Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

The dim light became more and more dazzling, and the violent hurricane was violently surging. Under the frenzied battle between Ao Lingchen and Gui Mo, the critical point of the violent hurricane created by the collision between the two of them was instantly broken.    

It was as if the hurricane was struck by an even stronger explosive force. The hurricane with monstrous momentum collapsed. Under the stunned gazes of the crowd and the uneasy hearts, it exploded.    

The pitch-black and eye-catching eyes, the rapidly spreading storm... Even under the protection of the Flying Dragon Boat, everyone on the ship could still feel the terror within. They asked themselves, even if they were standing at the edge of the storm... They didn't have the confidence to survive.    

The storm collapsed instantly. Dazzling light occupied half of the sky in an instant. The surging energy shook the black and white chessboard violently. Fierce and fierce waves swept in all directions.    

In an instant, the entire sky was dyed black. The wanton airflow was clearly visible, and the murderous aura surged like dark clouds.    

The instant the destructive airwave whizzed past, many people instantly went deaf. In their eyes, the space in front of them had actually been displaced and distorted, as if someone was folding space.    

What was even more terrifying was that there were actually indistinct cracks appearing in these places, like torn pieces of cloth. It was extremely terrifying.    

This terrifying scene caused fear and shock to appear on the faces of everyone who was watching this scene.    

Such a terrifying attack. If it was them, they would probably instantly turn into ashes.    

Everyone widened their eyes as much as possible as they stared at the center of the storm. They wanted to see what the two of them would do under such a terrifying storm.    

Under the shocked and fearful gazes of the crowd, the moment the terrifying storm collapsed, it turned into an even more terrifying storm.    

Ao Lingchen's domineering punch landed on Gui Mo's body. He wanted to use Gui Mo as a springboard to escape from such a terrifying storm. However, he had underestimated Gui Mo's ferociousness.    

"If you want to die, let's die together!"    

Looking at Ao Lingchen who was trying to escape, he could feel the wild and violent energy of the storm around him. Gui Mo suddenly bent his back, both of his hands tightly holding onto Gui Mo's violently beating hand. He let the fierce power of his fists be unleashed on his chest, as if he was going to drag another person down with him even if he was going to die.    

"Let go!"    

Ao Lingchen's eyes became serious when his arm was crushed. He suddenly kicked his right leg on his opponent's arm. The powerful force directly broke the latter's arm.    

However, what made Ao Lingchen powerless was that even if his arm was broken, Gui Mo would still use his body to grab his arm, not giving him a chance to escape.    

At the moment when the two of them were fighting, a frightening storm swept over. In an instant, it violently collided with the bodies of Ao Lingchen and Gui Mo, who had no time to escape from the storm.    

"Wah!"    

The violent storm recklessly charged forward. Scarlet blood instantly spurted out from both of their mouths. Immediately, their bodies were helplessly swallowed by the terrifying force.    

The sudden change on the chessboard caused Elder Yuan Shen's expression to change drastically.    

If Ao Lingchen's strength was at its peak, judging from his performance just now, even if the storm was so terrifying, he would still be able to survive. At most, he would be seriously injured.    

However, at this moment, he was already at the end of his rope. If he was swallowed by the storm in this state, he would probably die nine times out of ten!    

If he was an ordinary disciple, he would have died. However, the talent that Ao Lingchen displayed in the previous battle was astonishing. According to what he knew, this little guy had joined the Essence Sword Sect for less than half a year. Currently, his cultivation base was infinitely close to that of a core disciple. If he were to nurture him properly... He was afraid that he would become a true disciple once again. Even the Essence Sword Sect did not have many disciples of this level!    

A good seedling with a bright future, could it be that he wanted to watch him die with his own eyes?    

However, Rakshasa Ghost Child's disciple had also fallen into such a desperate situation and had yet to make a move. He was afraid that Rakshasa Ghost Child would save him.    

With a gloomy expression, a trace of determination flashed across Elder Yuan Shen's eyes. The spiritual qi that lingered around his body instantly shrunk, turning into a mighty armor of spiritual qi.    

