Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

"Formation!"    

Tianfeng Prince and Wang Chuan stared at the rising Light Formation around them. Fear appeared on their faces.    

What happened in the Three Extremes was still vivid in their minds. The scene of the heavens collapsing and the earth shattering was still resurfacing in their minds.    

Even though the two of them knew that the formation that Ao Lingchen casted was worlds apart from the formation of the Three Extremes, there was no comparison at all.    

However, they still felt fear in their hearts.    

"Don't you want to know what I have obtained from the fortune? I'll let you experience it now!"    

Ao Lingchen's figure floated within the Eight Trigrams Light Formations. He looked at the two people in front of him and smiled coldly.    

How could he not have other plans when he stayed here to deal with them?    

The main reason he chose this place was because there was a kind of terrain here, the Yin Cold Evil.    

Using the Eight Trigrams Formation to affect the Yin Cold Evil, this was Ao Lingchen's other trump card.    

It was a technique that was similar to the Nine-floored Tower.    

"Your strength isn't weak. If I wanted to kill you with poison, I'm afraid that you would be severely injured in the end. Now, I'll give you a chance to choose."    

"Leave this place!"    

Ao Lingchen looked at the two people in front of him with a mocking and disdainful expression. With a slight movement of his right hand, a violent energy surged out from his right hand. Strange spirit patterns shot out from his hand and merged with the Light Formation underneath his feet.    

Following that, a chilling aura that caused one to tremble with fear appeared.    

It was powerful, and without unleashing its killing power, the Eight Trigrams Light Formations unleashed a suffocating aura.    

Sensing the oppressive aura, Tianfeng Prince and Wang Chuan both felt as if they were facing a Half Step Martial King.    

"The inheritance you obtained is a formation?"    

Wang Chuan frowned as he looked at Ao Lingchen. He looked around at the dark and cold killing intent that was rising into the sky, and felt the wild and violent Qi surrounding his body. He gripped his long blade tightly with his right hand.    

Ao Lingchen's current means made him hesitate a little.    

If Ao Lingchen really obtained the inheritance of the formation from Glorious Sun Martial King, then even if the formation he could use wasn't as powerful as the one in the Three Extreme Lands, he wouldn't be able to underestimate it.    

There weren't many formation masters in the cultivation world, but everyone knew that if the formation master was allowed to set up the formation in advance, even if the formation master wasn't strong enough, no one knew what kind of shocking power he would be able to unleash.    

Ao Lingchen had arrived here earlier than them. With the strength of the three of them, they could stay here and wait for them. He wouldn't believe it if they said that he wasn't prepared to deal with them.    

A formation master who wasn't weaker than them and was prepared for this would set up a grand formation with monstrous power ahead of time.    

Such a combination had to be feared.    

While Wang Chuan was thinking about this with mixed feelings, Tianfeng Prince, who was beside him, also had a solemn expression. He seemed to be thinking about something.    

Tianfeng Prince had long heard that Ao Lingchen knew about formations. He had used this technique before in the Essence Sword Sect, and it seemed to be quite powerful.    

According to what he had said, he had obtained the inheritance of formations from the fortune of the Martial King. This was also possible.    

Just like how he had obtained a combat skill from it, the Land Of Creation seemed to be able to give him a fortune based on his own situation.    

With this fellow's cultivation of formation, if he were to obtain the inheritance of formation from the Martial King's fortune, he was afraid that he would have a qualitative leap in the field of formation.    

If that was the case, it would be troublesome.    

Tianfeng Prince was silent as he sensed the soaring power of the Yin Spirits around him. His expression was solemn, as if he was deep in thought about what he should do.    

"Hesitation?"    

Ao Lingchen smiled coldly. His solemn gaze swept across the two people in the formation. The Nine-floored Tower beside him was circulating in the air. Both of his hands quickly formed seals, and lines of formation patterns flew down from his fingers.    

