Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

A calm voice was heard from Ao Lingchen's mouth. The Mixed Essence Arts in his body was violently rotating. The powerful Yuan energy of a Martial Sect Stage was surging in his meridians, bursting forth. A dreamy light appeared under his feet. His body flashed with starlight. The ancient Nine-floored Tower pressed down and wherever it passed... Ripples of turbulent waves rippled, and light was faintly discernible, as if space itself was distorting.    

The man in black gave Ao Lingchen the feeling that he was no less threatening than the Seven-colored Python in Spirit Weapon Secret Realm. He no longer restrained himself when he attacked.    

If he couldn't defeat the man in black, how could he subdue him?    

"You overestimate yourself. Go to hell!"    

A sinister and cold voice reverberated in the surroundings. Looking at the imposing Ao Lingchen, a trace of madness flashed across the black-clothed man's eyes. The bright light in his eyes became increasingly dark and cruel. His entire body was filled with a sinister and demonic aura, and he exuded an inhumane pressure.    

His right hand, which was filled with an evil aura, waved the Blood Light cloud patterned dagger and slashed towards Ao Lingchen's head. The sharp blade light was flickering with an evil light.    

The moment the evil blade light slashed out, the ghost shadow that was hovering in the air bared its fangs and brandished its claws. It waved two sharp Ghost Claw towards the Nine-floored Tower, as if it wanted to crush this toy that dared to offend it.    

In an instant, the blade light swept across, and the evil spirit soared into the sky!    

In the distance, the people who saw the ghost shadow howling and baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it slaughtered the ghost shadow subconsciously swallowed their saliva. Their bodies trembled, and their faces turned ashen, as if they had seen a ghost.    

They had never seen such a scene before, and they had never seen such a brutal devil before.    

"This devil won't attack us, will he? Should we flee?"    

"I don't think so. However, for the sake of safety, we should leave Twilight City first. Who knows what that thing is!"    

Outside the Ye family, on the street at least five hundred meters away, people who were attracted by the storm were discussing among themselves. Their words were filled with fear towards the ghostly figures that were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws in the sky.    

"Stinking brat, are you still looking? Hurry up and enter the house. Be careful that the ghost will find you at night!"    

Along with a series of curses, an old woman hurriedly pulled the child who was standing on the street, staring blankly at the fierce battle in the sky, and entered the house. She hurriedly closed the wooden door.    

Ao Lingchen, who was standing on top of the ruins of Ye family, didn't pay attention to the commotion in Twilight City. At this moment, all of his attention was focused on the ferocious ghost shadow, the blade!    

"A Nine-floored Tower that can even shatter a king, what right do you have to face it head on!"    

With a calm expression, he stared at the fierce blade light and the ferocious ghost shadow. Ao Lingchen took a step forward in the air, and in an instant, the Nine-floored Tower pressed down from his hand.    

"Boom!"    

The Nine-floored Tower was simple and ordinary. It forcefully pressed down and collided with the sharp Ghost Claw that was emitting intense ghost energy in the sky.    

A powerful aura that caused one's heart to palpitate erupted from the center of the collision between the Nine-floored Tower and Ghost Claw.    

Facing the heavy pressure of the Nine-floored Tower, the enormous ghost shadow swung its pair of sharp claws, and pressed them against the ground ferociously.    

When the ghostly shadow's claws supported the Nine-floored Tower that was pressing down, the Nine-floored Tower that was originally as tall as a person suddenly enlarged. It instantly turned into a ten meter tall tower, like a huge mountain.    

The transformation of the huge tower caused the huge ghostly shadow that was about to rush up to the sky to stop moving. A surge of powerful energy erupted from its pair of giant claws, pressing down. It let out a ferocious howl towards the sky, as if it was suffering from the torture of an evil ghost from hell.    

The feeling of killing intent and ghostly shadows was deeply transmitted to the black-clothed man's body. In the face of the Nine-floored Tower that was pressing down on him, the black-clothed man felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain, a sacred mountain filled with terrifying power.    

"How can it be so strong?"    

Sensing the pressure coming from the ghostly shadow's claws, a trace of horror flashed across the black-clothed man's eyes. Ao Lingchen's strength was even more terrifying than he had imagined, even when he used the Ghost Shadow Dharma. * Hong Long...... *    

What was his limit?    

