Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Such a scene dumbfounded everyone in the surroundings.    

No one had thought that Ao Lingchen's combat strength would be so terrifying.    

A Heavenly Pride of the Netherworld King's level had joined hands to fight him. In the end, he even burnt the powerful blood essence in his body. He wanted to find a chance to escape, but in the end, he failed.    

None of them could escape from Ao Lingchen's hands.    

They looked at Ao Lingchen, who was slaughtering in all directions, along with the three Saints of the Devil Palace.    

Those experts who had joined hands to deal with Ao Lingchen were now filled with fear.    

They had attacked Ao Lingchen just now.    

If this man chose to take revenge on them, they might not be a match for him even if they joined hands.    

Just now, they had the help of the three Saints of the Devil Palace. None of them could kill Ao Lingchen or even severely injure him.    

Now that he had killed the Saints of the three devil palaces, how could the rest of them have the ability to deal with Ao Lingchen?    

Thinking of this, the faces of many Prospective Emperor experts in the forest turned incomparably pale and ugly.    

They had never thought that the combat strength of this monstrous genius of the Eastern Wastelands would be this terrifying.    

This kind of power was just too terrifying.    

"What should we do? We did that to him just now. He won't come and settle the score with us now, will he?"    

The people who had joined hands to attack Ao Lingchen had solemn expressions on their faces at this moment.    

Who knew that this man was so powerful that he could even kill the Saints of the three Devil Halls?    

If they knew that this man had such terrifying combat strength just now, they wouldn't have dared to fight Ao Lingchen.    

Of course, there were also many people who were guessing at this moment. They also felt that it was a fluke.    

Could it be that the two men who screamed just now weren't killed?    

After all, with the battle prowess of the three Devil Palace's Saint Sons, with the power that the Netherworld King and the Netherworld King released after burning their own blood essence, it shouldn't be too difficult for them to escape.    

Under such circumstances, could Ao Lingchen really kill them so quickly?    

Everyone held a trace of unrealistic expectation in their hearts.    

However, they soon realized how ridiculous their unrealistic thoughts were.    

"They really died. Netherworld King and Yu Anshi were both killed."    

"So miserable, even their heads were cut off."    

Someone quietly flew towards the place where the miserable cries sounded earlier. They were all shocked by the scene they saw.    

Never had they imagined that with the Netherworld King's and Yu Anshi's strengths, they would be killed to the point their heads were separated from their bodies in the end, and even if they burned their own blood essence, they would still be unable to escape from the hands of the other party.    

"A true dragon has appeared in the Eastern Wastelands this time. With this Ao Lingchen around and the fact that Martial Emperors can't attack him, who can deal with him?"    

A shocked voice resounded in the surroundings. Everyone was filled with fear because of the combat strength that Ao Lingchen had displayed.    

At this moment, when everyone looked at Ao Lingchen, their eyes were filled with fear.    

Even though there were a lot of Prospective Emperor and Prospective Emperor supreme experts here, they still didn't have the courage to attack Ao Lingchen.    

"He's too strong. This man's strength is unreasonable."    

"We attacked him just now. Don't tell me he wants to take revenge on us?"    

"If that really is the case, then we'll fight him to the death."    

Many people in the mountain forest had solemn expressions as they discussed.    

They understood that with the death of the Saints of the three Devil Halls, this place would be dominated by the Eastern Wastelands today.    

Unless there were even more amazing Heavenly Pride, just Ao Lingchen alone was enough to make all of them powerless to fight against him.    

However, what shocked and worried everyone in the mountain forest didn't happen.    

After killing Netherworld King and Yu Anshi, Ao Lingchen quietly stood in front of the palace of the peace talks of the five regions, looking up at the Sacred War in the sky.    

Compared to those who wanted to take revenge on him, the Sacred War in the sky seemed to attract him more.    

Seeing Ao Lingchen's action, the surrounding people also raised their heads and looked up at the sky.    

The battle between the sages must be something that everyone was looking forward to and wanted to watch even more.    

It was just that Ao Lingchen's threat had caused them to panic, and they had no choice but to pay more attention to Ao Lingchen.    

After Ao Lingchen's attention was placed on the Sacred War in the sky, these people also placed their attention on the sky.    

Boom!    

A deafening explosion sounded, and a terrifying storm swept across the sky.    

Even though they were far away, the people below all felt a wave of pressure. Those aftershocks made quite a few people have difficulty breathing.    

At this time, the great battle in the sky had already become extremely tragic. The two sages of the Demon Palace who were still alive were frantically burning their blood essence. Their eyes became incomparably scarlet red, and killing intent surged.    

The threat of death made them only have one thought at this moment, and that was to escape from the Eastern Wastelands.    

"Saints of the Eastern Wastelands, let them go, and we can compensate you."    

"If you let our people go, we are willing to pay the price of five Sacred Artifacts in exchange for their lives."    

Outside of the Eastern Wastelands, the Saint Sages of the three Devil Halls roared out in low voices.    

A Saint Sage expert had already fallen. They could not lose another two Saints.    

Otherwise, even with the foundation of the three great demon palaces, they would still feel pain.    

One had to know that even immortal powers like the three great demon palaces didn't have many sage experts in their clans. They were all strategic existences in top inheritances.    

Because the three Devil Halls had always been arrogant and domineering, they had many enemies.    

If it wasn't because they were extremely powerful and chose to join forces to intimidate many powers, they would have eliminated the enemies they had offended a long time ago based on their past conduct.    