As the formation patterns sparkled, the Eight Trigrams Formation seemed to be activated. A violent and violent dark killing intent rushed into the sky like a flood. It spun quickly, and transformed into a Yin Yang Fish pattern that was overflowing with Yin energy. Carrying a violent aura, it forcefully pressed down on the two men in front of him.    

Since these two people weren't willing to leave just like that, he would use the cruelest method to force them to leave.    

A strong killing intent surged in Ao Lingchen's eyes. Boundless spiritual force swept out, and it affected the Yin specter's suppressing attack!    

If it was possible, Ao Lingchen would naturally want to keep these two people here forever. However, the strength of these two people was extremely strong. It wasn't easy to kill them.    

Furthermore, although he had obtained the inheritance of an Origin Master and knew how to use formations to affect the terrain, he still didn't have a deep understanding of them.    

Plus, this wasn't a land of extreme cold, and he didn't have the ability to gather the three extremes. Therefore, he wasn't able to borrow the power of the heaven and earth.    

Therefore, Ao Lingchen didn't have much hope in killing the two people in front of him.    

However, if he couldn't kill them, it didn't mean that he couldn't suppress them.    

A strong killing intent surged in his eyes. Ao Lingchen activated the Eight Trigrams Formation, circulated the Cold Evil Yin Yang Fish, and forcefully crushed the two men in front of him.    

"Kill!"    

The Cold Yin Diagram was destroyed in the air. Tianfeng Prince and Wang Chuan did not even bother to think about it. In an instant, a violent power erupted. The long blade in his hand slashed furiously in the air. The Astral Light Fist suppressed the air. Two violent energies fiercely collided with the Yin and Yang Diagram.    

Rumble!    

A deafening explosion reverberated from the center of the collision. In an instant, the saber light shattered, the Astral Light shattered, and the Yin Yang Illustration was also shattered.    

At the instant the violent energy exploded, terrifying spatial cracks appeared in the middle, as if the heaven and earth had been torn apart.    

The terrifying energy caused everyone in the surroundings to be dumbstruck.    

It was too powerful. The power that erupted from the exchange between the three of them could be said to be earth-shattering.    

What was even more shocking was that Ao Lingchen was able to fight two of them alone. With the power of the grand formation under his feet, he didn't show any signs of being defeated.    

"So what if you have the formation? Today, if you don't hand over that little pagoda and the Spatial Ring on Wang Chongtian's body, you will die without a doubt!"    

Tianfeng Prince's brows were like sharp swords, and his eyes were like stars. A fierce light emerged in his pupils.    

Knowing that Ao Lingchen had obtained the inheritance of the formation, Tianfeng Prince no longer had much interest in this thing. However, there was a Nine-floored Tower that was filled with the Qi of destruction and the Spatial Ring of Wang Chongtian and the others beside him. It was exactly what he wanted.    

"That's right. So what if it's a formation? Just break it!"    

Wang Chuan coldly smiled, and a fierce killing intent surged into his eyes. The long blade in his hand was coiled with Blood Light, and a ferocious and evil Asura demon shadow appeared behind him.    

The power of Ao Lingchen's attack just now was indeed shocking, but it was also broken by him. It was obvious that his formation wasn't too strong.    

"Is that so?"    

The corner of Ao Lingchen's mouth rose slightly, and a sneer emerged in his eyes. Majestic Mental Energy surged out from his sea of consciousness, and the Eight Trigrams Light Formations in the surroundings suddenly changed greatly. Violent Yin and cold wind rose from the corners of the formation. The cold wind quickly gathered in the air and turned into a huge ball of wind. A suffocating energy roared above it, and it was filled with suffocating power.    

"If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit. Since it's like this, I'll let you see how powerful the Eight Trigrams Cold Wind Formation is!"    

A cold and cruel voice was heard. A wisp of cold and gloomy energy flashed across Ao Lingchen's eyes. He held the tower with his right hand and forcefully suppressed it. At the same time, a huge ball of wind rushed towards the two men in front of him in a domineering manner.    

"Kill!"