Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

"How is that possible? I was actually defeated by a Martial Sect Stage brat!"    

His body was in a sorry state, and his clothes were in tatters. The wounds on his clothes were horrifying, and there was even a huge hole in his stomach. Some disgusting things were falling out of it.    

Mo Qi's complexion became extremely pale, and his body was trembling violently.    

Mo Qi couldn't accept such an outcome.    

This situation had exceeded his expectations. He had never thought of this scene.    

"How could this be?"    

"How is this possible?"    

Mo Qi's eyes were blank. The severe injuries on his body made him unable to believe that all of this was real.    

Just as his face was filled with astonishment...    

A wave of killing intent surged towards him. Mo Qi suddenly woke up from his daze. His expression changed drastically. His right hand shook the ground, and he wanted to fly up into the sky.    

But it seemed like it was already too late!    

Just as his body was about to explode, Ao Lingchen attacked!    

He attacked!    

The black tower descended from the sky.    

Due to Mo Qi's attack, most of the Origin Formation's power was directed at him.    

Therefore, even though Ao Lingchen's cultivation base was weaker, he didn't suffer any serious injuries.    

Facing such a powerful enemy, Ao Lingchen didn't have the slightest bit of confidence. Immediately, he launched his attack.    

I'll take your life while you're sick!    

There was no lightning following him. It looked like an ordinary Black Tower had fallen, but Mo Qi saw death from within.    

The pressure of the Black Tower seemed to be even stronger than his profound intent. The moment the heavy tower fell, the surrounding space seemed to have been sealed.    

This discovery made his heart palpitate.    

He didn't understand how Ao Lingchen could unleash such a powerful attack.    

How could he have such a technique?    

His son had already died tragically in the hands of this man. Could it be that he was going to follow in his footsteps?    

But how could Ao Lingchen, a puny Martial Sect Stage, have such terrifying means? How could he exert such a terrifying pressure?    

More importantly, this invisible pressure was definitely not something a Martial Sect Stage like Ao Lingchen could possess.    

He really couldn't figure it out!    

Could it be that there was someone helping him in the dark?    

But who could this person be?    

Mo Qi didn't have time to think about it. The speed of the Black Tower's suppression was too fast. It was so fast that his brain couldn't help but stop working.    

When Mo Qi's thoughts were in a mess, Ao Lingchen's expression didn't look any better.    

This attack, Ao Lingchen believed that it was the strongest attack he could use at the moment. In that instant, he felt the power in his body. Yuan Qi, mental energy, Qi and blood, and even some inexplicable power. All of it had been emptied in that instant. It fused into the Nine-floored Tower.    

A dim light flickered, and the Nine-floored Tower erupted with an extremely powerful aura.    

The moment it suppressed down, it was as if the heavens were being suppressed for ten thousand worlds. Even the space itself seemed to be distorted at this moment.    

Mo Qi's pale face changed once again. Above his head, a Black Tower was smashing down like a boundless mountain peak. It was as if he could see the god of death waving at him.    

Am I going to die?    

Should I go accompany my son?    

Why am I the one who will be buried with you?    

Time seemed to have stopped. Mo Qi's eyes were blank.    

It was as if a glance could last for ten thousand years, but in reality, it only lasted for an instant. The Black Tower that contained the will of the sacred mountain pressed down once again, and a miserable cry echoed.    

Under the heavy tower, a large amount of blood flowed out from the corner of Mo Qi's mouth. His vision was blurry, and he was in a trance.    

Ao Lingchen's face was also pale at this moment. The difference was that his face was pale, not because he was seriously injured, but because the energy in his body had almost been drained.    

He shouted in a low voice, "Suppress and kill!"    

Boom!    

The nine-story tower descended from the sky and suppressed the surrounding space. The surrounding space also distorted, creating huge energy ripples. One, two...    

The ground shook violently, as if there was a violent earthquake.    

At this moment, Mo Qi saw despair. He also saw a dazzling new star slowly rising up and blooming with a strange light.    

