Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Okay, then I won't force you. You all go to hell." The voice of the high priest was as cold as the wind, with an unquestionable determination. His face was distorted, and his grin revealed his contempt for life and his desire for power.

Then, he gently pressed his right hand downward, as if he was making a silent judgment. Under this pressure, the sky and the earth changed color, and a suffocating force, like a mountain torrent, surged towards everyone in the Demon Suppression Mansion.

This force was overbearing and ruthless. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be distorted, and even the air made a sharp whistle.

Under the impact of this force, the city defense formation carefully arranged by Ling Xiao began to crumble, and the light dimmed, as if it would collapse at any time. The entire Chaos Demon City, under the cover of this force, seemed to be crumbling, as if it was about to usher in the end.

"Stop it!" Jiang Xiruo roared, with endless determination and unyielding in her voice. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten all the pain and fatigue, and her whole body's breath suddenly surged, like a bright star, blooming the most dazzling light in the night sky.

She clenched her hands, and a faint fluorescence flowed between her palms. That was all the spiritual power in her body gathering, ready to welcome this final decisive battle. In her eyes, there was both love for life and calmness about death.

She knew that if she couldn't stop this power, then the Demon House would be destroyed, and the land she was guarding and all the life below would be gone.

At this moment, Jiang Xiruo seemed to be integrated with the world, every cell in her was roaring, and every nerve in her was tense. She wanted to use all her strength to fight against this power that could destroy everything and protect everything she cherished.

"Humble! Ignorant!"

The high priest looked down at Jiang Xiruo with contempt. His deep eyes seemed to contain an endless abyss, and the contempt he exuded was like a biting cold wind, which made people feel afraid.

The terrifying power surrounding him surged even more fiercely as he finished speaking, like a surging wave, almost swallowing up the world.

"Puff!"

Jiang Xiruo felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if she was hit by a heavy hammer, and then a mouthful of blood flowed out of her mouth uncontrollably, staining her clothes red.

Her face turned extremely pale at this moment, like a branch covered with frost and snow in winter, without any blood color, but her eyes still flashed with an unyielding light.

"Mother!"

Ling Xiao saw this scene, his heart was like a knife, he rushed over without hesitation, wanting to help Jiang Xiruo resist this fatal blow.

However, even if he tried his best, plus Jiang Xiruo's strength, he still couldn't compete with the high priest. In their eyes, the figure of the high priest was like a towering mountain, unshakable, and the terrifying strength made them despair.

Ling Xiao's fists were clenched, veins bulging, and his eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness. He knew very well that the strength of this high priest had exceeded their imagination and was so powerful that it was suffocating.

He couldn't help but secretly speculate in his heart, this guy was so terrifying, what kind of existence should the legendary Holy Lord of the Soul-Calming Mansion be? I'm afraid he was truly a powerful person who could control life and death.

"Die!"

There was a cold look in the eyes of the high priest, without the slightest pity or hesitation. Today, he must kill Ling Xiao and Jiang Xiruo, mother and son, to eliminate future troubles.

Because he knew very well that the talents of these two people were too terrifying. If they could survive and give them enough time, they might really become the nightmare of the Holy Hall and put the Holy Hall into endless crisis.

At this moment, the high priest's body was once again surging with stronger energy fluctuations, like a beast about to break free, ready to give Ling Xiao and Jiang Xiruo a fatal blow. Ling Xiao and Jiang Xiruo, however, seemed even smaller and more helpless under the pressure of this force.

"Don't bully Daddy!"

This sentence, with an unquestionable firmness and inviolable pride, suddenly exploded at the edge of Ling Xiao's consciousness that was about to collapse. Although the voice was delicate, it contained endless anger and unyielding, like a raging fire, instantly igniting the fire of hope that was about to go out in Ling Xiao's heart.

Just when Ling Xiao felt that his body was like broken porcelain, every piece of it was trembling in pain, as if it was about to fall apart at any time, a petite and firm figure suddenly flew out of the mysterious magic needle space, like a meteor that cut through the sky, with an indescribable power.

Tongtong's figure, at this moment, seemed to resonate with the heaven and earth, and the terrifying power surged out of her body, sweeping across the sky.

That power, ancient and mysterious, with a momentum that could overturn the world, instantly tore the originally peaceful space apart, and the sandstorms flew all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, dyeing the whole world a withered yellow color, as if the end of the world had come.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, the high priest's attack that was enough to destroy the mountains and rivers was instantly shattered by Tongtong's sudden power, like a fragile bubble that collapsed at the touch of a button.

In this deafening roar, Ling Xiao's consciousness gradually recovered. In the blur, he saw Tongtong's figure, whose small body seemed particularly small in the wind and sand, but also extremely tough.

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At this time, Tongtong seemed different from usual. Her body appeared and disappeared in the wind and sand, as if she could disappear invisible at any time, revealing a heart-stopping feeling of fragility.

Her glowing eyes turned scarlet with anger, like burning flames, lighting up everything around her.

In those eyes, there was not only deep worry and reluctance for Ling Xiao, but also endless hatred and determination for the chief priest. Her little fists were clenched, as if she was ready to deliver another fatal blow at any time, protecting the most important person in her heart.

"What the hell?"

The face of the chief priest instantly became extremely ugly, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world. His eyes, which had always been as calm as a mountain, now revealed a hint of shock and uneasiness that was difficult to conceal.

He really didn't expect that Ling Xiao, a seemingly ordinary young man, would actually hide such an amazing trump card.

The power that erupted from Tongtong was so terrifying and weird that even he, the high-ranking chief priest, felt an unprecedented tremor, as if he was not facing a person, but someone who could overturn the world. The existence of terror.

"Tongtong, no!"

There was a hint of urgency and pleading in Ling Xiao's voice, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Tongtong, his eyes full of worry and reluctance. I always feel like something bad is going to happen. Tongtong is so abnormal now.