Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

"It's the eyes!" Ao Lingchen's body was about to retreat, but he stopped in his tracks. His expression froze, but his heart was like a raging river, surging with waves.    

    

This was too surprising. Just as Ao Lingchen was about to attack, the fighting spirit in his body rose to its peak. His eyes strangely began to heat up, as if there was a ball of fire burning within them, ready to shoot out.    

    

A similar situation had happened before. A pair of purple eyes with wavy lines instantly appeared in Ao Lingchen's mind, representing the extremities of life and death, the mysterious eyes of the Myriad Rebirth Dao.    

    

Ao Lingchen did not know why these strange eyes came from, but he knew one thing. This pair of divine eyes had something to do with the blood in his body, and the mysterious energy hidden in his blood.    

    

"Could it be that the battle intent can make the Reincarnation Eye appear again?"    

    

The fire in his eyes made Ao Lingchen's heart burn. He seemed to have realized a way to make him have another trump card.    

    

The Reincarnation Eye. Back when he was in the secret realm, he encountered a Half Step Martial King Stage Evil Devil. Perhaps it was because of his unyielding fighting spirit, or perhaps it was because of despair. Just like that, it suddenly appeared. Its appearance changed the situation of him being defeated and dying miserably. It also displayed its invincible power, letting Ao Lingchen know that... It turned out that he still had this kind of power.    

    

The Reincarnation Eye had left a deep impression on Ao Lingchen. It was so deep that it was as if it was branded in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.    

    

Now that he felt this power again, Ao Lingchen could not control his restless heart. His brain could not help but think about possessing this power.    

    

"You dare to be distracted while fighting me? You are indeed more arrogant than I imagined!"    

    

While Ao Lingchen was in a daze, Zhou Yong didn't. His face became darker and darker. He shouted angrily and seized this rare opportunity. He waved the Death Battle Spear in his hand, which looked like a halberd, and unleashed the Falling Star Abyss. He brought with him a monstrous might as he attacked.    

    

Zhou Yong's eyes lit up with a crimson and black devil flame, "You have forced me into such a situation. Even if my soul is destroyed today, I will still bury you with me!"    

    

As the Battle Spear was swung in the sky, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, and its Qi was extremely terrifying.    

    

At this moment, Zhou Yong's combat strength was unparalleled. There was a huge gap between him and the enemy. With a spear in his hand, he had the spirit of the world.    

    

With a swing of the spear, the storm trembled violently.    

    

Such an attack was indeed terrifying, but his opponent wasn't simple either. Facing the terrifying attack, Ao Lingchen displayed the imposing manner of a mighty warrior who could pull out mountains and rivers with his strength.    

    

The Nine-floored Tower in his hand strangely enlarged, turning into a small mountain peak. With a whistling sound, it broke through the sky and met the attack head-on.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

A dull collision sound suddenly sounded out as thunderclouds surged in the dark. A terrifying storm recklessly exploded as it fiercely collided with the two people's bodies.    

    

"Puhwark!"    

    

In the middle of the storm, the two figures who had retreated at the same time could not withstand it. They spat out miserable fresh blood.    

    

When this scarlet blood shot out, it didn't even have the chance to splash onto the ground to prove that they had come before. In an instant, it was swallowed up by the surging gale and turned into ashes.    

    

In this extreme battle, Ao Lingchen and Zhou Yong displayed the same amount of power as each other.    

    

However, at this moment, Zhou Yong had the impulse to go mad. The high intensity collision had pushed his body to the limit. The life force in his body was quickly drained, and his internal organs were twitching and shrinking.    

    

The pain in his body was especially intense. It was several times stronger than the pain of his bones being broken.    

    

"I will drag you with me even if I die!"    

    

Zhou Yong could feel his life force rapidly fading away, and he was suffering from the pain of his internal organs shrinking. He immediately rushed forward and waved his heavenly spear. Immediately, the death Qi transformed into thousands of Netherworld Yin Spirits, and he charged forward.    

