Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

0Ao Lingchen, who was holding his head with both hands, did not know that he had escaped this disaster. If Chu Haiyu was a bit more insidious and chose to kick him while he was down, given his current condition, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape this disaster.    0

    

He held his head with both hands. Ao Lingchen's eyes were glowing red. Violent Power of Destruction surged out of his body. It was a majestic and shocking scene.    

    

Violent Power of Destruction surged out from his body. Many crushed stones fell from the top of his head, and were completely crushed by the violent Destructive Arc.    

    

If anyone saw Ao Lingchen's face, they would be shocked. His face was extremely ferocious. Both of his eyes were red and filled with blood. He was in a state of madness. The most terrifying thing was... Between his eyebrows, a black gaseous mass was hovering, like a worm. The Flying Snake twisted madly, as if it wanted to drill into his skull from between his eyebrows.    

    

However, its plan did not seem to succeed. Its majestic spiritual energy mixed with a terrifying aura of electric arcs surged wildly. It was like a decisive army, resisting the evil creature that was trying to invade the country.    

    

The evil energy and the Power of Destruction collided with each other. Ao Lingchen felt as if his brain had gone out of control and exploded. If he had not experienced the intense pain of the Power of Destruction tempering his body, he would have been able to withstand the pain of being torn apart. He was afraid that he would have fainted here.    

    

"Damned evil spirit power, I would like to see if you are the one who corroded me, or if I am the one who refined you!"    

    

A hoarse shout came from Ao Lingchen's throat. He clenched his fists tightly, and the Ruling Law Arts in his body started circulating rapidly. The overbearing Power of Destruction surged out from his Dantian along with his Yuan Qi. In an instant, it surged out from his meridians. It surged towards the center of his brows like a ferocious beast out of its cage!    

    

The corrosive black Qi that rushed out from his glabella was something Ao Lingchen was very familiar with. He knew that although this thing looked similar to the Black Evil Qi, in reality, it was the power of an evil spirit that was extremely evil and evil, the power of an evil spirit.    

    

Ao Lingchen was very clear that Black Robed Man's attack didn't seem to have the momentum of a landslide or landslide. However, compared to a landslide or landslide, the surging force of the attack was even more terrifying and sinister.    

    

It seemed like Black Robed Man wanted to shoot the evil seed out of his body and turn Ao Lingchen into his comrade.    

    

If he really wanted to turn into the accomplice of the evil spirit and fall into the darkness, he would rather have his soul cut off from this place.    

    

Feeling the frenzied and cowardly evil spirit black Qi between his eyebrows, Ao Lingchen's crimson eyes flashed with a hint of madness. His majestic spiritual force guided the violent Destructive Arc, condensing an incomparable amount of Yuan Qi. He crazily rushed towards the center of his brows, colliding fiercely with the evil spirit's power.    

    

The moment the violent force surged, Ao Lingchen instantly felt his head being torn apart, as if it would explode at any moment.    

    

If anyone saw Ao Lingchen's action at this moment, they would be so shocked that their jaws would fall down.    

    

This was too crazy. His actions were simply done by a madman.    

    

What was the head? Where was the foundation of a human? According to the ancient records, a person's soul was condensed on the head, if a person was cut in half at the waist, a martial artist with a tyrannical cultivation could still survive. They could even use some mysterious methods to recover.    

    

However, no one had ever heard of anyone having their head cut off. After their head exploded, they could still survive.    

    

Now, Ao Lingchen actually had the audacity to urge the violent Power of Destruction and violent Yuan Qi to surge up his head. It had to be said that he was even crazier than he had imagined. With a moment of carelessness, the turbulent and violent Power of Destruction went berserk in his head. Then he would become a headless corpse!    

    

Who would want to be bald if he had hair? Ao Lingchen was also forced to this point by the evil spirit Qi that seemed to be alive between his eyebrows. This evil spirit's power seemed to be even more troublesome than he had imagined. The nature of evil was comparable to the strength of the faceless evil spirit in the sealed land. If he didn't use the Power of Destruction's ability to destroy everything to resist it, this evil thing would erode his body.    

