Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

0Ao Lingchen and his group travelled through the dense forest based on the direction of the map. The wild roars of beasts echoed in their ears.    

    

"The roars of the Devil Beast in front are getting closer. Should we take a detour or continue?"    

    

Hearing the increasingly loud roars of the beasts, Suen Zhiming frowned slightly and spoke cautiously. Although he did not see the Devil Beast's dull roar, he could tell from the sound that this beast was not simple.    

    

"It's fine. As long as it's not a Devil Beast that surpasses the Martial Sect Level, there won't be much of a problem even if we encounter it."    

    

Without pausing for half a second, Ao Lingchen spoke confidently, and his feet suddenly sped up.    

    

Ao Lingchen's confident words had also filled Suen Zhiming and the others with confidence. Indeed, as long as they didn't encounter a Fifth Grade Devil Beast, even if they couldn't deal with it, it wouldn't be a problem for them to escape.    

    

In the dense forest, five figures were flying at high speed, following the roars of the beasts.    

    

After passing through the forest in front of them, Ao Lingchen and the others landed on a towering tree. Finally, they could clearly see the source of the roars.    

    

They saw a black scaled cat with the head of a civet cat. Behind it was a long tail of a scorpion with a terrifying black light. The sharp tail was terrifying. The beast roar that echoed in all directions just now came from the mouth of this black fellow with the head and tail of a civet cat.    

    

"Mid Fourth Grade Ink Scaled Scorpion, good luck."    

    

Ao Lingchen stood on a tree branch and looked down at the Ink Scaled Scorpion. His eyes were calm, as if this wasn't a ferocious Devil Beast, but a little pet.    

    

With so many people suddenly appearing on the tree, the Devil Beast that was lying on the ground and roaring could naturally be found. He raised his head and saw everyone looking down at him, especially Ao Lingchen's contemptuous eyes. The triangular eyes of the Ink Scaled Scorpion were filled with anger, and it roared furiously. It never thought that a human the size of a bug would dare to look down on it with such a look, not giving it a lesson. It had already lost all its face.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

A crazy roar was heard. The short and thick legs of the Ink Scaled Scorpion on the ground suddenly stood up. A fierce and brutal killing intent rushed out from the beast's body. It was a violent display of power.    

    

"A Devil Beast with thick skin and thick flesh, a Martial Sect Middle Period, a perfect sparring partner. Coincidentally, I also want to test how strong I am after breaking through." Ao Lingchen smiled slightly, and majestic Yuan Qi gushed out from his body. His heels shook one by one. His figure flashed down, and he rushed towards the Ink Scaled Scorpion with a ferocious aura. A terrifying fist force was unleashed from his fist, which was emitting a dim light. It violently attacked the black figure.    

    

Facing the ferocious fist force, the Ink Scaled Scorpion did not collide with it as Ao Lingchen had expected. Instead, it nimbly dodged to the side, which surprised Ao Lingchen.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

The fist force came crashing down with a loud bang, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake. The hard rock could not withstand the pressure of the fist force and flew in all directions.    

    

Avoiding the powerful fist force, the Ink Scaled Scorpion's four limbs suddenly shook the ground. Black light flashed from the forest, its speed was as fast as lightning.    

    

"He actually knows how to scheme? Interesting!"    

    

Looking at the Ink Scaled Scorpion agilely dodging his powerful punch and seizing the opportunity to pounce on him, Ao Lingchen's pupils shrank slightly, and his expression became slightly more serious.    

    

Without any hesitation, starlight flickered and the Star Chasing Step moved. Ao Lingchen was like the starlight from the nine heavens, brushing past the black light that was coming at him at an even faster speed. He casually threw out a punch with his right fist, and forcefully smashed onto the hard back of the Ink Scaled Scorpion.    

    

With a loud bang, the ferocious Ink Scaled Scorpion's body lost its weight and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

The moment the Ink Scaled Scorpion fell to the ground, it rolled around twice. Then, it opened its mouth and spat out a jet of black ink. It was like a sharp arrow as it pierced through the air and shot towards Ao Lingchen, who was walking towards it with lightning speed.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Ao Lingchen frowned slightly, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes. Without any intention of retreating, he took a step forward in the air, and his right fist was overflowing with flames. The terrifying fist intent merged with the flame. It was suddenly swung out, and mixed with the hot power, it collided with the ink that was shooting towards him.    

    

"Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!"    

