Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

C2814 You Want to Kill Me That's Not Enough



C2814 You Want to Kill Me That's Not Enough

3It's a very strange scene.    

    

The bloody light lingered in the sky. Under the influence of the bloody aura, even the bright sun in the sky had dimmed at this moment.    

    

The heaven and earth became dark and heavy, as if the blood formation could isolate even sunlight.    

    

Such a scene made the faces of the Qin Family's Sage Ancestor and the others who had just let out a sigh of relief become extremely solemn.    

    

They had never thought that Xue Tu had such a strange technique. The fluctuations emitted by the formation made them feel suffocated.    

    

For a moment, they were worried for Ao Lingchen in their hearts.    

    

"Demodragon, I'll use the blood formation to suppress him. Why don't you kill him?"    

    

Xue Tu looked at the demodragon beside him and revealed a hideous sneer.    

    

Their plan to deal with Ao Lingchen this time was to combine their strength. Naturally, Xue Tu wouldn't take all the responsibility for this.    

    

Naturally, Xue Tu would be happy to save some of his energy.    

    

More importantly, he knew that if he relied solely on himself, even with the help of the blood formation, he would have to pay a huge price in order to kill Ao Lingchen.    

    

Xue Tu couldn't accept the fact that he had to pay a huge price to kill Ao Lingchen and let the demodragon reap the benefits.    

    

Therefore, he had to let the demodragon contribute a part of his strength.    

    

"Alright!"    

    

The demodragon didn't refuse. It simply agreed.    

    

He had a certain understanding of Xue Tu's character. If he refused, he was afraid that this madman would immediately disperse the surrounding blood formation.    

    

This was a petty person who was calculative. In order to complete the mission, the demodragon didn't want to sully with this madman.    

    

"Ao Lingchen, let me personally send you to hell!" The demodragon suddenly shouted.    

    

The moment it heard his shout, the figure of the demodragon rushed out. It waved the bone spear in its hand and charged at Ao Lingchen.    

    

Almost at the same time that the demodragon attacked, Xue Tu activated the blood formation around him. The blood lightning that had gathered together like a heavenly blade shot out toward Ao Lingchen.    

    

Following the spluttering of these terrifying blood blades, a buzzing tearing sound was emitted from the void.    

    

Xue Tu and the demodragon attacked at the same time. They wanted to kill Ao Lingchen here.    

    

Looking at the surging blood formation and the bone spears that the demodragon was brandishing, Ao Lingchen's expression was indifferent. There was no panic in his eyes.    

    

It was as if Ao Lingchen didn't feel any pressure even if he was faced with the slaughter of these two men.    

    

The Black Tower was hovering around Ao Lingchen's body, and waves of reincarnation light were bursting out from it.    

    

When these two men attacked, Ao Lingchen did feel a great sense of danger. This feeling was getting stronger and stronger.    

    

However, he knew that the more this situation was, the more he couldn't panic.    

    

Under Ao Lingchen's control, the Black Tower gradually became as big as an Archaic Divine Mountain and floated above his head.    

    

With the protection of the Black Tower, Ao Lingchen wasn't worried about his own safety.    

    

In Ao Lingchen's eyes, the strength of these two individuals was not as dangerous as the situation they faced on Devil Island.    

    

Back then, when they were attacked by numerous peerless sages, the Black Tower was able to stop them. Now, it was only Xue Tu and demodragon who had joined hands to kill them. How could Ao Lingchen be afraid of them?    

    

In Ao Lingchen's eyes, both Xue Tu and demodragon couldn't compare to the Devil Sect's Master, the Alliance Master of the Righteous Alliance, whom he had encountered that day.    

    

Unlike Ao Lingchen, who was calm in his heart, he was standing below the blood formation.    

    

At this moment, the world became incomparably silent. No matter if it was the sage ancestor of the Qin Family, Li Zhan, or the others, they were all staring at the blood formation in the sky, watching the scene in the sky.    

    

They could feel an extremely terrifying aura from the strange blood formation, and they couldn't help but have a thought. This was the heavenly might.    

    

Under the bombardment of such a terrifying formation and the powerful attack of the demodragon, the sage ancestor of the Qin Family and the other sages couldn't help but worry about Ao Lingchen's safety.    

    

They were worried that Xue Tu would be able to seriously injure Ao Lingchen with the help of the blood formation and the demodragon.    

    

Currently, Ao Lingchen was the hope of the Eastern Wastelands. It was their confidence to fight against the other territories.    

    

If Ao Lingchen was injured in this battle, then the situation in the Eastern Wastelands would become even more difficult.    

    

Although Eternal True Gods were strong, they were an absolute foundation. Unless the Eastern Wastelands was facing destruction, True God Qin Ying might not even make a move.    

    

As for the current situation where he was competing with the inheritances of other territories and snatching the natural luck of the Eastern Wastelands, True God Qin Ying would definitely not interfere.    

    

After all, if he personally came out, then it meant that there was no one left in the Eastern Wastelands.    

    

"What a terrifying formation! It directly split the space apart! Even when the two of them joined hands, they still used the formation. I wonder if little friend Ao can withstand it." The Sage Ancestor of the Qin Family looked at the scene above him and his face turned pale.    

    

The scene of the blood formation isolating the space and Xue Tu and the demodragon's brutal attacks had made him worry for Ao Lingchen.    

    

More importantly, the sage ancestor of the Qin Family had some understanding of the blood formation used by Xue Tu.    

    

He knew that Xue Tu had once used this blood formation to kill a peerless sage who had stepped into the Forbidden Land of Life, replacing him.    