    

Falling stars, killing wolves, and burning wolves. Zhou Yong was cultivating the Army Destroyer Star, which represented killing. It was also because of this that he was able to become stronger in the midst of killing.    

    

There was only one thing left in Zhou Yong's mind - he wanted to kill Ao Lingchen!    

    

"Burning stars, slaughtering the gods of the world!"    

    

Looking at Ao Lingchen who was not far away from him, Zhou Yong let out a deep roar. His eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly leapt up, turning into a few afterimages as he rushed towards Ao Lingchen at an astonishing speed. He waved the spear in his hand wildly in the air.    

    

"A weapon that has been struck by a wave of his hand, the Obscure Eye is a hindrance! Kill! Kill! Kill!! "    

    

Zhou Yong was like a madman, crazily squandering the weapons in his hands and attacking ferociously.    

    

Hong, waves of incomparably fierce and tyrannical power surged out from the Battle Spear, accompanied by hundreds and thousands of Yin Weapons. It was as if he was a war general that dominated the battlefield.    

    

Swoosh! Swoosh! The instant he raised his spear and waved his weapon, a huge hole was created in the turbulent air surrounding him.    

    

As he waved his battle spear, the aura around him instantly became incomparably fierce. Thousands of Yin Soldiers followed him and attacked him with the aura of death. The aura of death was suffocating, and it made people feel extremely shocked.    

    

"Ao Lingchen, you have indeed exceeded my expectations. Your strength is even more terrifying than I had imagined. However, today, I will let you know that no matter how weak an ant is, it is still just an ant!"    

    

Zhou Yong smiled ferociously. His expression became incomparably ruthless. He was indeed very strong, but it was absolutely impossible for him to defeat Zhou Yong just like that.    

    

"There are only two outcomes for today. Either you die, or I die."    

    

As Zhou Yong led his army and launched the attack, a huge wave of shock swept across the Stellar Battle Platform.    

    

Dazzling lightning bolts burst out in all directions. Chaotic air currents filled the surrounding area. It was as fierce as the ocean, and the waves were rolling and crashing.    

    

Boom! There was a deafening explosion, and Ao Lingchen and his tower were pushed back by the force of the explosion.    

    

"Senior Brother Zhou!"    

    

Upon seeing this scene, the disciples of Stellar Sect looked excited and cheered crazily.    

    

Since the start of the battle, the two of them had been fighting back and forth, and both sides had suffered heavy losses. Neither of them had gained the upper hand.    

    

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Zhou Yong had finally unleashed his power, forcing Ao Lingchen back with a single strike.    

    

Although he didn't show any signs of winning, at least he saw hope.    

    

To the Stellar Sect, Ao Lingchen was a nightmare, a devil curse. His method of killing all the Heavenly Pride of the Stellar Sect alone was chilling. None of the disciples of the Stellar Sect didn't want to kill him. It was just that the older generation didn't want to kill him. They simply didn't have the strength to fight back.    

    

While everyone was shouting at the same time, Zhou Yong, who was charging at the enemy lines, didn't feel the slightest bit of joy.    

    

The moment the thunderous strike landed, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt uneasy.    

    

"Not good!"    

    

Just as this thought popped up in Zhou Yong's mind, a bright flash of lightning appeared in front of him, and a huge lightning mountain struck down from the sky.    

    

Wherever the lightning mountain passed, the surrounding air seemed to be crushed.    

    

The Tower of Thunderclap was extremely powerful, and the hidden power it contained was even greater than a mountain. The moment the pagoda pressed down, the violent storm was like a huge rock that was thrown down from a calm lake, and it was like a tempestuous storm.    

    

"Invincible! Heaven and Earth shall perish together!"    

    

At that moment, a cold voice came out from the raging storm. It was a very calm voice, and it sounded like the voice of someone who had spoken during their daily life.    

    

However, it was this calm voice that made Zhou Yong's expression change.