Wild beast war god

However, if the old man and the young man die here, it will only be more miserable, because he is only in the martial arts realm, and he has not yet condensed his own spiritual shadow... If he dies, there will be nothing left in this world.

Swallowing his saliva, the old man and the young man looked at Sikong Jing beside him.

Sikong Jing's face was still calm, and he even closed his eyes slightly to feel the auras of dozens of imprisoned spiritual figures around him. At this time, the dozens of spiritual figures below who had just killed the disciples of the Copper Smelting Village also pounced on him.

But just then, bang bang bang...

Around the two people, a series of spiritual shadows shattered as Sikong Jing's experience was completed. When the dozen or so spiritual shadows approached, Sikong Jing had already reopened his eyes and exerted his strength as usual.

Soon, these dozen or so spiritual shadows, including the one from the Tonglianzhuang disciple, were all scattered by Sikong Jing.

At this moment, the disciples of Tonglianzhuang no longer even have the chance to wander on the soul-stealing battlefield.

Silence returned to the hilltop again, but Sikong Jing was still comprehending something with his eyes closed. At the same time, the eyes of the old man and the young man were full of awe...Sikong Genius was simply too amazing.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to meet Sikong Jing, he would have died long ago.

After a while, Sikong Jing finally opened his eyes. He gently glanced at the body under the hill and said, "Let's take away the treasures from this person and then act as planned."

In this way, they rushed to the corpse of the disciple of Tonglianzhuang and took away the treasures on his body.

Finally, the two of them fled towards the highest point mentioned before.

While walking, Sikong Jing said quietly: "I'm afraid everyone will have to face a similar situation now. I don't know how many companions we can get back."

As soon as these words came out, the old man and young man next to him trembled all over.

It was too dangerous just now. As soon as he entered, there was an attack from the Tenghai Realm spirit shadow, and then there were hidden arrows from the disciples of the Copper Smelting Village.

And if they were really separated from each other, many brothers and sisters of the old man's family would not be as lucky as him to meet Sikong Jing or other Dongba geniuses.

Now, I'm afraid many people have died.

Thinking of this, the old man and the young man almost burst into tears.

Although he entered the soul-stealing battlefield with the determination to die, the cruel reality still made him extremely frightened.

And what comes next is even more cruel.

Along the way, they were not only attacked by spiritual shadows, but also saw some corpses, including those of the other four major forces, as well as the corpses of disciples from small and medium-sized forces. During this period, they also saw the corpses of two old men's families.

"Ali, what a silly brother!"

The old man and the young man were holding the two corpses while their whole bodies were shaking violently. He cried very sadly.

Both corpses were familiar to him. They were chatting and laughing before entering the soul-stealing battlefield, but now they are separated forever.

Sikong Jing stood beside the old man and the young man, his expression solemn but indifferent and speechless.

There was nothing he could do about it. If there were people around him, he would definitely do his best to protect them, but facts had proven that everyone was really spread out too far, and there was nothing Sikong Jing could do.

In the end, the old man and the young man could only put their bodies into his treasure space.

I don't know if I can bring the old man's family back alive and let them return to their roots... You know, the battle to seize the soul has just begun, and there are still two full months, and no one knows what will happen.

Finally, the two of them stopped staying and continued to move to that high place.

……

At the same time, there was a solemn silence in the palace outside the Soul Seizing Battlefield.

The atmosphere in the palace was frozen to the extreme. Except for the old monster of the Wu Nian Holy Sect, everyone's expressions seemed to be sealed by frost, because the life lamps in front of them had been extinguished and broken into pieces.

More than a hundred of the five hundred life lamps in front of the Zhengling Sect, the city's main force, have been extinguished.

The other three major forces also have similar numbers.

And it is still being extinguished and broken. It is better now, at least the speed of extinguishing and breaking is not so fast. The first quarter of an hour when the disciples entered the soul-stealing battlefield was absolutely terrifying.

Almost the entire hall was exploding with "bang bang bang". At that time, the whole place was numb.

"My disciples are all finished, all are finished!"

At this moment, someone in the palace cried loudly, it was the leader of a small force...

There were dozens of life lamps in front of him, but they had all been extinguished, which meant that all his disciples had been extinguished.

The other small forces are not doing much better, and some are also in danger.

"It's so annoying, get out of here!"

Just at this moment, the old monster at the top heard the crying sound and gave a loud drink, then violently kicked the leader of the small force out of the hall, showing no sympathy at all.

In an instant, all the small and medium-sized people in the audience did not dare to speak out anymore. They could only stare at the still-lit life lamp and clench their fists and pray.

At this time, the old woman from Mochen Courtyard murmured: "Why is this happening? Why did so many people die all at once?"

Many people have been asking this question, but no one knows why.

But at this moment, the old monster suddenly smiled slyly and said: "It's very simple. I guess it was the spirit shadow of the Imperial Martial Stage who constructed the new soul-stealing rules and dispersed everyone. Now it's more interesting." .”

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was quiet for a moment.

The leader of the Zhengling Sect couldn't help but ask: "Senior, is it possible that the spiritual shadow can still have spiritual intelligence and change the rules of stealing souls?"

In fact, he still has a question to ask, what is the Emperor Martial Spirit Shadow that came out this time?

But he didn't dare to ask more questions, and he didn't think the old monster would answer.

Smiling evilly, the old monster replied in a good mood: "Not all spirit shadows are without intelligence. Some strong people's spirit shadows will have the will and spirituality of their lifetime. As for the specific spirit shadow of this Imperial Martial Stage, , I don’t know yet.”

The scene became quiet again. Since the old monster said he didn't know, no one dared to ask anymore.

It's just that so many people died in less than an hour, and I don't know how I will spend the next two months.

……

Similar things also happened in the main hall of the old man's family.

The crowd headed by Weng Yinke looked at the five hundred life lamps, including Weng Ting's, but now more than a hundred of them had been extinguished, and their eyes were all red.

"You bastard, does the Wu Nian Holy Sect really want to slaughter us all?" The second elder covered his head in pain.

They stayed at home and did not know about the changes in the rules of the Soul Seizing Battlefield. They thought they were besieged as soon as they entered, so they clenched their fists tightly. Some people asked: "I don't know what happened to Sikong Tiantian?"

They did not leave the life lanterns of the four Dongba foreign players. Because Weng Yinke was seriously injured, they did not have enough time to make the life lanterns.

It usually takes two days...

"I'm afraid only the Dongba branch knows about it. Let's wait."

"I believe that after receiving the summons from Ting'er, Duanmu Dabajue will rush over to deal with the old monster of the Wu Nian Holy Sect."

Weng Yinke made a faint sound, and now all they could do was pray.