Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

These dazzling lightning bolts that suddenly erupted were like densely packed lightning snakes. They intertwined with each other and formed a huge lightning net.    

"Array?!"    

Mo Qi's pupils violently contracted, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face. He looked at the formation that suddenly shot up into the sky in shock.    

With his extraordinary eyesight, he could naturally tell that this formation was extremely powerful. The energy waves that were surging on it could already threaten him.    

This was a formation that was close to the king level.    

"A formation close to the king level? How is that possible? How could he set up a formation of this level?"    

"Could it be that his Dao of array formations is already profound and unfathomable, reaching this step?!"    

"How is that possible? Even so, when did he set up this formation? Where did he get the time to set up the formation? "    

Mo Qi's heart was filled with shock. Ao Lingchen knew about formations and Origin Technique. This was because he was present at the scene when he was in Five Sects Competition. He had seen this man defeat his opponent with Origin Technique.    

But, where did he get the chance to set up the formation? Ao Lingchen had been monitoring him from the beginning until now. Even his sudden attack didn't give him any chance to set up the formation.    

However, this formation had clearly appeared in front of him.    

"How could this be?!"    

Mo Qi's heart was violently shaken as he felt the surging force of the sea that surged up from below. His eyes were filled with shock and confusion. He still did not understand when Ao Lingchen had set up the grand formation. How did he set it up? How did he do it silently in front of him?    

The light of the formation flickered, and a violent thunderbolt struck. The thunderbolt collided with the charging Mo Qi's body.    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

The thunderstorm raged. The Power of Destruction was incomparably powerful, forcing Mo Qi to retreat.    

He was sent flying more than ten meters away.    

"Formation!"    

Mo Qi stood with his saber in hand. His facial expression became extremely ugly. He had never thought that something like this would happen just as he was about to succeed.    

"It turns out that you have set up the Origin Formation. No wonder you are so confident and arrogant." Mo Qi came back to his senses and said with a gloomy expression, "But when did you set up this formation? I don't think you have the chance to set it up just now."    

"Is there really no chance?"    

Ao Lingchen's face was full of ridicule. He shook his head with disdain and slowly let out a breath.    

His mocking words made Mo Qi frown, and a trace of anger appeared in his eyes.    

His eyes subconsciously swept downwards, looking at the flickering sparks of lightning, looking at the potholes. He seemed to have understood something and vaguely guessed something.    

"Is it the sparks of lightning from the collision with me just now..." Mo Qi muttered to himself, "This move is hidden really deeply."    

"Looks like you have thought of it."    

Ao Lingchen looked at Mo Qi with a bright light in his eyes, and a strong fighting spirit burst out from his eyes.    

The veins on Mo Qi's hand that was holding the knife bulged, and it emitted violent Yuan Qi. The surrounding air seemed to have been ignited and boiled, and it was shaking violently.    

This sudden change made him very angry.    

Generally speaking, setting up a formation required a certain amount of time and effort. Furthermore, the traces were obvious, and it was easy for others to discover them. Just now, his intense battle with Ao Lingchen had been raging like a raging fire. The other party's situation was even more dangerous. Who would have thought that he would actually take the long way in secret under such circumstances? He had left this move behind.    

Ao Lingchen's ability to set up such a strange formation had something to do with his mastery of the Origin Technique and his ability to secretly connect with the terrain.    

"The inheritance of the Origin Technique, that damned Origin Technique!"    

"The Origin Technique Formation, I would like to see if this thing can save your dog life!"    

Mo Qi's eyes were fixed on Ao Lingchen. His expression was extremely gloomy, and his killing intent was surging.    

Ao Lingchen looked at Mo Qi's gloomy and ugly face, then he smiled and said, "Try it?"    

After successfully arranging the Origin Formation, Ao Lingchen heaved a long sigh of relief. The pressure he felt when facing Mo Qi's attack was just too great.    

The opponent's strength was far beyond what he could handle. If this dragged on, he would only die.    

When one was poor, one must think of a way to change one's mind. At this critical moment of life and death, Ao Lingchen also racked his brain and tried to think of a way to deal with it.    

After a round of hard thinking, he discovered that there seemed to be no way to break out of this situation, except for the Origin Technique that he had no confidence in.    

The true profound meaning of the Origin Technique was connecting with the Force Of Heaven And Earth, using the general trend to form a foundation. It was also bestowing the formation with means to make the connection alive.    

This technique was not limited to just one's understanding of the Origin Technique, but also one's understanding of the formation. It was also influenced by the environment.    

There was no other way. Ao Lingchen decided to use the Origin Technique to sense the force of the earth and find a way to set up the formation.    

Because the Origin Technique had just entered the sect, it was extremely difficult for Ao Lingchen to connect with the force of the earth. Fortunately, he succeeded in the end. There should have been an ancient battlefield in the depths of this place. The terrain was complex and fierce, and it could be considered to contain a powerful force.    

In the end, he successfully used the formation to draw out the terrain, turning it into a great formation.    

The grand formation that Ao Lingchen laid down was called the Fierce Tiger Fiend Formation. It was one of the most common Origin Formation in the Origin Formation. This was because the White Tiger was the master killer, and the most commonly used offensive technique in the cultivation of the Origin Technique was to draw the fierce aura of the Tiger of the Earth to suppress the enemy.    

Perhaps because of this, the Fierce Tiger Fiend Formation was also improved and improved many times in the line of Origin Masters. After studying and discovering it, the final power of the formation was quite shocking. In the inheritance of the Origin Technique that Ao Lingchen had obtained... This Origin Formation was the one that was described the most, so he had learned it.    

The power of this formation emphasized the strength of the surrounding terrain. If it was a dangerous place, when this formation was used, the force of the earth would be pulled out. Even a Martial Emperor warrior would have to avoid the fierce force of the formation.    

Of course, there could not be such a terrifying evil aura in this place. Even if there was, Ao Lingchen would not be able to release all of it.    

However, even so, Ao Lingchen felt that it was enough!    

Mo Qi looked at the lightning that filled the air and the violent fiendish aura that surged out. His right hand, which was holding the blade, clenched tightly as veins bulged and wiggled. A trace of coldness surged within his bloodshot eyes.    

"I don't care what kind of tiger or leopard you are. Even if a god comes today, he will not be able to save you!"    

"Go to hell!"    

"Swish!"    

The long blade slashed out in the air. Mo Qi's figure turned into a shooting star and shot towards Ao Lingchen. An extremely violent aura surged from his body. In the next moment, a cold light shot out from the long blade. The blade Qi transformed into a fierce storm, sweeping out like a destructive storm. It ferociously charged toward the enemy who had killed his son.    

Looking at the incoming figure, the smile on Ao Lingchen's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes became fierce.    

"Those who kill will always be killed! Today, you want to kill me, don't blame me for being impolite!"    

Ao Lingchen suddenly stepped forward with his right foot and stomped on the ground. As he stepped in the air, his cold voice resounded, "Fierce Tiger Fiend, form a formation and hook the soul!"    

Roar!    

Ao Lingchen's angry roar was heard. In the blink of an eye, a dazzling lightning bolt shot out, followed by a series of deep tiger roars.    

The interweaving lightning bolts in the surroundings strangely transformed into a fierce and fierce tiger with flashing lightning.    

Once this tiger appeared, the surrounding fiendish energy was like an erupting volcano, surging and overflowing into the heavens.    

"Roar!"    

A long roar sounded towards the sky, carrying with it a surging evil energy. In an instant, it tore through the sky, biting and tearing at Mo Qi who was charging at him.    

Both of their Qi had been raised to the maximum at this moment.    

They understood that this battle wouldn't last for long.