Retreat!

This idea became stronger and stronger in the heart of the White Robe Palm Sacrifice. He knew very well that since the plan had failed, it would be meaningless even if he persisted.

Continuing to stay on this battlefield will only kill more masters of the Holy Temple and make the situation worse. It is better to stop the loss in time, preserve your strength, and wait for the next opportunity.

And just as he was full of worry and hesitation, Ling Xiao below was like a crazy beast, killing him on the battlefield.

His figure was like a ghost and the warriors of the sacred tumbling. The weapons in his hand were flashing with cold light, and every time he waved it, he could take away a living life. Blood splattered beside him, screams echoed in his ears, but he seemed to be unaware of it, with only endless killing and anger in his eyes.

However, in a moment, Ling Xiao's cultivation level had been promoted to the eighth level of Tianhe Realm, and it was still increasing. The spiritual energy surged around his body, forming a huge vortex that constantly absorbed the surrounding energy.

The main reason is that these powerful people in the Holy Temple are very strong. Their bodies contain rich star power and vitality, which can provide him with enough energy to keep strengthening. Every time he devours a strong person in the Holy Temple, his strength will increase by a point, and his aura will become more and more terrifying.

"White robe, let's retreat, we have failed!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the mind of the White Robe Palmist. The voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of helplessness and reluctance. It was the voice of the Red Robe Palmist.

It turned out that the Red Robe Palm Sacrifice had been secretly paying attention to the situation of the battle. He saw the masters of the Holy Temple retreating step by step under Ling Xiao's attack and suffered heavy losses, and knew that this battle had no chance of winning.

He couldn't bear to see more disciples of the Holy Clan sacrifice in vain, so he conveyed the news to the White Robe Palm Sacrifice through telepathy.

The white robe palm sacrifice was floating, and the power of the stars was fluctuating violently. His face was as gloomy as the sky before the storm came. He gritted his teeth and said, "I want to retreat too!" The voice was full of resentment and resentment, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth.

He took a deep breath, his eyes revealed determination and worry, and said anxiously to the spiritual consciousness of the Red Robe Palm Sacrifice:

"But Hongpao, have you ever thought about it? It is already so difficult for us to deal with Ling Xiao today. Look at the battlefield below, he is like an unstoppable beast, slaughtering the disciples of our Holy Church.

If we continue to let him grow, we will have no chance. Can you imagine? In time, how powerful will be?

He is like an expanding bomb that may blow our temple to pieces at any time. Ling Xiao must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise he will become the culprit for destroying the temple!”

The sound of the Red Rou Palm Sacrifice sounded in the mind of the White Rou Palm Sacrifice, with a hint of calmness and reason:

"You should understand that his strength is no less than you and me now, and he has definitely reached the peak level of the Star Realm. Look at the methods he just showed, the power of the Blood Tribulation True Demon, and the Demon Swallowing Heaven, each of which is amazingly powerful. Even if you and I join forces, it is impossible to kill him easily. He is like a hard stubborn stone, and it is not easy to smash him."

The white-robed palm festival sneered, and the laughter was filled with ridicule and disdain:

"Hongpao, why are you so mother-in-law now? If we don't kill him now, do you think there will be a future? Now, he has not surpassed the Star Realm. Although he is strong, we still have a chance to kill him.

Our Holy Church has stood in this continent for many years and has experienced countless storms. Do we have to retreat because of a small Lingxiao? When this is spread, how can our Holy Church remain?”

The Red Robe Palm Sacrifice fell into silence, and his spiritual consciousness was moving rapidly, weighing the pros and cons.

He knew that the White Robe Palm Sacrifice made sense. Ling Xiao was like a time bomb, which could cause a catastrophe to the Holy Church at any time. But he also knew that Ling Xiao was too powerful now and that if he wanted to kill him, he would have to pay a huge price.

At this time, the battlefield below was tragic. The powerful people of the temple fell down one by one under Ling Xiao's attack, and the blood stained the earth red. Those were the elites of the temple. Each of them grew up after years of cultivation and training.

They once fought for the glory of the Holy Church, but now they have lost their lives on this battlefield. Even if they are as powerful as the Holy Church, it is a very terrible thing to lose so many people. This may mean that they will not be able to completely shock the King of Qin, the King of Feather, the King of Water and Xuantian Temple in the future.

These forces have been eyeing the temple. Once they learn that the temple has suffered such huge losses, they may take the opportunity to unite and launch an attack on the temple. By then, the temple will be in an unprecedented crisis.

When the Red Rou Palm Saint thought of this, his heart felt heavy. He didn't know how to decide, whether to follow the advice of the White Rou Palm Saint, join forces with him to fight to the death, or choose to retreat, preserve his strength, and wait for a better opportunity.

At this time, Ling Xiao was like a demon god descending from hell, emitting a terrifying aura all over his body. Every move he made was accompanied by the screams of the powerful people in the Holy Temple and the splatter of blood.

In addition to the two top masters of the Holy Church, the White Robe Palm Sacrifice and the Red Robe Palm Sacrifice, only Shen Yi and Shen Er were able to support him for a moment under his attack.

Shenyi and Shenyi are both top-notch existences in the Holy Hall. They have rich combat experience and superb martial arts. Even so, when facing Ling Xiao, they can only support themselves, and their bodies are already covered with scars.

The other powerful people in the Holy Temple were vulnerable to Ling Xiao, and they were simply killed by whoever blocked Ling Xiao. Those who tried to stop Ling Xiao were instantly torn to pieces under his terrifying attack, like fragile paper men.

Blood flows freely on the battlefield, corpses pile up like mountains, and the entire battlefield is like purgatory on earth.

The most terrifying thing is that every time a strong man in the Holy Temple dies, Ling Xiao will become stronger. The Demon Swallowing Technique he used is like a bottomless pit, madly devouring the star power and vitality of these strong men.

As he continued to devour, his aura became stronger and more powerful, more terrifying. If he continued like this, he didn't know what Ling Xiao would be as powerful as he was. Perhaps by then, he would really become unstoppable and become a nightmare for the entire continent.

Seeing that the Red Rou Palm Sacrifice was still hesitating, the White Rou Palm Sacrifice was anxious, and a hint of anxiety and anger appeared in his eyes, and he urged:

"Make a decision quickly. You should understand that if you continue to let him grow, even the Holy Lord may not be his opponent. The glory and future of our Holy Church are in our hands. If you don't take action decisively now and when he becomes stronger, everything will be too late. If you refuse to take action, let God Zero take action!"
Chapter completed!