Among the three devil halls, even the Devil God Palace, who had the most profound foundation, only had five Saint Sages, and the relatively weaker Ghost King Palace only had three Saint Sages.    

If three Saint Sages died in the Eastern Wastelands this time, their foundation would suffer a huge blow.    

However, it was as if the Saints of the Eastern Wastelands didn't hear what the Saint Sages of the three Devil Halls said.    

They continued to circulate their blood essence domineeringly, erupting with terrifying killing power.    

The power of destruction, the killing moves filled with the might of saints, charged at the two Saints in front of them.    

The ten sages were domineering in killing. The destructive power they erupted caused cracks to appear in the surrounding space, as if this space could not withstand their killing power.    

The two sages who were attacked by them were even beaten until blood splattered in the air. Their bodies were blasted out with terrifying bloody holes.    

The two sages from the three devil halls were indeed quite strong. However, they were powerless against the encirclement of the ten sages. They were forced to retreat and blood splattered in all directions.    

They felt powerless to resist the encirclement of the ten sages.    

They wanted to escape into the chaotic streams of space many times, but before they could escape, the sages from the Eastern Wastelands attacked domineeringly, disrupting the surrounding space and making it impossible for them to escape.    

When they suffered the slaughter, a hint of despair rose in their crazed eyes.    

"Ah!"    

A series of miserable cries sounded in the sky.    

Not long after, a rain of blood floated in the sky.    

The continuous screams caused the people below to have heavy expressions and pale faces.    

In the sky, the Saint Sages of the three Devil Halls were all killed. Each of them had several fatal holes in their bodies.    

What was even more terrifying was that these two people, along with their souls, had not been able to escape. They had been directly killed by the ten great Saints of the Eastern Wastelands.    

They were Saint Sages, three Saint Sages, but they were killed just like that.    

Since the ancient times, there had rarely been such a fierce battle. It was rare for three Saint Sages to die in one battle.    

But today, they had witnessed it with their own eyes.    

This was the might of the Eastern Wastelands, the Eastern Wastelands that had long since fallen in their eyes.    

"How is this possible? They're all dead!"    

"Even the three great sages are unable to escape from the Eastern Wastelands!"    

"It wasn't just the three Saint Sage experts, but also the Saints of their three Devil Halls. They all died here. The Eastern Wastelands is too terrifying."    

Discussions broke out in the mountain forest. Everyone was shocked by the scene in the sky.    

No one had expected this to be the outcome.    

"Eastern Wastelands, I'll remember you."    

"Very well, we'll settle this score sooner or later."    

Angry roars came from outside Eastern Wastelands.    

They did not expect that the losses this time would be so great. Three powerful sages had died tragically in the Eastern Wastelands.    

Almost a third of the foundation of the three devil halls had been lost this time.    

They could not accept such a loss.    

They had not thought that these people of the Eastern Wastelands would be so crazy. Even if they were willing to exchange five Sacred Artifacts for it, these lunatics would not be willing.    

It had to be known that the value of five Sacred Artifacts was already comparable to the value of two Saint Sages. In fact, it was even more meaningful to the Eastern Wastelands.    

After all, not only would they not obtain anything after killing these two Saint Sages, they would also offend the three Devil Halls and make everyone their mortal enemies. It was the same as establishing a strong enemy for the Eastern Wastelands.    

However, if these Saint Sages of the Eastern Wastelands chose to accept the five Sacred Artifacts as an exchange, they would be equal to five more powerful weapons.    

The choice of these people of the Eastern Wastelands made them incomparably accept it.    

The ten great sages of the Eastern Wastelands ignored the furious roars from outside the Eastern Wastelands.    

They put away the things on the three great sages before them and swept their eyes across the forest below them. They swept their eyes across every single person below them, then left without saying anything.    

However, those who were swept by the sages in the forest understood what was going on.    

This was a warning from the Eastern Wastelands' sages.    

Some people even wondered if the meaning of these gazes was that they had been watching us all this time. Don't force us to take action, or else the three sages from the three great demon palaces would end up like you.    

Although everyone knew that these Saint Sages from the Eastern Barren Territory might dare to kill the Saint Sages from the three great devil halls, they absolutely wouldn't dare to do anything to people below the Martial Sovereign Realm like them.    

Otherwise, by doing so, it would be the same as taking the initiative to tear apart the ancient contract. It would be the same as bringing the Eastern Wastelands to destruction.    

However, even if they did not dare to attack, just by looking at it like this, everyone could not help but feel somewhat nervous in their hearts.    

More importantly!    

Many Prospective Emperor warriors in the forest looked at Ao Lingchen who was not far away.    

This was the person they feared the most, the person they feared the most.    

The Saints of the Eastern Wastelands didn't dare to kill them, but this person did.    

Furthermore, given Ao Lingchen's strength, there was probably no one who could stop him from killing the people here.    

Even if everyone present chose to join forces, they might not be able to deal with him.    

The more they thought about it, the more they felt pressured and nervous.    

They knew that from this moment onwards, the right to speak and control this place had completely fallen into the hands of the Eastern Wastelands.    

Compared to the mood of these Prospective Emperor warriors in the different territories, the mood of those Prospective Emperor warriors in the Eastern Wastelands was especially good.    

Everything seemed to have turned for the better.    

No one had expected that the scene that was supposed to bring the Eastern Wastelands into an apocalypse would suddenly be turned around.    

The situation in the Eastern Wastelands had changed from being suppressed to being in the dominant position in an instant.    

Ao Lingchen, who had received everyone's attention, suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. He said, "They are coming!"    

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