    

This was a formation that could destroy a peerless sage. He never thought that Xue Tu would use such a formation to deal with Ao Lingchen. Furthermore, the demodragon didn't care about the face of a peerless sage and joined hands with Xue Tu.    

    

"The fluctuation emitted by the blood formation makes me feel a sense of fear." Ao Wushuang clenched his fist tightly and murmured with a pale face, "Lingchen, they can't do anything to you, right?"    

    

Ao Wushuang was worried about Ao Lingchen's safety. He didn't want to see his son being killed after finally reuniting with his son.    

    

His heart was filled with self-blame.    

    

If he was stronger and could break through to the peerless sage realm, Ao Lingchen wouldn't have to face two opponents at the same time. He would be able to help.    

    

Looking at the blood formation above, Ao Wushuang clenched his fists tightly. He was determined to comprehend the inheritance thoroughly and raise his strength to the peerless sage realm.    

    

He hoped that when Ao Lingchen was in danger, as his father, he could stand out and fight alongside Ao Lingchen.    

    

Even if he couldn't protect Ao Lingchen behind him, he would at least fight alongside him.    

    

Li Zhan and the others' eyes were filled with fanaticism at this moment.    

    

Xue Tu and the demodragon had unleashed all kinds of deadly attacks and techniques, which were extremely terrifying.    

    

With their current strength, they might really be able to kill Ao Lingchen if they attacked with all their strength.    

    

Perhaps, they would be able to complete their mission while lying on the ground.    

    

At this moment, Li Zhan and the others were constantly praying for Xue Tu and the demodragon in their hearts, hoping that they would be able to kill Ao Lingchen.    

    

After Xue Tu and the demodragon appeared and confronted Ao Lingchen, Li Zhan and the others no longer had any thoughts of capturing Ao Wushuang and the others alive. They knew very well that if Xue Tu and the demodragon succeeded in killing Ao Lingchen... They don't need to catch these two alive.    

    

If Xue Tu and the demodragon failed and Ao Lingchen was here, they would be dead meat if they dared to attack Ao Lingchen's family. There was no need to think about it.    

    

Therefore, what Li Zhan and the others needed to do now was to wait for the war between the three peerless sages in the sky to come to an end.    

    

At the center of the war, within the blood formation, Ao Lingchen looked coldly at the demodragon that was charging towards him and the blood blade that was shooting towards him.    

    

Hu!    

    

Ao Lingchen took a deep breath. His eyes, which were emitting the purple light of reincarnation, slowly turned solemn at this moment.    

    

He knew that Xue Tu and the demodragon would attack even more crazily after this. The enemy that he was going to face would be even more terrifying.    

    

If he was unable to withstand their attacks, he was afraid that he would die here today.    

    

However, would he really be defeated?    

    

"Since all of you have already used your trump cards, then I won't be polite either."    

    

"However, I just don't know if your trump cards are stronger or mine!"    

    

A cold light flashed across the depths of Ao Lingchen's eyes.    

    

The powerful reincarnation force in his body surged crazily into the Black Tower. The Black Tower was suffused with an extremely fierce and overbearing force. An extremely terrifying pressure spread out from it.    

    

"I have killed enemies stronger than you. I hope you can hold on for a longer period of time."    

    

Ao Lingchen sneered. A purple light flashed in his eyes.    

    

Under his control, the Black Tower rushed towards the demodragon and the blood saber.    

    

Vast and mighty reincarnation power erupted from the Black Tower like a rising sun.    

    

Bang!    

    

The Black Tower flashed across the sky for an instant, and the heavenly blades that were flying towards them quickly collapsed. They were simply unable to withstand the impact of the Black Tower.    

    

The moment the bone spear of the demodragon violently struck the Black Tower, an extremely terrifying force was sent flying through the bone spear.    

    

The demodragon could only feel an extremely terrifying fluctuation penetrating through his entire arm and rushing toward his body.    

    

The boundless reincarnation force that was spreading out from the Black Tower crashed onto the body of the demodragon.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

The bone spear broke apart, and the dragon demon spat out a mouthful of blood. Its body was sent flying away.    

    

Faced with such a terrifying impact from the Black Tower, even the demodragon that attacked with all its strength suffered a serious injury.    

    

"How is this possible? What is the origin of this Black Tower? It can actually shatter the bone spear of the Original Body!"    

    

Long Mo couldn't care less about the injuries on his body. He looked at the bone spear that had split apart under the impact of the Black Tower, and his natal Sacred Artifact that had been shattered into pieces. His expression became one of shock.    

    

The demodragon clearly knew how powerful his natal Saint Weapon, the bone spear, was. Its main body was the leg bone of a peerless sage Fierce Beast, which was extremely hard.    

    

When the bone bone spear was refined into a bone spear, the demodragon had even integrated a large amount of divine materials, including some immortal materials, which made it even harder.    

    

However, after colliding with Ao Lingchen, such a powerful and hard bone spear was forcefully broken by the opponent.    

    

How could the demodragon not be shocked?    

    

Xue Tu, who was controlling the blood formation, looked at the scene of the demodragon being forced back and the bone spear breaking apart. A look of shock emerged on his face.    

    

He had never thought that the Black Tower would be so powerful that it could actually destroy the natal Saint Weapon of the demodragon.    

    

One should know that even Xue Tu, who was using the blood formation, did not have the confidence to defeat the demodragon, let alone destroy its natal Saint Weapon.    

    

Ao Lingchen's formidable strength had caused fear to rise in Xue Tu's heart.    

    

"You want to kill me? This bit of strength isn't enough." Ao Lingchen glanced at the stunned demodragon in front of him and said in a flat tone.    

    

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