Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

He muttered to himself. Suddenly, the sound of the book was loud and clear. A wave of righteousness rose from Murong Feng's body and quickly spread across the sky.    

A palace that looked like an academy appeared out of thin air, and it crushed down from the sky in a mighty manner.    

Wherever the palace passed, the ghosts wailed and wailed. Without any chance to show their might, they collapsed and melted into mist in an instant.    

A vigorous and steady voice was like a heavenly thunder war drum in the sky. Every word seemed to contain an inexplicable and wondrous energy.    

On the surface, the palace seemed to have shattered the ghosts, but people with discerning eyes could see that in reality, the one who destroyed the ghosts' souls was him speaking the mantra and the mysterious poem.    

This was the first time the Confucianism had shown its brilliance in Desolate Domain. Before Murong Feng, not to mention seeing it, there were only a few who had heard of it. Everyone's understanding of the Confucianism came from the way of the officials of a dynasty empire.    

Today, Murong Feng's attack had completely overturned everyone's understanding of the Confucianism. It turned out that even Confucians could be so powerful and magical.    

The sound of books and the howls of ghosts lingered in their ears. A battle of both good and evil was going on in Stellar Battle Platform. Boundless righteous energy and evil energy each occupied half of the territory.    

However, even a wise man could see that Murong Feng's righteous energy had obviously gained the upper hand in the battle. As soon as the ghostly shadow approached the palace of righteous energy, it would melt instantly.    

Of course, although Murong Feng's palace had shattered a large number of ghostly shadows, it was still blocked by the force. It was frozen in midair and could not move forward.    

"Is this the Confucianism? The Righteous Qi penetrated through the rainbow, and the mantra that came out of his mouth turned illusory. He never thought that there would be such a magical technique in this world." Ao Lingchen's eyes were filled with a solemn light as he stared at the palace and the ghostly shadow that were colliding fiercely on the fighting stage. He was attracted by the Confucianism energy that Murong Feng had displayed. This kind of mysterious energy was something he had never seen before.    

"Such an eternal aura of righteousness, I don't think it has anything to do with the evil spirits."    

Ao Lingchen looked at Murong Feng who was on the fighting stage. Unknowingly, he had rejected the idea that the latter had something to do with the evil spirit.    

If it was anyone else, they would only suspect Ghost Devil and Murong Feng.    

On the fighting stage, Ghost Devil's facial expression became darker and darker. His eyes were fixed on the Vast Qi Palace that was suppressing the ghosts in front of him. A hoarse and gloomy roar came out of his throat, "You are just pretending to be mysterious. I would like to see if your unconventional way of learning is really that profound."    

As his voice fell, a black evil aura coiled around Ghost Devil's right hand. It was a huge, bloody and ferocious giant hammer. The giant hammer was crimson red, and it was covered with all kinds of ferocious spikes. It vaguely looked like a ferocious Giant Beast, and it gave people an inexplicable sense of intimidation.    

"Ghost Wolf Hammer. It is forged from the fangs of countless vicious wolves. It contains a dense evil aura of vengeful spirits."    

Ghost Devil stared at Murong Feng who was standing in front of him. He muttered to himself, and his eyes became even crazier.    

Ghost Devil had a belief that he would be the meat on the chopping block, but the meat on the chopping block would go against the heaven's will and backfire on the chopping block.    

Like many people, Ghost Devil's strength was more on weapons. With the Ghost Wolf Hammer in his hand, his strength was at least twice as strong as before.    

This was also the reason why he was still fearless when facing the suppression of Murong Feng's Righteous Qi.    

"I will use the hammer in my hand to smash open your skull like before."    

As he spoke, Ghost Devil subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.    

This disgusting action appeared on his body, but it gave people a strange and evil feeling.    

"This guy seems different."    

Ao Lingchen stared at the fighting stage, his brows tightly knitted, and his eyes became somewhat cold.    

He could feel a subtle change in Ghost Devil's temperament, as if he had become stronger.    

"This guy is the same as me, half of his effort is on the divine weapon in his hand."    

Ao Lingchen wasn't a newbie. He understood why Ghost Devil had such a strange change in his body.    

However, this was normal. Since Ghost Devil could be on par with Ghost Demon, it was impossible for him to only display that little bit of strength just now.    

"How will you deal with it?"    

Ao Lingchen shifted his gaze away from Ghost Devil and focused on Murong Feng. In comparison, he was more interested in this man who had comprehended the Confucianism. He had a feeling that he was better than this man.    

Under the attention of the crowd, Murong Feng's expression remained calm and steady. He didn't seem to have changed at all because of the ferocious and bloody hammer in Ghost Devil's hand, as if everything in his eyes was the most ordinary.    

"Evil cannot be compared to good. Evil and evil cannot become great things. Let me send you out of this world."    

Murong Feng was fearless. He muttered with a solemn expression.    

In his eyes, these were just some insignificant skills that were not worth mentioning. They were all existences that he could eradicate with a wave of his hand.    

No devil could match the Righteous Qi.    

Looking at Murong Feng's posture, Ghost Devil's right hand was tightly holding the dark red hammer. His eyes were filled with fierceness. The guy in front of him had always put on an indifferent and aloof attitude, which made him feel very unpleasant.    

Since they were equal in strength, why did he need to show such a disgusting attitude?    

Different from Ghost Devil's inner dissatisfaction, the Saint Asura Sect Expert on the nebula slowly nodded when it saw Murong Feng's posture. A hint of approval flashed across its eyes, and it attached more importance to the latter.    

Compared to the people of Desolate Domain who had never seen the mightiness of a Confucianism warrior, the Saint Asura Sect Expert knew a lot. He had once seen a great scholar of a region scold and scold in anger, and his furious words had buried countless evil spirits. There were also many evil devils among them.    

If the power of evil represented evil, then the Confucianism's righteous energy represented justice, and it had unimaginable power.    

The two of them complemented and countered each other. In comparison, the Boundless Vital Energy was superior.    

This was also the reason why the Saint Asura Sect Expert was so excited after discovering Murong Feng's inheritance of the Confucianism. Even though the others did not show any weakness, Murong Feng still did not receive his attention.    

A grown Confucianism warrior was really too powerful.    

Both of his eyes were staring at Murong Feng. The ghostly shadows on Ghost Devil's body were moving about. The heavy hammer in his hand was emitting waves of ghostly howls and howls, giving people a gloomy and gloomy feeling.    

"Go to hell and pretend to be a Buddha!"    

A ferocious expression appeared on Ghost Devil's face. He rushed out, and the ferocious and bloody hammer in his hand was violently swung. His murderous aura was monstrous.    

All of a sudden, the sky was filled with evil spirits. They rushed forward and condensed into wolf souls in the air. They crazily rushed towards the palace in front of them, as if they wanted to tear the dao block into powder and send him to hell.    

Thousands of ghosts moved at the same time. Their murderous aura overflowed the sky. Ghost Devil's eyes were filled with ferociousness. The moment he attacked, he used his most powerful killing technique, the Thousand Ghosts Lust. He wanted to use his most powerful killing technique to destroy the man in front of him, and create a world of devils and devils for himself.    

The scene of ghosts howling on the fighting stage made the others hold their breaths subconsciously, as if they were afraid that the evil spirits on the fighting stage would notice them.    

However, such a terrifying scene was seen by Murong Feng on the fighting stage. Not only did it not make him afraid, it also made him look forward to it.    

"Since you want to add some energy to my Nature Energy, thank me."    

"Heavenly Fault! Open!"    

With a domineering voice, a shocking scene occurred.