Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Boom!    

At this moment, a huge illusory figure appeared in Ao Lingchen's mind, floating above his sea of consciousness.    

When this illusory figure appeared, it unleashed a majestic and majestic spiritual pressure. It was as if the deities of the heavens were suppressing the heavens and suppressing his sea of consciousness.    

Ao Lingchen could clearly feel a majestic will continuously bombarding his mind.    

"This is?"    

At this moment, Ao Lingchen frowned. He gathered all the vibrating spiritual energy in his sea of consciousness and turned it into a huge shield, blocking in front of him.    

At this moment, he did not understand what had happened.    

Everything happened very suddenly. A shadow suddenly appeared and drew circles with a brush. Then, he was unable to move. In the end, he was attacked by the mysterious painting. When the painting changed into this scene, everything went beyond his expectations.    

The series of changes had also stunned him in an instant.    

However, Ao Lingchen didn't have the time to think too much, because his sea of consciousness was being suppressed by a phantom that had just broken through. Waves of powerful will were crashing down, as if it wanted to shatter his sea of consciousness.    

His spiritual energy rolled and condensed into a huge shield, blocking in front of the phantom. Ao Lingchen's heart was very serious.    

He could feel how terrifying the aura that was spreading out from the phantom was. He knew very well how terrifying it was. Once this majestic willpower exploded in his sea of consciousness, he would be at his end. He would be finished. With the strength of his sea of consciousness, there was no way he could resist it.    

"A sage statue attacked my sea of consciousness, but it didn't make a move. What is the meaning of this?"    

Ao Lingchen stared at the shadow with a serious expression. He clenched his fists, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.    

He knew very well that Murong Feng would never do things without any follow-up. Since he had spent so much effort to send the image of the great scholar into his sea of consciousness, there must be a scheme and scheme behind it.    

No matter what it was, it was better to be on guard!    

Rumble!    

Suddenly, the shadow in Ao Lingchen's sea of consciousness moved. He suddenly raised his right hand, and a ruler with a scale inscribed on it appeared in his hand.    

The moment the ruler appeared, Ao Lingchen felt as if his soul was being stared at by something. At this moment, time had been forgotten. A majestic and vast will surged out from the void. It violently smashed down and heavily collided with the spiritual force shield he had condensed.    

This attack was very powerful, but the spiritual shield that Ao Lingchen had condensed was not simple either. It blocked it without moving an inch.    

However, Ao Lingchen had a premonition that this was only the beginning, the beginning of a good show.    

As expected, almost at the moment when Ao Lingchen focused his attention.    

"Ao Lingchen! Do you know your crime?!"    

An ethereal voice sounded from the void, as if it came from the depths of Ao Lingchen's soul.    

Ao Lingchen knew that this voice came from the phantom of the sage in front of him, the phantom that appeared in his mind out of nowhere.    

"A Saint of the Confucianism? Or is it the statue of the Evil Devil?"    

Ao Lingchen looked at the shadow with a vigilant expression, and a sharp light emerged in his eyes.    

His eyes flickered with purple light from time to time. He looked at the image of a sage that was emitting a righteous aura. He had a feeling that this was a devil, an evil devil.    

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

"Do you know your crime?"    

A faint voice kept echoing in Ao Lingchen's ears, echoing in his sea of consciousness.    

Hearing this voice, a strange thought emerged in Ao Lingchen's heart. It was the demonic sound.    

He could feel an inexplicable pressure coming from the voice. Under this pressure... Not to mention an ordinary person, he was afraid that he was cultivating the Righteous Qi as well. An honest man was facing the mysterious power of the Confucianism. Under the guidance of his unique pressure, he would also involuntarily ask himself. Whether he was guilty or not...    

This was a kind of guidance type of question!    

"Hmph!" Ao Lingchen snorted proudly, his expression calm, "What crime have I committed!"    

A crime depended on how to determine its nature. Such an interrogation was in itself wrong, and this question was also a crime!    

Furthermore, Ao Lingchen did not have absolute justice and evil in his heart. He had to stick to his heart.    

"The sin in your eyes has nothing to do with me!"    

Ao Lingchen responded strongly, not fearing the phantom of a sage in front of him.    

"No, you have committed a grave crime. You have killed countless people. Your hands are stained with blood. You are the incarnation of the devil."    

A faint voice spread from the silhouette. The bamboo scroll in his hand suddenly shone brightly. The image of Ao Lingchen killing Wang Chongfei and the others in the secret realm appeared on the scroll, and the bloody scene of him killing Zhou Yong and the others on the battle platform.    

"In the past, your hands were stained with blood. This is the beginning of your sin. In the future, you will also commit a greater sin."    

In the next second, the scene changed, and a blood-red image appeared on the scroll. On the bamboo scroll, there were endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a shattered continent. Humans were filled with grief, and those who died were perhaps happy. Those who were still alive were being killed by a human figure. This human figure was none other than Ao Lingchen.    

That scene looked extremely tragic. Many people rebelled, but in the end, they were all killed by the cold-hearted Ao Lingchen with the pagoda in his hand. Thousands of miles of corpses were lying on the ground. Under his feet would be the end of the world. All living beings would die in his hands in the end, and the people would be plunged into misery and suffering.    

"This is your future sin. The saints have calculated the future and come up with a prophecy. Tell me if you are guilty or not! Whether or not you are guilty! "    

The phantom of the sage spoke slowly. His domineering voice was mixed with a strange pressure, making the voice sound like it came from Ao Lingchen's soul. It made people think that it was endless!    

Hearing the questions that sounded like they came from the bottom of his heart, the smile on Ao Lingchen's face became brighter and brighter.    

"Hahahaha, what a good question! Whether I am guilty or not, my past... My future, you have already been labeled as an evil person. Language I will slaughter millions of corpses? How interesting! Should I hand over all the crimes in this world to you to decide?"    

Ao Lingchen smiled disdainfully, his eyes staring forward. The spiritual energy that was originally condensed into a huge shield in front of him underwent a huge change following his sneer.    

A dim light flickered. In an instant, it condensed in Ao Lingchen's right hand at an astonishing speed, turning into a black sword.    

"A man's nature is good! This is what you scholars need to study. You represent the enlightenment of some kind of wisdom. You don't have the qualifications to be judged. You are neither the heavens nor the human heart. "    

As he spoke, Ao Lingchen's aura skyrocketed, and it didn't even take him the blink of an eye. The Qi on his body had already surpassed the Peak of Martial Sect Stage. In an instant, he had reached the critical point of the Half Step Martial King, and it was extremely fast.    

"Since you want to judge my crime, then let me see if you have the right to judge me!"    

Ao Lingchen's expression was cold, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.    

"Murong Feng, did anyone tell you that you need to have the ability to deceive others? You are too weak!"    

Clang! He raised the sword hand, and in an instant, an angry sword slashed out. Following a clear and melodious sword cry, a sword light filled with the aura of destruction instantly burst out, and slashed towards the phantom in front of him.