Looking at Ao Lingchen who was using the rippling Nine-floored Tower to suppress him, the fear in the black-clothed man's eyes turned into fear.    

He was not afraid of his opponent's strength, but he was afraid of not knowing his opponent's limit. Where was it?    

At this moment, Ao Lingchen gave the black-clothed man the impression that he was a bottomless pool of water.    

"I don't believe that a little brat like you, who still stinks of milk, can be so strong!"    

The black-clothed man ferociously stared at Ao Lingchen who was pressing down from the sky with an expressionless face. He let out a hoarse roar. His eyes flashed with a crazy light. A majestic blood Qi surged out from his body. It soared into the sky and merged into the body of the ghost above his head.    

Blood essence. The black-clothed man transferred his blood essence into the body of the evil ghost shadow.    

The moment the blood essence left his body, the black-clothed man's face turned deathly pale. His entire body became abnormally weak, as if he had suffered from a major illness.    

Blood essence was the foundation of a human being, and it was extremely important. Losing too much of it would even be a threat to death. Even so, the man in black still chose to give up a portion of his blood essence. It could be seen that he was determined to kill Ao Lingchen.    

Of course, there was another reason why the man in black was so determined. He knew that he wouldn't be able to maintain this state for too long. If this continued, if he couldn't kill Ao Lingchen before the ghostly shadow disappeared, then he would be the one to die. Rather than taking such a risk, he would rather give up some of his blood essence.    

As the blood essence merged into his body, the ghostly shadow's empty eyes sparkled with evil Blood Light. It was as if he had a consciousness of his own as he howled madly. The evil Qi was rolling within his body like a torrent of black Qi. It emitted a terrifying aura and a terrifying pressure appeared on its body.    

The evil energy was surging crazily. The ghostly figure with blood-red eyes madly slapped the pair of sharp claws and ruthlessly slammed against the huge tower that was pressing down.    

"Don't think that just because you have some tricks up your sleeve, you can match up to our sect. Today, I will let you see what is the difference between us!" The black-clothed man circulated his ghostly shadow to wildly slap the Nine-floored Tower, and the aura emitted from his body became stronger and stronger.    

The Nine-floored Tower that looked like a heavy mountain kept shaking under the slap of the ghostly shadow, as if it would be smashed away and shattered at any time.    

However, in the face of the increasingly powerful attack of the ghostly shadow, Ao Lingchen's face remained expressionless, and his eyes were calm and indifferent.    

Ao Lingchen's performance made the black-clothed man's gaze become deeper and deeper, and it became unusually gloomy.    

"I want to see how calm you are!"    

A hoarse voice came from the man in black's throat, and a gloomy and evil aura kept emerging from his body. A flood of evil ghost aura surged into the sky inside his body, and intertwined with the ghost shadow that was attacking crazily in midair. This caused the ghost shadows, which were already emitting a dense Yin aura, to become even more solemn.    

The overflowing evil ghosts spread out from the body of the ghost shadow, and the surroundings were covered with a gloomy and hazy evil energy. The entire ruins of Ye family looked extremely strange, as if it was a living hell.    

In the evil scene of hell, the ghostly shadow with blood-red eyes stared at Ao Lingchen, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. The sharp teeth of the ghostly shadow were shining with a cold light, as if it wanted to devour Ao Lingchen's body that was filled with blood and Qi.    

Staring coldly at the ghostly shadow that was overflowing with killing intent, Ao Lingchen's facial expression was calm and composed. He said, "It seems like this ghostly shadow is your strongest technique. Since this is the case, I will crush your hope!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a vague fluctuation that caused one's heart to palpitate. In the next second, a bright light shone in his eyes, and his right hand suddenly pressed down.    

Buzz!    

The moment the big hand pressed down, the Nine-floored Tower that was violently struck by the ghostly shadow suddenly shook. A pitch black electric arc instantly surrounded the giant tower, and with a thunderous force, it forcefully pressed down.    

On the street far away, in the ruins of the Ye family, be it Suen Zhiming, Ye Qiu, or the others who were watching the battle, all of them were looking at the sky nervously. Everyone knew that the result of the collision in the sky would determine everything.