Wild beast war god

Only two members of the old man's family, Weng Yinke and Weng Yindu, reached the imperial martial stage.

The second elder and others were only at the Lingwu Stage Heavenly King Realm, so he couldn't sense the situation outside just now.

Weng Ting replied in a low voice to him: "I'll talk to you later, Junior Brother Sikong..."

Before he finished speaking, Sikong Jing interrupted heavily: "Senior Sister Weng, I need a quiet room now."

Weng Ting originally wanted to ask Sikong Jing about her grandfather.

Although Sikong Jing seemed to be able to get rid of the frost on her grandfather's body, she still couldn't help but worry. Weng Ting knew very well that there was some bluffing involved when she faced Pei Fenyi just now.

Only Sikong Jing knows what is going on now.

More importantly, she clearly saw that Shi Yuling, a genius in the battle realm, died miserably. It was obvious that the pale-faced old man wanted to kill his grandfather because he would die if he refused to be their foreign aid.

And now Sikong Jing's interruption proves that grandpa's situation may be very critical...

She quickly looked at the second elder: "Quickly, arrange a quiet room nearby for Junior Brother Sikong and my grandfather."

The second elder did not dare to neglect and personally led people to make arrangements.

Sikong Jing continued to support Weng to drink his thirst, and at the same time looked at Weng Ting and said: "Senior Sister Weng, don't get too close to me. The power of the old monster of the Wu Nian Holy Sect is stronger than I imagined."

When the voice fell, Weng Ting quickly moved away from Sikong Jing, and at the same time asked everyone in the old man's family to continue to retreat.

At this time, Hua Meixi asked from a distance: "Sikong Jing, is this person really a member of the Wu Nian Holy Sect?"

Zhang Duiyi's brother and sister also looked over quickly. Until now, they were not completely sure whether what Sikong Jing said was true or false.

Because the Wu Nian Holy Sect's sect is not in the eastern part of the Central Plains.

"You really don't know that they are from the Wu Nian Holy Sect?"

Sikong Jing was also a little stunned by this. He was a little confused from the beginning. How come no one, including Pei Fenyi, sensed that it was the unique martial arts aura of the Wu Nian Holy Sect?

After blinking, Weng Ting quickly explained that Wu Nian Sheng Sect was in the northern part of the Central Plains, far away from them.

Although they have heard of it, they have never been in contact with it.

Zhang Duiyin asked strangely: "Junior Brother Sikong, how did you know?"

Following Weng Ting's explanation, Sikong Jing suddenly realized...

The land of the Central Plains is so vast that even if Weng Ting and others are geniuses who can shake up the city, the number of people they can come into contact with is still very limited.

I take it for granted that since they are geniuses, they should know everything.

Thinking of this, Sikong Jing replied: "Because I came into contact with the Wu Nian Holy Sect, they hunted down Old Demon Su to my hometown."

After hearing this explanation, Hua Meixi immediately reacted.

At that time, those who were chasing Old Demon Su were all the major forces in the Central Plains. Therefore, Sikong Jing had come into contact with many more powerful people than all of them combined. Only in this way could he determine who the opponent was at the first time. .

At this time, the second elder came back.

"Ting'er, Shi Jing has made arrangements, just in front."

Just as Weng Ting had just ordered, the second elder directly cleared a room in the nearest house.

Because Sikong Jing and the head of the family are moving slowly now.

In this way, Sikong Jing helped Weng Yinke to the door of the room.

At this time, Weng Ting called out worriedly: "Junior Brother Sikong..."

Sikong Jing turned around with a frosty look on his face and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee that the Master of the Weng family will be fine. Senior Sister Weng, you should also quickly send a message to Duanmu Dabajue and report the matter."

After saying that, Sikong Jing and the others entered the room, and the door closed heavily.

Weng Ting outside was still full of worries after receiving the guarantee. Can Sikong Jing really solve the frost on her grandfather?

That was the mysterious Wu Nian Holy Sect in the Central Plains.

Although she didn't know much about the Wu Nian Holy Sect, Weng Ting still knew that almost all of them were ruthless and righteous people.

In short, Weng Ting can only place her hope on Sikong Jing now.

At the same time, she quickly wrote a letter and passed it out, telling the Dongba branch everything that had just happened outside the door.

"Junior sister Weng, it must have been more than three days before this letter arrived at the Dongba branch."

"At that time, the battle to seize the soul had already begun."

Just at this moment, Zhang Duiyi's voice sounded faintly, and he said with deep eyes: "In other words, we cannot wait until the Duanmu Battle comes. We must decide for ourselves whether to participate in the battle to seize the soul."

As the voice fell, Weng Ting's face suddenly stiffened.

If they hadn't forgotten the old monster of the Wu Nian Holy Sect, his disciples would also participate in the battle to seize the soul, and the other party wanted to massacre everyone in the Dongba branch and the old man's family. They needed to consider whether to continue.

Because the enemy is so terrifying.

After hearing this, Weng Ting took a deep breath and said in a quiet tone: "We will wait until Sikong Jing comes out to discuss everything. Let's listen to his opinion then."

"Of course, if you don't want to participate, I won't force you."

Nowadays, there is huge danger in participating in the battle to seize the soul. Of course, Weng Ting can no longer force Zhang Duiyi and others.

At this time, Zhang Duiyin shouted again: "That's not right. Even if Junior Brother Sikong has come into contact with the Wu Nian Holy Sect, why can he ignore or even solve the power of the Wu Nian Holy Sect?"

As soon as this question came up, the worried Weng Ting and others were stunned.

Hua Meixi was also stunned...

The super powerful force that besieged Su Laomo couldn't possibly ignore Sikong Jing. Even if Sikong Jing had come into contact or even sensed it, he shouldn't be able to deal with the power of the Wu Nian Holy Sect.

You know how tragic Shi Yuling's battle-level genius just died.

Twitching her lips, Weng Ting replied in a low voice: "We still have to wait until Sikong Jing comes out before we know everything."

Everyone fell silent and could only wait quietly.

Inside the room...

Sikong Jing laid Weng Yinke, who was on the verge of unconsciousness, flat on the bed.

His eyes were full of depth, and he stared at Weng Yinke, who was about to turn into an iceman in front of him, and murmured: "This is the true and complete Supreme Forgetting Art of the Wu Nian Holy Sect."

Speaking of this, cold smoke suddenly billowed out of Sikong Jing's body.

The frost on his body that was infected by Weng Yinke was evaporated hard, but it was not that easy.

Or because the old monster of the Wu Nian Holy Sect's Supreme Forgetfulness Technique is complete.

What Sikong Jing was operating was only the incomplete "Jue Ye Nian Qing Jue", or part of Jue Ye Wolf King's meridians.

Why Sikong Jing will not be killed by the frost is precisely because "The Art of Forgetting Love" is a terrifying technique modified from the meridians of the Jue Ye Wolf King, and Sikong Jing now possesses part of the meridians of the Jue Ye Wolf King.

Therefore, he can ignore the invasion of frost, and he can blast the frost...

However, the "Jue Ye Nian Qing Jue" he had modified before was only based on the incomplete Taishang Wang Qing Jue of Dongyuan Beidi Wangyou Sect, so it was much weaker than the complete one.

That's why it's not so easy to solve.

After he stepped out of the old man's family before, he had not said much or moved. It was precisely because he was frantically sensing all the aura of the old monster's Supreme Forgetting Art, otherwise he would not have been able to shatter the frost on his hands so easily just now.

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing murmured again: "It seems that I will continue to create a more powerful "Jue Ye Nian Qing Jue"."