Jiang Yuyan's figure was like a kite with a thread ripped off in the wind, flying uncontrollably towards the depths of the void, and her figure seemed so small and fragile in the vast void.

After a moment, a figure fell from the sky like a meteor.

At this moment, Jiang Yuyan's originally neat clothes were shattered, and strands of cloth fluttered in the wind. The once majestic magic sword in her hand was now only half left, with cracks on the sword body, and a faint breath of decay.

"Master!" Below, Chongtian widened his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief and grief. The shout seemed to burst out from the depths of his soul, with endless sorrow.

Ling Xiao looked at Jiang Yuyan who was slowly falling, and the knife in his hand seemed to be as trembling as intelligent as he was, as if he was sad and angry about this scene.

In a blink of an eye, Jiang Yuyan fell heavily in front of him, raising a piece of dust.

Her breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, and every breath seemed to exhaust all her strength.

"Why are you so stupid?" Ling Xiao frowned, his eyes full of confusion and movement, and his voice trembled slightly.

In his perception, his intersection with Jiang Yuyan was not profound, and this sudden self-sacrifice was far beyond his expectations.

Jiang Yuyan pulled a sad smile from the corner of her mouth, and the smile was filled with relief and relief: "You saved my life, and the grace of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring. This time, I have only helped you. Over the years, I have only had the ambition to revitalize the Magic Tower and eliminate the Holy Temple, but I have been looking forward to it, timid, and only knowing how to wait for the opportunity, but I have never really let it go... Now, it has been considered a break for my obsession."

"Today, I finally got what I want! You don't have to worry about it, this is all my own choice. Instead of living humble and cowardly in this world, it is better to be free and die happily!" Jiang Yuyan's voice was weak, but she was determined, with bleeding from the corners of her mouth, but her eyes were particularly bright, as if she had found the peace that she had been seeking for a long time on the verge of death.

When Ling Xiao heard this, he sighed heavily, and the sigh seemed to be filled with endless fatigue and helplessness.

"If you go like this, I will become a sinner who will never be restored to the devil's tower. If you live, leave the green mountains there. Let's see how I will tear the high temple without leaving any tiles!"

After saying that, his arm was lightly raised, and his demonic energy surged around him, turning into an invisible force, steadily swept Jiang Yuyan into the space of the demon needle. The mist of spiritual energy in the space was an excellent place for healing. I just hoped that she could protect her and help her slowly recover her vitality.

Since the Holy Lord of the Holy Church has appeared, Ling Xiao knows that it is meaningless to hide his head and tail like this.

The ultimate showdown with the Holy Church, the real winner must be revealed at this moment.

Jiang Yuyan took action rashly, which was completely beyond Ling Xiao's expectations. The incident happened suddenly and he didn't even have time to stop it.

Fortunately, fate still has a little pity. Although Jiang Yuyan was seriously injured, her life was not worried for the time being, but her breath was weak. Perhaps she had to spend a long time in her sleep before she could wake up.

Recalling the scene where the giant hand held the power of destroying the world and slammed Jiang Yuyan heavily, Ling Xiao's eyes became even more gloomy.

That simple palm made Jiang Yuyan hurt so much that her internal organs were shaken and her meridians were broken. If she hadn't had her strong will, she would have died on the spot.

Ling Xiao slowly raised his head, his eyes penetrated the layers of voids, and looked straight at the powerful man hiding in the clouds.

The figure was illusory and ethereal, looming, and a mysterious and powerful aura was emitted throughout the body, which made people dare not look directly at it.

But there is no doubt that this person is the strongest person in the Dazhen Dynasty Dynasty Church - the Holy Lord of the Holy Church.

Ling Xiao curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was like a bell. He asked to the void: "Are you the high Holy Lord of the Holy Church?"

For a moment, everything in the world was silent, and only the sound of Lingxiao was echoing slowly.

The man did not respond, but the strange silence seemed to be the most powerful recognition.

"Okay! Since that's the case, today, I will let you see with your own eyes how the temple you regard as the foundation will turn into ruins and become powder in my hands!"

Ling Xiao's face was as gloomy as if it was a dark night before the storm. There was a blazing rage in his eyes, and the anger seemed to burn the world.

Previously, he was worried and unwilling to use the ace of the Demon Spirit King easily, so he didn't want to provoke the Holy Lord of the Holy Hall too early to avoid falling into a place of doom.

But now, the other party has appeared and the troops are at the city. What else can hesitate to hesitate? Should we put the trump card in our hands on the shelf and wait for death?

He Ling Xiao is definitely not such a stupid person!

At this moment, his murderous intent surged in his heart and almost lost control.

Countless people of the Batian Empire were slaughtered, and white bones were piled up like mountains. Today, he will repay blood with blood and make the temple pay a heavy price!

His eyes were as cold as the frost and snow in the cold night, and his voice was even colder as bright as Xuanbing. He said to the senior Demon King beside him: "Senior Demon King, I'll stop this Holy Lord, I'm going to destroy the Holy Hall!"

Every word seemed to have a biting chill, condensed into ice in the air.

At this moment, a crisp and stubborn voice sounded: "Stop this guy, there is no need to stop the Demon Spirit King, let me do it!"

The sound was like a crisp silver bell, which seemed particularly abrupt in this tense atmosphere.

Ling Xiao was slightly stunned, with a look of surprise on his face.

This green spirit is the sword spirit of the sword evil sword. He always faces him in a tit-for-tat way and often makes a few sarcastic words. The relationship between the two is as incompatible as water and fire.

But now, she actually took the initiative to stand up and ask for a fight, which was really beyond Ling Xiao's expectations.

"Why?" Ling Xiao frowned, his eyes full of curiosity. He really couldn't figure out why Green Spirit had such a change.

"I hate the Holy Church, is this reason enough?" Green Spirit's voice sounded again, with a hint of determination in its crispness, as if the word "Holy Church" was the existence she hated the most in her heart.

"Enough!" Ling Xiao nodded, and then he suddenly realized that Green Spirit was originally from the Demon Sect.

Back then, the Demon Sect was at its peak, but was suppressed by the Holy Temple with extremely despicable means. Countless Demon Sect disciples were slaughtered, and the glory of the Demon Sect also disappeared at that moment.

As a member of the Demon Sect, Green Spirit naturally hated the Holy Temple to the core.

"But, are you an opponent of that guy? I feel that guy is very strong." Ling Xiao's brows were still tightened, his eyes full of worry.

He knew very well that the strength of the Holy Lord of the Holy Hall should not be underestimated. He was a strong man who had been standing in the Dazhen Dynasty for many years. Although Green Spirit was a sword spirit, his injuries had not yet healed at this moment. He was really worried that Green Spirit would be in danger.
Chapter completed!