Seeing the look of surprise appearing on Ling Xiao's face, biting the fire suddenly became proud, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face. The laughter seemed to be the cry of the night owl, which made people feel proud: "Boy, look at where can you run now? Today is your death!"

Ling Xiao sighed helplessly. Although there was a hint of helplessness on his face, he was a little calmer and said:

"I didn't expect that the old guy from Xuantian Temple would dare to take the big fuss in the world to help you the Holy Temple. It seems that you have invested a lot this time in order to get the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword. Since that's the case, just give me money. I'll sell the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword to you, and everyone will get what you need. Wouldn't it be nice?"

"Hmph!" Jiehuo snorted coldly, the voice seemed to squeeze out from his teeth, full of disdain and murderous intent, "Do you think we are all fools? How crazy Zhuxue is, our hearts are like a mirror. Now, we not only want to get the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, but more importantly, we must completely eliminate your disaster to eliminate future troubles!"

Speaking of this, biting the fire and smiling coldly, the smile was like the frost of winter.

"Of course, if you still want to struggle to die, you can choose to escape. However, I advise you to save your energy and look around. This space has been reinforced by us. If you want to use the power of space to escape, unless you can break through the barrier set by all of us with one person's strength!"

Ling Xiao sighed helplessly, with a deep sense of helplessness and teasing in his eyes. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a curve that seemed to be a smile, and he said:

"Everyone, why should I be so hard to fight each other? I asked myself that there is no grudge with your Holy Church, and I don't owe you any money, but look at you, it seems that you have an irreconcilable grudge with me. Why is this? Could it be that I would cuckold you while you are not paying attention?"

His voice floated slowly in the breeze, with a bit of unruly and free and easy, and seemed out of place in this tense atmosphere.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Jiehuo's eyes widened, the ferociousness on his face became more and more obvious, and he shouted viciously, "Unless you can untie the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword and your own binding and hand over the sword obediently, otherwise today will be your death date. Never think about leaving this hill half a step alive!"

Jiehuo knew in his heart that Ling Xiao was definitely not Yi with him. If he could not take action and let Ling Xiao take the initiative to unbind, it would be better.

Furthermore, at this moment, they are aggressive on the surface, but in fact they are secretly using secret techniques to try to completely lock Ling Xiao's position. At this critical critical moment, they cannot force Ling Xiao to jump over the wall and escape desperately now, otherwise it will be extremely difficult to track it down.

"Want to lock my position? Your abacus is too loud, it's just a daydream!" Ling Xiao not only did not feel afraid at all when he heard this, but instead raised his head and laughed. The laughter was cheerful and wanton, as if he was mocking the overestimation of his ability among others.

Just as the laughter was still echoing in the air, the next moment, his body disappeared out of thin air like an illusory shadow without warning, leaving only the empty place, as if he had never appeared here.

"Damn it, that's not his real person, it's just a clone!" Jiehuo's face turned pale as paper as paper, and beads of sweat rolled down on his forehead. He was full of regret. He never expected that Ling Xiao was so alert and keen. Before they had completely completed the lock, they noticed the dangerous aura, and then chose to evacuate without hesitation.

"What should I do if I do Lord Jiehuo?" The powerful men in the Holy Temple looked at each other, and they all turned their eyes to Jiehuo, their eyes full of anxiety and inquiries.

He stomped his feet hard, sighed and said with annoyance: "This kid is so cunning! He must have expected that we would use Xuantianguan's tracking technique to find his whereabouts, so he prepared his clone in advance and was like a slippery loach, which made people unable to start!"

He said, paced back and forth, trying to calm his irritability and anger.

After thinking for a while, Jiehuo stopped suddenly, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "There is no choice. This time we failed to successfully lock in his original deity, and we still have to rely on the power of Xuantian Temple. Let's go, everyone will follow me to find Emperor Xuan, and then find a way to make a long-term plan!"

After saying that, Jiehuo took everyone, and hurried towards the direction of Xuantianguan, leaving only the hill with a silence, as if the thrilling confrontation just now was just an illusory dream.

Jiehuo and his group hurriedly rushed towards Xuantian Temple again. Everyone looked solemn and walked in a hurry along the way. When they finally arrived in front of the majestic and quaint mountain gate of Xuantian Temple, they found that the atmosphere inside the temple was extremely quiet, completely different from the solemn and solemn thing in the past, with a hint of strangeness.

Jiehuo suppressed his anxiety and strode into the temple, searching for Emperor Xuan everywhere. However, after some search, there was no trace of Emperor Xuan.

In desperation, Jiehuo had to stop a disciple under Xuantianguan. The disciple looked hurried, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Jiehuo frowned, with a little anxious and unhappy tone in his tone, and asked, "Where is Emperor Xuan? We have something urgent to look for him!" The disciple lowered his head slightly, and replied with a trembling voice: "Report to Master, Emperor Xuan... He is seriously injured and has chosen to go into seclusion now and has not seen anyone."

When Jiehuo heard this, his face instantly became extremely ugly, just like the gloomy sky before the storm. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and his joints turned white due to the force.

Yaohuo knew in his heart that although the Holy Temple is powerful and extremely powerful in the world, it is currently facing the crazy backlash of the remnants of the Demon Sect, and the situation is in danger. In this case, they can no longer rashly offend too many enemies.

What's more, Xuan Tianguan has helped them many times before. Last time, Emperor Xuan even spent his own essence and blood to help them track Ling Xiao, which led to his helpless retreat.

If they really come here this time and force Emperor Xuan to come out for help, it is very likely that the Xuantian Temple will be completely pushed to Ling Xiao, and the situation facing the Holy Temple will be even more difficult at that time.

Jiehuo was full of unwillingness and anger, but had nowhere to vent. He paced back and forth in Xuantian Temple, struggling for a long time. Finally, he sighed deeply, waved his hand helplessly, and turned around and left with everyone.

Although he vaguely suspected that Emperor Xuan's move might not want to work hard for them anymore, no matter how suspicious he was, even if this suspicion was true, he could not completely force Xuantianguan to the opponent because of impulse, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
Chapter completed!