    

Once this thing took root in his head and germinated, turning him into a devil, it would be too late.    

    

In order to not be turned into a devil, he had to use extreme methods at all times!    

    

A gentleman does not stand under the wall of danger. Ao Lingchen knew very well that he had to get rid of this evil spirit's seed as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if he managed to disperse the evil spirit's power between his eyebrows, he would still be buried alive in the underground palace.    

    

With the Nine-floored Tower in his hand, Ao Lingchen would not die because of being buried alive. This was because he could hide in the Nine-floored Tower, and the Nine-floored Tower that could travel through the turbulent space without any injuries would naturally have no problem blocking the falling boulders.    

    

However, once he was buried alive, with the Nine-floored Tower's help, he should be able to escape from the underground palace alive.    

    

Could it be that he could stay inside the Nine-floored Tower and cultivate to the Stage of Martial King before breaking out of the ground?    

    

How long would it take for this to happen? Ten years? A hundred years?    

    

At that time, the flowers would thank him and the outside world wouldn't know what it would become.    

    

There was no more time!    

    

Ao Lingchen looked at the collapsing boulders around him, and his eyes flickered with madness.    

    

"Disperse!"    

    

A hoarse roar was heard, and terrifying Power of Destruction rose from Ao Lingchen's body. It forcefully surged towards the center of his brows, and at the same time, his body surged and condensed between his brows. The Power of Destruction, which was fighting against the evil spirit's power, suddenly went berserk. It violently collided with the evil spirit's Qi.    

    

With a pincer attack from both inside and outside, a powerful aura spread out from Ao Lingchen's body. The ripples of destruction surged under his feet. In an instant, the bricks that were glowing red with red light would crack open from time to time. The ravines that spread out were shocking.    

    

Facing the terrifying attack of the Power of Destruction, the evil spirit's Qi that was like a living creature crazily struggled. It was like a living snake, crazily twisting its body that was filled with evil energy. As it twisted, the evil energy that caused one's heart to palpitate soared into the sky. It attracted the attention of the Gengmo that had attacked and killed many martial artists in the surroundings.    

    

Perhaps because of the evil energy pervading the air, the Gengmo looked at Ao Lingchen in puzzlement. It treated Ao Lingchen as one of its own kind and continued to slaughter the remaining martial artists.    

    

The rubble continued to collapse. Many places in the underground palace were buried by falling rocks. There were also many people who were smashed to death by the falling stones, and their souls were broken in this place. Unknowingly, only Ao Lingchen was left in the collapsed underground palace. There was also a group of Gengmos hovering above his head, as if they were waiting for something. It was so dense that it made one's scalp tingle.    

    

However, this would also bring some benefits to Ao Lingchen. The spinning Gengmo was like a living shield. When the crushed stones fell down, the heat that rose from their bodies instantly turned them into ashes.    

    

"This is going to be troublesome!"    

    

Ao Lingchen endured the pain coming from his head and looked at the figure hovering above his head in fear. He felt a tingling sensation in his heart.    

    

Ao Lingchen knew very well that the reason why these Gengmos did not attack him... It was probably because of the evil spirit's power that they temporarily thought of him as Black Robed Man. Once he completely dispersed the evil spirit's power between his brows, these ferocious looking devils would be like ants. They charged forward.    

    

Ao Lingchen still had the confidence to fight one or two Gengmos, but these densely packed Gengmos...    

    

The only good news at the moment was that the underground palace seemed to have stabilized, and it did not collapse at all. There were faint traces of light coming from the exit, as if it was not blocked by falling stones.    

    

The problem was, how should he disperse the evil spirit energy between his brows and escape from the Gengmo group?    

    

Whether or not he could destroy the evil spirit energy in a short period of time made Ao Lingchen in a dilemma.