Long Yingtian's eyes were equally solemn. He slowly turned his head to look at Cheng Shifei, and his voice was low and firm: "No!" There was no hesitation or hesitation in his tone, as if he had already accepted this cruel reality.
"If there is no accident, we have no chance of winning at all. The enemy is too strong." Long Yingtian continued, with a hint of helplessness and bitterness in his voice. He knew that the strength of the Holy Temple was definitely not as strong as what they currently have.
Even if they try their best, they may not be able to withstand the attack of the temple.
Cheng Shifei frowned when he heard this, and a trace of doubt and unwillingness flashed in his eyes: "Then we still have to fight?" There was a bit of confusion and struggle in his voice, as if he could not accept this desperate ending.
"War is not a simple numerical comparison, let alone a comparison of odds. War is very complicated. If we don't fight, no one knows what will happen." Long Yingtian's voice was steady and powerful, and every word seemed to come from the bottom of his heart.
With unquestionable determination.
His eyes passed through the layers of clouds and mist, as if he saw the distant future, where there were hopes and dreams that they had never given up.
"What's more, we have no choice. Even if we die in the end, we will spread the spark of resistance to the entire Baize Continent." Long Yingtian's tone contained a trace of tragedy and determination. He knew the difficulty of this war.
and cruel, but he understood better that this was their responsibility and mission as warriors and as members of this continent.
He continued: "A single spark can start a prairie fire. Sooner or later, more people will rise up to resist the church. At that time, even if we die, our death will not be in vain."
Hearing this, Cheng Shifei's eyes flashed with admiration and recognition.
He grinned, and there was a bit of heroism and unrulyness in that smile: "Yes, let's go to the Demon-Suppressing Mansion Holy Church. This guy who is sitting on top of us and lording it over should be destroyed."
His voice was full of anger and disdain for the temple, as if he couldn't wait to defeat this huge enemy with his own hands.
The two looked at each other and smiled, a tacit understanding and trust that could be understood without any words.
They flew away through the sky, leaving behind brilliant light and shadows in the void, like two bright shooting stars, piercing the silence of the night sky.
Their hearts are full of expectations for the future and desire for victory. They know that this war is not only for themselves, but also for the peace and freedom of the entire Baize Continent.
Behind them are the ruins of the Empress Palace and the firm gaze of Emperor Huangzhu, as if they are also sending off and blessing them for their departure. And in this vast Baize Continent, more sparks are quietly gestating, waiting.
The moment it is ignited, it illuminates the darkness of the entire world.
…
Ling Xiao found a quiet valley deep in the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery as a place for training. It was surrounded by dense forests, and only the occasional roar of beasts broke the tranquility. He sat cross-legged, surrounded by a faint soul power
Fluctuation has obviously entered a state of cultivation.
He slowly took out a treasure that exuded a faint light from his arms, which was the mysterious magic weapon called "Shen Waishen".
This magic weapon is said to be able to transform into a clone with the same strength as the user, but in Ling Xiao's hands, it seems to have failed to exert its due power. Ling Xiao frowned, staring at the magic weapon intently, pointing his fingers
Gently rubbing the delicate lines on it, trying to find out the mystery.
An hour passed quietly, but Ling Xiao still couldn't find anything abnormal. He sighed helplessly and was about to put the magic weapon back into his arms. At this moment, a soft and fragrant fragrance floated in the wind, interrupting
his thoughts.
Ling Xiao raised his head slightly, looking through the layers of leaves, he saw a graceful figure slowly falling from the sky.
It was a woman dressed in white, with a beautiful face and an ethereal temperament. She was the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul. Her figure was as light as a swallow, as if she was not bound by gravity. Her white jade feet lightly stepped on the ground, but did not leave any trace.
Leave no trace.
"Is the Saint looking for something to do with me?" Ling Xiao was slightly frightened, but his face remained calm and indifferent. Although he had interacted with the Heavenly Soul Saint several times, every time she appeared there was always a sense of calmness and indifference.
Indescribable mystery and majesty.
Saintess Tianhun nodded slightly, her eyes fell on the "outer body" in Ling Xiao's hand, and her voice was cold and direct: "Do you feel something is wrong with that outer body?"
"That's right, you also know about this treasure?" Ling Xiao's eyes were full of curiosity and surprise. He didn't expect that the Heavenly Soul Saint also knew something about the "external body".
The Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul smiled softly, and that smile seemed to contain endless meanings and secrets.
She did not answer Ling Xiao's question directly, but casually took out a spherical metal from her sleeve. There was a faint fluorescence flowing on it, as if it contained some mysterious power.
She tossed it gently, and the metal ball seemed to have come to life, drawing a graceful arc and landing steadily in Ling Xiao's hand.
"What is this?" Ling Xiao held the metal ball and just asked the question when he was surprised to find that the ball flew towards the "external body" in his hand. Then, he heard a soft "click"
When the sound clicked, the ball was perfectly embedded on the outer body.
At that moment, Ling Xiao seemed to feel an unprecedented power pouring out of his body. Compared with the incomplete body before, the body at this moment seemed to be reborn, becoming more complete and stronger.
There was an indescribable joy and excitement in his heart, and his eyes were fixed on the magic weapon in his hand, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.
"This is the complete body outside the body, use it well, its quality is more powerful than you imagine." The voice of the Heavenly Soul Saint was like the sound of nature, slowly ringing in Ling Xiao's ears. Her
There was a hint of pride and confidence in his tone, as if he had absolute trust and understanding of this magic weapon.
Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, then turned his eyes to the Heavenly Soul Saint again, feeling an inexplicable gratitude and doubt in his heart: "Why give it to me?" There was a trace of confusion and gratitude in his voice, as if he was asking someone he already knew.
The answer is a question that I can’t believe.
"You are using this thing very well. The next battle will be a matter of life and death. The stronger you are, the more at ease I will be." The voice of the Heavenly Soul Saint is soft but firm, and every word seems to be uttered from the bottom of her heart.
With unquestionable trust and expectation.
Her eyes fell on the body in Ling Xiao's hands. There was both appreciation and worry in her eyes, as if at this moment, she was placing all her hopes on Ling Xiao.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao shook his head slightly and looked at the Heavenly Soul Saint deeply, as if he was trying to see through her true thoughts: "Tell me your true thoughts, Lady Saint."