Under the leadership of this great priest, the twelve god knights of Zhenlingfu Holy Church galloped across the battlefield like twelve sharp blades. They led the warriors of Zhenlingfu Holy Church to launch a fierce counterattack.

For a time, the situation on the battlefield reversed, and the Zhenlingfu Temple gradually gained an advantage, and the shouts of killing became louder and the morale was as loud as a rainbow.

At this moment, in a corner of the battlefield, Qin Baixiao stared at the battle situation tightly, and then looked eagerly at Qin Xianglan beside her. Her eyes were filled with excitement and expectation, and she said, "Sister, it's time now. Zhaixing Tower is no longer possible and has been completely suppressed by the Zhenlingfu Holy Hall. And our Qin family has a deep foundation and is far above the Zhenlingfu Holy Hall. If you take action at this time, you will definitely win a great victory."

When Qin Xianglan heard this, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and her heart was filled with complex emotions. To be honest, Zhaixing Tower's current strength really disappointed them.

The powerful existence that once could compete with their Qin family and compete with each other has now become so weak and vulnerable. This made her feel very unhappy, as if she had been suppressed by an insignificant ant for a long time, but now she found that the ant was just like this. This huge psychological gap made her feel inexplicably irritable.

Before Qin Xianglan opened her mouth to express her opinion, the other forces around who had been hiding in the dark and had been dormant for a long time were like evil wolves who smelled the smell of blood. They could not suppress their greed and ambitions in their hearts and had already taken the lead in attacking.

In their eyes, Zhaixing Tower is now strong and is trapped by the Zhenlingfu Holy Hall, which is the weakest moment and has no power to fight back.

"Take him to die while he is sick." This is their determined plan. They want to take this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to completely erase Zhaixing Tower from this world. At the same time, they plunder the countless treasures hidden in the Zhaixing Tower's treasure house with profound heritage.

Their ambitions are not limited to the famous Demon Lord Black Sky Sword. Their greedy eyes have long been aimed at more rare treasures in the Zhaixing Tower, fantasizing about making a fortune by making a fortune and becoming the top force in the world.

"Sister! If we don't take action, we will not be able to get good things." Qin Baixiao saw the forces around him taking action, his eyes were full of anxiety and unwillingness, and his voice trembled slightly due to his anxiety. He stared at the Zhaixing Tower, which was in desperate situation, as if he had seen countless treasures slip away from his eyes.

At this moment, Zhaixing Tower was defeated under the joint attack of Zhenlingfu Holy Hall and many hidden forces, and could only retreat back to the once proud formation in shame.

They really couldn't stand it anymore. Even Xiao Yihang, who was the deputy poster and had extraordinary strength, was seriously injured in this fierce battle, staggered, and had a pale face.

The once indestructible formation shook violently under the storm-like attacks of countless warriors, making a heart-pounding creaking sound, as if it would collapse at any time. Obviously, it could no longer bring true and effective protection to the people of Zhaixing Tower.

"What should I do?" The warriors of Zhaixing Tower looked panicked and turned their helpless eyes to Xiao Yihang. The owner of the post has not appeared for a long time. At this critical moment of life and death, the deputy owner of the post became their only backbone. They hoped that Xiao Yihang could come up with a good plan to turn the world around.

Xiao Yihang felt bitter in his heart. He also wanted to turn the tide, but he was helpless and smiled bitterly to himself, thinking to himself, he also wanted to know what to do. Now that the poster doesn't come out to take charge of the overall situation, all the ways to deal with it are nothing more than empty talk.

"Crack!" A crisp and terrifying sound came, as if it was a bolt from the blue. The shaking formation was finally overwhelmed, and a shocking crack appeared. The crack spread rapidly, like a hideous giant beast opening its bloody mouth, as if it was about to completely swallow the people in the Zhaixing Tower.

At this critical moment, Qin Xianglan, who had been hesitating, finally gritted her teeth, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and slowly raised her hand, preparing to give the order of the Qin family to attack Zhaixing Tower with all their might. However, her movement suddenly stopped, and her whole body seemed to have been cast as if she had been cast a destined curse.

Because a mysterious figure suddenly appeared above the damaged and about to collapse. The man was tightly wrapped in a pitch-black robe as tight as dark as ever, and was wearing a cold mask on his head, covering his face tightly, as if he was extremely resistant to letting others see his true appearance.

The mysterious aura seemed to emanate from the endless dark abyss, making people feel chilled.

"Owner!" Xiao Yihang saw this person, his originally dim eyes burst into a light of surprise, and finally shouted excitedly. After experiencing hardships and under tremendous pressure, their poster finally appeared.

"Retreat!" Just as the owner appeared, the priest seemed to have noticed some fatal danger, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted at the top of his lungs. At the same time, his body was like a black afterimage, retreating back desperately, as if there were floods and beasts chasing behind him.

Unfortunately, the high priest reacted quickly, like a frightened bird. At the moment when the mysterious master appeared, he retreated as quickly as possible and successfully avoided the imminent disaster. However, many other warriors on the battlefield were not so lucky and had no chance to retreat from this terrifying Shura field.

I saw the master of the Star Picking Tower standing proudly on the formation, and his body exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, as if he was the master of heaven and earth. He slowly raised his hand, and between his slender fingers, a deep black star appeared and emitted a terrifying and strange light.

The stars seemed to contain endless dark power, like a terrifying vortex that could devour everything. The owner of the Star Piercing Tower looked cold and had no emotion at all. Then he waved his hand gently and threw the black stars in his hand towards the battlefield ahead.

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The next moment, it seems like the end of the world is coming.

The already chaotic battlefield was instantly shrouded in an even more terrifying dark force. The black star expanded rapidly as it flew out, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge black hole, as if connecting to the Nine Nether Hell, emitting endless devouring power.

Countless warriors, whether they were the elites of the Zhenling Mansion Temple or other members of the forces who were trying to take advantage of the situation, flew towards the black hole under this powerful suction force. They screamed in horror, waving their weapons in their hands, trying to resist this terrible force, but everything was futile.

In the face of this absolute power, they were as small as ants and were powerless to resist.
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