them.
The Blood Knight was equally powerful. Although the two of them joined forces, they could only barely deal with it and were unable to devote their energy to helping others.
Their eyes were full of anxiety and helplessness, and they could only watch their companions fall one by one, but they were unable to do anything.
"This is too powerful, just a third chief priest!" Ling Xiao's voice was filled with shock and despair that could not be concealed. His eyes were firmly fixed on the arrogant figure of the third chief priest, and his heart was filled with unprecedented emotions.
Fear and powerlessness.
He recalled the legends he had heard about the temple. Each branch of the temple had four chief priests, each of whom was a powerful man with unfathomable strength. On top of that, there was also a ruler.
The overall Holy Lord, as well as twelve Blood Knights and one hundred and eight Holy Sword Knights.
Such a lineup is simply like the heavenly soldiers and generals in mythology, which is intimidating.
"These three chief priests are so fierce, aren't the other chief priests more terrifying?" Ling Xiao murmured to himself, with a trace of unspeakable fear in his eyes. He could not imagine what would happen if the four chief priests gathered together.
What a shocking picture, and what kind of perverted existence the Holy Lord they are facing will be?
At this moment, Ling Xiao was really desperate.
He originally thought that with the strength of himself and his companions, he would be able to make a mark on the Baize Continent. However, at this moment, facing the terrifying force of the Holy Church, he truly realized his insignificance and powerlessness.
No wonder the Holy Church can rule the entire Baize Continent. Their power is simply beyond ordinary people's imagination. It is so outrageous and incredible.
The military force of the Holy Church is definitely the highest combat power of any government. There is no doubt about this. Their existence is like the towering mountain peaks standing on the top of Baize Continent, making people look up and awe.
Unless an extremely evil being appears, possessing the power to subvert convention and challenge the limits, otherwise, it will be impossible to compete with the Holy Church. And how rare are such beings?
Ling Xiao took a deep breath and tried to calm down the fear and despair in his heart. He knew that at this moment, he could not be swallowed up by these negative emotions.
He must cheer up and find a way to break the situation. Even if the hope is slim, he must try his best to fight for that glimmer of hope. Because he knows very well that once he gives up, it means complete failure and destruction.
"Yeah, it's so perverted!" Beside Ling Xiao, Xiao Lianzhu and Ling Bi gasped almost at the same time. Their expressions instantly became extremely ugly, and their eyes were full of disbelief and deep shock.
Both of them are the best among the younger generation. They have been gifted since childhood and have practiced hard. They have few rivals among the warriors of their generation. However, when facing a truly super strong person like the three chief priests, they deeply realized that
There is still an insurmountable gap between himself and the truly strong.
Xiao Lianzhu bit her lower lip tightly and clenched the corners of her clothes unconsciously with her hands. There was both fear and unwillingness in her eyes. Ling Bi closed her eyes slightly, seeming to be trying to calm down the turmoil in her heart, but
The trembling eyelashes still revealed her inner panic and helplessness.
At this time, the eyes of the three chief priests were like two sharp swords, suddenly locked on Ling Xiao. His voice was cold and majestic, with an unquestionable meaning: "Boy, follow us obediently. You should understand that your resistance is with me.
In my eyes, it’s not worth mentioning and it’s a futile effort.”
Ling Xiao's body trembled slightly, and he felt the powerful pressure from the words of the three chief priests. It was as if there was an invisible mountain pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
But he did not flinch. Instead, he took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound more determined: "I will go with you, will you let them go?"
His eyes flashed with complex emotions, including worry about his companions, uncertainty about the future, and a subtle determination. He knew that he might not be able to change his upcoming fate, but at least he could make a contribution to his future.
The companions fought for a chance of survival.
At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to have grown a lot. He was no longer the impulsive young man, but a warrior who was willing to sacrifice himself for others.
"What do you think?" The voice of the three chief priests was calm, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
He spoke slowly, and every word seemed to come from an ice cellar, bitingly cold, "If I said yes, with your intelligence, you would naturally guess that I was lying to you. So, I will tell the truth, no matter what
Whether you come with us or not, they will all die. They rebelled against the church, which is a great sin and cannot be forgiven!"
Ling Xiao's heart sank. He pursed his lips tightly and stared straight into the cold, knife-like eyes of the three chief priests. He could feel that the words of the three chief priests were full of unquestionable determination, as if their fate was theirs.
It is already determined and cannot be changed.
"Then there's no need to talk." Ling Xiao's voice was low and firm, and there was a ruthless look in his eyes, which was his last struggle in despair.
He knows very well that the method he is unwilling to use may be his only chance of survival, but it is also what he is least willing to face. However, what can he do if he doesn't use it? If he doesn't use it, he will never be the leader of these three priests.
His opponent and his companions will all survive.
Ling Xiao's fists tightened, and his heart was full of contradictions and struggles. He was eager to protect his companions and to change this destined fate, but the cruelty of reality forced him to face this cruel choice.