Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

In the blink of an eye, a flash of light slashed through the air.    

"Rumble!"    

At this moment, a majestic aura and energy erupted from Ao Lingchen's body like a tidal wave.    

"Impossible!"    

Sensing the powerful Qi that was spreading from Ao Lingchen's body, he looked at the figure that wasn't affected at all. Looking at the figure who dared to swing his sword at him, the phantom's eyes were filled with disbelief. Its body trembled slightly.    

Ao Lingchen's actions were equivalent to defying the will of the gods, and it was a treasonous act.    

Of course, the true consciousness of this ancient sage was actually Murong Feng. The so-called shock of a sage was merely Murong Feng's shock.    

What shocked Murong Feng even more was the spiritual force in Ao Lingchen's sea of consciousness.    

Ao Lingchen was not the only one who had encountered such an accusation. There were still many people before him, but none of them had a spiritual force as strong and majestic as his.    

However, how could Murong Feng have thought that Ao Lingchen had both the Spiritual Force and his spirit? It was because of the continuous high-intensity battles and the battle intent that he had nurtured during this period of time. The speed of his Spiritual Force increasing was extremely fast. He had already stepped into the critical point of the Peak of Martial Sect Stage. It was incomparably powerful.    

If he were to fight with his spiritual energy alone, Ao Lingchen was confident that he would be able to defeat an expert of the same level.    

However, Murong Feng did not know about all of this, neither did the others.    

"This kid is not easy to deal with!"    

Staring at Ao Lingchen who was charging towards him, Murong Feng felt that it was quite tricky to deal with him at this moment.    

A sage's accusation had a great suppressive effect on one's willpower and mental strength. Even if it was a Half Step Martial King, their first reaction would not be rebellion. Instead, they would first ask themselves.    

However, Ao Lingchen was different. He was too straightforward, as if he really had not committed any crime.    

While Murong Feng was shocked in his heart, his hands did not stop moving.    

Ao Lingchen's sword was very powerful, he could not ignore it.    

Besides, he still had his plans. He wanted to continue pretending to be a sage, to use the question of crime to stir up the restlessness in Ao Lingchen's heart, and to arouse his inner demons.    

Murong Feng was confident that as long as he could lure out his inner demons, he would be condemned by his sage. At that time, he would be trapped in the blame, and eventually become a puppet under his control.    

Just as Murong Feng was scheming in his heart.    

"* Hong Long! *"    

Ao Lingchen's sword had already arrived in front of him. The sword trembled violently in the air, and an ear-piercing sound was heard.    

"The Upper Jade and the Yellow Spring are both nowhere to be seen! The sword had shattered the Yellow Springs. Whether it was the sages or the great Confucians, dust returned to dust, earth returned to earth, and the mortal world was buried! The sword had shattered the Yellow Springs, the sages and the great Confucians returned to dust, the earth returned to earth, and the mortal world was buried!"    

The dim light was wanton, and a bolt of lightning tore through the sky. At the instant the spiritual energy sword shot out, it instantly slashed at the illusion of the sages. It didn't stop at all, and there wasn't the slightest trace of it that could be traced.    

Facing such an attack, the great scholar was just about to wave the ruler in his hand to meet the attack, but the appearance of this sword was too strange. Without any warning, when it appeared, it had already passed through his ruler and directly opened his arms.    

"Rumble!"    

A deafening explosion sounded, and an incomparably fierce sword energy wantonly spread out from the shadow.    

The Sage Illusion shook intensely. Both his arms and his chest seemed to be torn apart by the sword qi. Like glass, they instantly shattered.    

Under the sword, the sage was shattered. Ao Lingchen displayed his might, displaying a scene. With my sword, the sage retreated. The place where I am, God's Forbidden Zone, this unique charm!    

Glancing coldly at the shadow that had been pierced through and shattered by his sword, Ao Lingchen snorted coldly, "You want to offend me with just this bit of strength?"    

As soon as Ao Lingchen finished his words, a scene that made his brows tightly furrow occurred.    

In front of him, the shattered sage suddenly accelerated and shattered, finally disappearing from his sea of consciousness.    

However, what happened next made Ao Lingchen's heart tremble violently.    

Where the broken saint was, the broken light source did not disappear. It strangely intertwined with each other. Then, a series of chants, chants, and lectures came from the light dome.    

"Ao Lingchen, do you know your crime?!"    

"Do you know your crime!"    

As the sound of books being read, the rain of light once again transformed into a sage wearing the Confucianism. His entire body was emitting a solemn aura. Around his illusionary figure... The spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth, human Qi, and essence Qi intertwined and burst forth. His aura became stronger and stronger. It was even stronger than the Sage from before.    

He was clearly a scholarly Sage with a higher cultivation.    

"Again?"    

Seeing this scene, Ao Lingchen's eyes became serious, and he couldn't believe his own eyes.    

Ao Lingchen found it hard to believe that Murong Feng was able to evolve a sage over and over again. This had really exceeded his expectations.    

Although Ao Lingchen didn't know what kind of cultivation method the Confucianism was, in terms of martial arts, martial arts also had methods to call a devil or a heroic spirit. However, it wasn't like what was happening in front of him. It had just been shattered and then condensed again.    

With such an endless stream, how many could he shatter?    

"Ao Lingchen, do you know your crime?!"    

"You have killed countless people, and your hands are full of blood. The heavens cherish the virtue of living, but you have killed so many people. Ask yourself if you are guilty or not!"    

As usual, the appearance of the Confucianism Sage was still unclear, but the mighty aura that emanated from his body gave others an irresistible feeling of suffocation.    

"Know your crime?"    

"What about brainwashing?"    

"The ancient sages used to admonish the truth with each word, and they talked nonsense like they were brainwashed? Murong Feng, is your brain rusty, or is your brain jammed by a door? "    

"In the words of the Confucianism!"    

"The one who obtains the Dao will have more help, while the one who loses the Dao will have less help!"    

"Do not do what you do not want!"    

"Different Daos do not work together!"    

"Do you understand?!"    

Ao Lingchen looked coldly at the ancient sage figure in front of him, and his eyes surged with killing intent. "Murong Feng, if you know this little trick, then I can only tell you that it's too weak!"    

The image in front of him didn't give him the impression of a sage. This was a devil who brainwashed people. He kept repeating the same sentence, indoctrinating people with the thought that they were guilty and guilty.    

If the sage was really such a sage, then he only wanted to say that he deserved to be killed!    

"Murong Feng, I know it's you. You don't need to act mysterious anymore. No matter what tricks you use, today, I will use the sword in my hand to crush you."    

The lightning sword in Ao Lingchen's hand rotated slightly. Thunderous sounds were heard. A majestic fighting spirit rose to the sky, rolling and surging.    

"My sword shall exterminate all evil demons!"    

Ao Lingchen stared coldly at the figure in front of him. A wisp of purple qi emerged in his eyes, and it seemed like he could sense an extremely evil aura from this sage.    

"When sages and evil energy fuse together, either the sage is corroded by evil, or the sage is transformed from evil. I would like to see whether the sage is a devil or a saint!"    

"Murong Feng, let me see what kind of face you have, the inheritor of a sage? Or are you an evil spirit's accomplice! "    

Swoosh!    

An ear-piercing sound was heard. Ao Lingchen moved his body, and with a domineering move, he thrust his sword towards the Sage's forehead!