Under this strike, the space distorted violently, as if it was going to collapse and shatter.    

Of course, it was only a distortion.    

However, even if space did not shatter, the energy contained within this attack was still incomparably shocking.    

At least, to Mo Qi, this strike was incomparably powerful, it represented the death god.    

Mo Qi's expression changed dramatically.    

Ao Lingchen's pagoda actually contained an inexplicable pressure, and this pressure was even greater than Wang Wei's.    

This was a supreme Saint Weapon that surpassed Royal Armaments.    

However, his nervous expression quickly dissipated, and he regained his calm. However, his eyes were still filled with unwillingness and hatred.    

At this moment, the level of the divine weapon in Ao Lingchen's hand was no longer important, because the Death God was waving at him.    

Regret, despair.    

Regret for the slash just now. Despair. He seemed to be powerless to defend against it.    

Despair. However, Mo Qi didn't intend to resign himself to his fate. He wasn't willing to resign himself to his fate.    

Mo Qi's eyes were cold. The long blade in his hand shone with starlight. He did everything he could to slash out furiously.    

The moment Mo Qi slashed the blade of starlight, nine layers of Black Tower descended in the blink of an eye.    

"No!"    

Mo Qi roared furiously!    

It contained a force as heavy as a mountain. The nine layers of Black Tower continued to enlarge in his eyes, filling his eyes.    

His hand that was swinging the saber had lost all feeling, as if it did not exist anymore.    

Even with his life on the line, his saber did not seem to be able to help him obtain a chance of survival.    

The heavy tower came crashing down, right in front of him. There was no hope of escaping at all.    

Staring at the heavy tower that was falling down, only hatred and unwillingness remained in Mo Qi's eyes.    

He was really unwilling!    

He had come to take revenge, but his enemies hadn't arrived yet, and he still had to die here.    

Bang!    

The heavy tower instantly descended with a bang, and it fiercely smashed onto his body!    

The palm that subconsciously blocked it directly exploded. Flesh and blood collapsed, and even the bones that were covered in blood instantly broke apart.    

Miserable screams rang out.    

The heavy tower that was suppressed was very powerful. If Mo Qi was in his peak condition, as long as he was a bit stronger, there was still hope for him to block the attack.    

However, at this moment, not to mention his peak condition, he was covered in fatal injuries, and even when he swung his blade, he would still use the strength to eat.    

In this situation, if the Nine-floored Tower struck him, there was nothing he could do about the powerful force.    

Mo Qi's expression changed abruptly, and his eyes were filled with fear.    

He saw the God of Death waving his hand.    

His vision was extremely illusory, as if he was in a dream.    

Am I going to die?    

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, Hua'er, my father is useless, I can't help you take revenge.    

...    

Boom!    

A violent energy poured down, engulfing the surrounding area.    

Mo Qi's body was forcefully smashed into pieces!    

Blood sprayed all over his body, and his flesh and bones were horrifying.    

The ground shook violently because of the impact.    

His body was blasted apart, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere. His bones were broken, and there was still a breath of time left.    

This was precisely an expert!    

At the Half Step Martial King, as long as he was left with a single breath, he would have a chance to recover. However, he needed a large number of treasures.    

However, Ao Lingchen was right here, so how could he give him such a chance?    

Although they knew that he was just a pitiful person, they could only live on at this point.    

There were many things in the world that were right and wrong, but they had their own standpoints.    

Those who did big things had to be decisive and ruthless!    

This was all for survival.    

Sighing lightly, the lightning in Ao Lingchen's hand surged and a sword light condensed. In the next moment, the sword energy shot out and instantly penetrated the pitiful person who was on the verge of death in front of him.    

"Bang!"    

There was an explosive sound, and blood gushed out. A bowl-sized hole appeared on Mo Qi's skull.    

The Half Step Martial King Expert had finally come to an end, and it had been killed by the Yin energy.    

When Mo Qi died, his eyes were filled with hatred, as if he was saying, I will wait for you, wait for you.    

This time, Mo Qi was completely silent, his soul dispersed.