"Humph!"    

With a cold humph, Elder Yuan Shen turned into a long beam of light and shot into the violent energy storm under the watchful eyes of everyone.    

At the same time, Rakshasa Ghost Child, who was on the Ghost Ship, had a gloomy expression as he looked at Elder Yuan Shen. He also rushed out and rushed into the wild and violent storm.    

"Old ghost Nangong, you seem to have broken the rules!"    

A dark and stern voice sounded from within the chaotic and wanton storm. Storm! A shocking explosion suddenly occurred in the middle, and the surrounding Yin energy suddenly soared. A large amount of Ghost Energy instantly surged around the black and white chessboard. The crazily surging Ghost Energy looked even more terrifying than the storm above!    

"Hmph, rules are used to break them. Otherwise, where did the saying that the strong are respected come from?!"    

Spiritual light burst forth, and a huge spirit statue appeared in the center of the storm. If it was a huge armor, it would tear apart the surging Ghost Qi.    

With a flash of green light, a ray of light shot out from the storm and landed on the Flying Dragon Boat.    

The person who arrived was Elder Yuan Shen, and he was holding a human figure in his arms. It was Ao Lingchen!    

When they saw the Ao Lingchen in Elder Yuan Shen's hand, many people on the Flying Dragon Boat secretly swallowed their saliva.    

At this moment, Ao Lingchen's eyes had lost all light, and his face was filled with exhaustion. His clothes were tattered, and his back was badly mutilated. There were also many sword marks on his hands and feet, and at the deepest part of his body, one could even see shocking white bones.    

Ao Lingchen had actually ended up like this under the storm.    

However, when they recalled the terrifying storm just now, they did not smack their lips. When they recalled the thrilling scene of the energy storm earlier, all of them felt their hearts beating much faster.    

A wave of spirit energy surged into Ao Lingchen's body and circulated through his meridians. Feeling the weak pulse in his body, stimulated by his own spirit energy, it slowly became a strong pulse. Only then did Elder Yuan Shen let out a sigh of relief.    

Fortunately, although his injuries were serious, at least his life was not in danger.    

On the Flying Dragon Boat, Ouyang Yu, Xia Jingxue and the rest hurriedly rushed over. They landed beside Elder Yuan Shen and looked at Ao Lingchen with a worried expression.    

Especially Xia Jingxue, when she saw Ao Lingchen covered in injuries, tears welled up in her eyes and her face was filled with heartache.    

Ao Lingchen lifted his pale hand and held the latter's arm. He smiled at her, "I'm fine."    

On the other side, the violent storm on the chessboard had been swallowed by the dark killing intent below. Rakshasa Ghost Child also pulled Gui Mo's arm back to the Ghost Ship.    

Rakshasa Ghost Child glanced at Gui Mo, who was covered in blood, and Ao Lingchen, who was not far away. He frowned slightly, and a strange look appeared in his eyes. He murmured, "I didn't expect that you would be in such a sorry state because of your strength."    

"He's able to absorb Yin Energy!"    

Leaning on Rakshasa Ghost Child's arm, Gui Mo's body trembled uncontrollably. The destructive force contained in the storm created by the collision between him and Ao Lingchen was too terrifying. No matter who it hit, it didn't matter. * Hong Long...... *    

If it wasn't for the old ghost attacking at the critical moment, he was afraid that he would have to face the consequences just now!    

"Absorb Yin energy?"    

A hoarse voice sounded out from Rakshasa Ghost Child's throat. His gloomy eyes fiercely glanced in the direction of the Flying Dragon Boat.    

"Go and heal your injuries first!"    

A mass of dark and cold killing intent surged out from Rakshasa Ghost Child's body, and wrapped around the badly mutilated Gui Mo, who was dripping blood, and sent him into the Ghost Ship like a cloud.    

"It's time to settle the score!"    

A cold laughter sounded out from Rakshasa Ghost Child's mouth.