Chapter 738
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Just the spiritual pressure alone was like an invisible mountain pressing down on Feng Yixiu, causing him to almost kneel on the ground.
Only now did he know that when he said that killing him would be like squashing an ant, he wasn't lying. He really did have the strength!
The pressure he gave him was even stronger than when Teacher Xuan Ji was at his peak!
Just as Feng Yixiu was about to collapse, four figures suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Teacher Xuan Ji and the others.
In an instant, the pressure on Feng Yixiu's body receded like the tide. Feng Yixiu looked at the four battle spirit supremacies in front of him and felt a strong sense of security.
Although they were all competitors on normal days, when facing the same enemy, all the Battle Soul Masters were comrades on the same battlefront!
"Your opponent is us!" Teacher Xuan Ji slowly condensed a spirit weapon in his hand as he stared at the High Priest.
Lu Zhangzhen and the others also had solemn expressions as they condensed their own spirit weapons. Four complete battle spirits surrounded the High Priest.
The High Priest didn't panic at all. He sneered and said, "A bunch of ants want to kill a giant dragon?"
"High Priest, we'll settle the old and new grudges together. Don't even think about leaving this place today!" Teacher Xuan Ji didn't hide his violent killing intent and said angrily.
"Jiejiejie … Trash like you want to fight me?"
"I'll let you see my Blood Demon True Body!" High Priest Jia Ye opened his arms and a dense blood-like spirit energy wrapped around him.
A gigantic skeletal giant slowly condensed behind him. Its crimson blood burned like flames.
The skeletal giant was about a hundred meters tall. It held a huge scythe in its right hand. The end of the scythe was connected to an iron chain. On the other end was a smaller scythe, which was held tightly in its left hand.
Feng Yixiu looked up at the huge Blood Demon True Body and couldn't react for a long time.
"This is the true strength of the Heavenly Fiend High Priest …" Feng Yixiu muttered to himself.
This was an existence on a completely different level from the Mid-Level Heavenly Devil Envoy he had encountered the first time. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth!
Feng Yixiu could clearly feel the immense spiritual power of the Blood Demon True Body. He was afraid that he would not be able to withstand even one move!
Master Xuan Ji looked at the huge Blood Demon True Body in shock. "You … you broke through to the eighth level of Blood Spirit Supremacy?"
"Hehehe … Xuan Ji, don't forget that you were in the hospital for three years. I wasn't idle during that time!"
"I am now a Level Eight Blood Spirit Supremacy. You don't even have an ultimate battle spirit. Let's see what you have to fight me!" The High Priest's laughter was very arrogant. The surrounding Demonic Beasts also burst into laughter.
The difference between a seventh and eighth level combat spiritual venerables was the difference between having an ultimate battle spirit and not having an ultimate battle spirit. However, this difference was like a natural moat!
The further a Battle Soul Master advanced, the more difficult it would be for them to cultivate. If they didn't make any breakthroughs in the future, they would have to put in a hundred or even a thousand times more effort than before!
After that, even the difference of a small level was huge, not to mention the difference of a large level!
This also meant that even if the four of them joined forces, they might not be a match for the High Priest.
For a moment, Xuan Ji and the other three Battle Soul Supremacies looked at each other, but none of them took a step back.
"If you know what's good for you! Whoever hands that kid over to me, I can let you go! "The High Priest was a little surprised that none of the four people retreated. He then tempted them with words.
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