At this point, Hun Huan's eyes were already red, and tears were welling up in his eyes, but he resisted and did not let them fall.

There was deep self-blame and regret in his voice, as if he wanted to pour out all the pain and struggle in his heart. At this moment, he was no longer the arrogant and arrogant leader of the Soul Clan, but a man who had made mistakes.

, ordinary people who long for salvation.

"Hahahaha!" The laughter of the three chief priests echoed in the hall, with an undoubted majesty and coldness in his voice. His smile revealed a kind of indifference to life, as if in his eyes, life is just

A game that can be controlled at will.

"The church never believes in tears, only in dead people." The words of the three chief priests were cold and decisive, and every word was like a sharp blade, piercing the hearts of everyone present.

There was a deep chill in his eyes, as if he could see into the fear and despair in people's hearts. "How can someone who has betrayed once follow us steadily? If you want to die, so will the group of people who follow you.

Unless you kill them, I can give you a chance."

Speaking of this, the tone of the three chief priests revealed a kind of teasing and provocation, as if he was appreciating Hun Huan's inner struggle and pain. He raised his chin slightly, and his eyes were full of a sense of control over Hun Huan's fate.

"Okay, I'll give you a cup of tea to think about." The words of the three chief priests were like a cold command, interrupting Hun Huan's thoughts. He turned around and no longer looked at Hun Huan, as if he had already paid attention to Hun Huan.

The final verdict was made on fate.

Immediately, the eyes of the three chief priests fell on Hun Wuxu and Saint Tianhun. A gentle smile appeared on his face, as if he was looking at the two proud disciples.

"You two are the pride of the Soul Clan, and you are also extremely talented. If you are willing to submit to the Holy Church, I can make you two the Holy Sons and Saints of the Holy Church. Your status will rise and you will enjoy unprecedented glory and honor.

that power."

There was a seductive charm in the words of the three chief priests, as if they were painting a beautiful picture of the future for Hun Wuxu and Saint Tianhun.

There was a kind of expectation and appreciation in his eyes, as if he was waiting for their answer. However, behind his smile, there was an unfathomable conspiracy and calculation, which made people feel a chill.

"Dream!" the Heavenly Soul Saint snorted coldly, with an undoubted determination and pride in her voice. Her eyes shone with determination, as if she was ready to fight the enemy to the bitter end.

Her figure is tall and straight, like a lotus blooming proudly in the wind and rain. She will never give in even when facing a powerful enemy.

"I, the Heavenly Soul Saint, am a member of the Soul Clan, and when I die, I am a ghost of the Soul Clan." The Heavenly Soul Saint's voice was sonorous and powerful, and every word was like an oath uttered from the bottom of her heart.

Her tone was full of deep affection and loyalty to the Soul Clan, as if at this moment, she had closely connected her life with the fate of the Soul Clan. "Today, I will fight you to the end to protect the safety of our clan.

You want me to surrender and dream!"

There was a kind of tragedy and determination in her words, as if she was declaring her determination to the enemy. Her eyes revealed a kind of fearlessness and determination, as if at this moment, she had put her own life and death aside, just to protect

The safety of the soul clan.

Then, she looked at Hun Wuxu, with a trace of inquiry and expectation in her eyes. She asked: "Hun Wuxu, are you the same?" There was a kind of trust and determination in her voice, as if she was speaking.

Waiting for Hun Wuxu's response, hoping that he can fight side by side with him to protect the Hun clan together.

However, Hun Wuxu shook his head, his eyes revealing a complicated emotion. He looked at the three chief priests, with a hint of helplessness and determination in his voice: "Third chief priest, I, Hun Wuxu, am willing to surrender to the church.

"

His words were like a sharp knife, piercing into the hearts of everyone present. His eyes revealed a kind of confusion and helplessness about the future, as if he had paid a huge price when he made this decision.

Hearing Hun Wuxu's answer, the three chief priests showed a satisfied smile on their faces. He laughed, with a kind of pride and expectation in his voice:

"Okay! Hahahaha!" His laughter echoed in the hall, as if he was celebrating his victory. He looked at Hun Wuxu, his eyes shining with appreciation and expectation.

He knows that Hun Wuxu's talent is extremely terrifying. If this person can join the Holy Church, then together with Bai Yan, he can become the two most talented people in the Holy Church of Zhenhun Mansion. The Holy Church will become even more invincible and unbeatable.

"Hun Wuxu, you!" The Heavenly Soul Saint looked at Hun Wuxu in astonishment. Her eyes that were once full of trust and admiration were now full of shock and confusion.

Her voice trembled slightly, as if she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her. Her body leaned back slightly, her hands clenched into fists, and her nails dug deeply into her palms, but she felt no pain at all.

Hun Huan was also stunned, his eyes also filled with disbelief.

He looked at Hun Wuxu, and the once familiar and proud face now became unfamiliar and cold. An indescribable anger and disappointment surged in his heart, as if he had been betrayed by the person closest to him.

Hun Wuxu, this hero who was once the pride of their Soul Clan, a hero who bravely killed enemies on the battlefield countless times and made great achievements for the Soul Clan countless times, but at this moment, his behavior was extremely shameless and unacceptable.

"Don't blame me." Hun Wuxu said calmly, his voice was calm and indifferent, as if he had already made a decision and no longer had any hesitation.

He raised his head and looked at Hun Huan and Tianhun Saint. A trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, but they were quickly replaced by indifference.

"My talents are unparalleled in the past and present. If I were allowed to die here, I would not be willing to do so. Don't worry, patriarch, saint, the soul clan will definitely flourish in my hands in the future."

There was an unquestionable firmness and confidence in his words, as if he had already seen himself leading the Soul Clan to a glorious future.

However, his words also revealed a desire for power and a cherishing of life, which made people feel chilled.

After saying that, he rose up from the sky, like an eagle flying high, and instantly came to the side of the three chief priests. He knelt down without hesitation, and his voice was firm and powerful: "Hun Wuxu is willing to accept the Holy Light.

baptism."

The third chief priest looked at Hun Wuxu with a satisfied smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Hun Wuxu's forehead. At that moment, the entire hall seemed to be still, and everyone's eyes were focused.

on this scene.
Chapter completed!