    

The sound of burning oil rang out, and the pungent smell dissipated where the flame and ink blended.    

    

"So ugly!"    

    

On the tree, Mo Yiyun looked at the intense fight in front of her and smelled the stink that drifted along with the wind. Her eyebrows slightly raised and her brows wrinkled.    

    

Hearing the sound coming from behind him, Ao Lingchen frowned slightly. The smell of burning ink was out of his expectations and was extremely disgusting.    

    

"No!" Smelling the foul smell that came with the wind, a cold light flashed across Ao Lingchen's eyes. He shouted loudly, "Hold your breath and stay away from me. This smell is poisonous."    

    

Ao Lingchen felt a little dizzy in his head, which made him alert. The moment he told the few people behind him to stay away from him, all the Yuan Qi in his body gushed out. The force of his fist was like a tsunami, and instantly, flames began to surge. The powerful force burned away all the ink that shot out. The raging flames pressed down on the Ink Scaled Scorpion below.    

    

The Ink Scaled Scorpion, which was originally trying to use its venom to deal with the insect in front of it, felt the burning force of the fist. Without thinking, a loud explosive sound was heard from under its four limbs. The beast's body that was flashing with light suddenly retreated.    

    

"What a cunning fellow." Ao Lingchen's expression was solemn. The spirituality of the Devil Beast in front of him had exceeded his expectations. This fellow could no longer be described as intelligent. It could be described as cunning.    

    

When he thought of the Devil Beast he had encountered in the past, when compared to the existence in front of him, the intelligence of a child could be compared to the intelligence of an adult.    

    

"However, even if that's the case, it won't change your fate!"    

    

Starlight sparkled under his feet. Like a ray of light, Ao Lingchen instantly disappeared from where he stood. In a flash, he appeared in the sky above the Ink Scaled Scorpion. His fist ferociously smashed towards the Devil Beast below.    

    

Under the overbearing swinging of his fist, a hurricane appeared out of thin air. A terrifying wind pressed down and instantly enveloped the Ink Scaled Scorpion, sealing off all possible escape routes.    

    

If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to experience the transformation, how would his strength improve? Ao Lingchen had thousands of ways to kill this Ink Scaled Scorpion, whether it was the formation or the Ten Directions Annihilation unleashed by the Power of Destruction. * Hong Long...... *    

    

However, it was rare for him to meet such a good sparring partner. Ao Lingchen could not bear to simply kill him.    

    

Raising his head, his triangular eyes stared at the approaching figure. The Ink Scaled Scorpion's entire body was emitting a dark black light. A fierce and violent aura soared into the sky. The sharp scorpion tail suddenly stabbed backwards like a sharp combat spear.    

    

"Green Bamboo Snake's Mouth, Yellow Bee Tail Needle, Scorpion Tail Needle." Looking at the incoming scorpion tail, Ao Lingchen furrowed his brows. The tail of a scorpion was even more vicious than the two described on it. It was an existence that had the title of Divine Immortal.    

    

With a thought, Ao Lingchen's figure didn't seem to have any intention of retreating. However, a long sword with a monstrous murderous aura appeared in his left hand.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

With a wave of his left hand, the long sword flew across the sky. The sharp Heavenly Fiend Sword violently collided with the scorpion tail, forcefully dodging it. Ao Lingchen took advantage of this moment to flash down. His right fist, mixed with a terrifying fist intent, suddenly smashed down.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

The fist that contained a terrifying fist force suddenly smashed onto the hard black scales. A powerful force surged out from the black scales in all directions.    

    

"So hard." Feeling the feedback from the fist, Ao Lingchen frowned. The defensive power of the Ink Scaled Scorpion's back armor seemed to have exceeded his expectations.    

    

Before he could recover from the shock of defending the Ink Scaled Scorpion, dense spikes emerged from the hard back armor and shot towards the person who had punched him.    

    

"Oh no!"    

    

Facing such an attack that he could not dodge, Ao Lingchen hurriedly blocked the Heavenly Fiend Sword in front of him. The Power of Destruction surged out from his Dantian, and sword energy swept out. With the assistance of the Power of Destruction, the sword light forcefully shattered the needles.    

    

With the help of a moment, starlight flickered under Ao Lingchen's feet, and he shot up into the sky from the back of the Ink Scaled Scorpion like a bolt of lightning.    

    

The Ink Scaled Scorpion's strange and varied attacks had exceeded Ao Lingchen's expectations.