Wild beast war god

Of course Sikong Jing could think of Qian Wumie's purpose. The latter had already seen him opening the door to the holy wall, and of course he wanted to enslave himself so that he could open the door to the holy wall again and come back to life.

"Hey, it's easy to talk to smart people."

Qian Wumie said without denying: "Yes, as long as you obey my slavery, I will send you back to Willow Leaf City now."

Hearing Qian Wumie's straightforward words, Sikong Jing was slightly stunned and stared at the former strangely.

Qian Wumie, aren't you going to use other means to force yourself?

Seeing Sikong Jing's eyes showing confusion, Qian Wumie continued to speak...

"Don't look at me like that. I know you won't be so good, but if you are not enslaved by me, you will not be able to return to Willow Leaf City in time, and your relatives and friends will die on the battlefield."

After hearing these words, Sikong Jing immediately understood why Qian Wumie was so straightforward.

It turned out that he was planning to take advantage of the situation on the battlefield to force himself to compromise...

Looking at Sikong Jing's suddenly enlightened expression, Qian Wumie said even more proudly: "Little guy, you value friendship more than I thought. In other words, there is someone very, very important to you in Liuye City..."

"So you were in the Holy Wall before, even if you opened the door, you just gave up and left the Holy Wall, just for this war."

"It's about fighting for the people who matter most to you, am I right?"

Sikong Jing was stunned when he heard this. In fact, it was not entirely correct.

He was inside the Holy Wall and had no idea what was happening outside. He hurriedly closed the door of the Holy Wall just because a terrifying Emperor was about to appear. It was a trap for the new Lord of Beasts.

But what is right is: there is Su Yuexi, his wife in Liuye City.

"I have seen clearly that the war in Willow Leaf City with you and without you is definitely two different situations. You are the commander-in-chief."

"Without you, your side will definitely end in a big defeat, and many people will die."

"Your most important person will probably die because of this..."

Qian Wumie continued to force Sikong Jing: "If you want to return to the battlefield immediately, you must be enslaved by me. If you want your most important person not to be killed, you can only be enslaved by me and let me teleport you back... …”

"Do you understand now? Do you agree or not?"

At this point, Qian Wumie's spiritual shadow aura flashed loudly, and he stared at Sikong Jing with a sly smile.

He felt that he had completely mastered this little monster, because Sikong Jing could escape with Ye Wuzhi inside the holy wall. If he let Ye Wuzhi go, he would be able to deal with him more easily.

But this little monster just won't let go...

The thought of giving up opening the door to the Holy Wall and going into the battlefield further confirmed his character.

That's the kind of person who values ​​love and justice without any brains.

"You'd better not delay. Things are changing rapidly on the battlefield. It will still take a quarter of an hour for my space to be teleported back. It will not do you any good to delay any longer..." Qian Wumie threatened again and again with a sly smile.

His Space Holy Key is not strong enough, so the transmission speed is of course slower.

In response, Sikong Jing looked directly at Qian Wumie, recalling the current battle situation in Liuye City in his mind...

With Su Yuexian's Liu Duoye's attack, as long as no big accident happens, the chance of winning even without him is not small, and even if he can't win, he can still hold off.

So his mood stabilized a little, and then he finally replied: "How about you change the conditions, such as our cooperation, such as signing a contract? As long as you teleport me back, I will let you enter the gate of the Holy Wall?"

Of course he couldn't be enslaved, so he said indifferently.

To this...hahaha!

Qian Wumie burst out laughing loudly and replied decisively: "No, Qianyuan, this bitch can still resist me after being enslaved by me, let alone something as useless as a contract. Apart from being enslaved by me using my secret method, There is no other option.”

Of course he couldn't agree. How could an old man like him dig a hole for himself?

You know, if you want to do nothing, you must ensure that everything is foolproof.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Sikong Jing asked slowly: "I am enslaved, so I have to listen to you in everything. How do I know if you will take me and teleport back?"

Although Sikong Jing didn't know what kind of terrifying secrets Qian Wumie had, he was enslaved and would definitely be at his mercy.

"Of course I keep my word, and you have no second choice but to believe me."

Speaking of this, Qian Wumie secretly thought: Of course it is impossible to teleport you back. The two teleportations of the Space Holy Key almost killed me, and the spiritual shadow has dispersed a lot.

Yes, he was lying to Sikong Jing. Even if the latter was enslaved by him, it would be impossible to send him back.

But of course he wouldn't say it on the surface, so Gan Wumie said again: "You can consider it, as long as you think you have enough time."

Qian Wumie knew very well that he was now invincible, and Sikong Jing, who was in the Lingwu Stage Heavenly King realm, could not threaten him.

Anyway, Gan Wu Mie is not in a hurry.

He has already explored the surrounding forest, and there is nothing that can affect him. They are all little monsters.

Hearing this, Sikong Jing suddenly stood quietly on the tree, as if he was really thinking about it...

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed.

He finally looked at Qian Wumie, who was not in a hurry, and said softly: "I've thought about it."

As soon as these words came out, Qian Wumie's mental shadow was slightly shaken, and he said gloomily: "You want to be enslaved by me, do you agree?"

Smiling slightly, Sikong Jing replied in vain: "No, I am going to take your sacred weapon."

Sikong Jing's voice sounded faintly, with a frightening aura, which made Qian Wumie suddenly stunned. He looked at Sikong Jing stupidly, this little monster actually said that he wanted to take his holy weapon?

Are you kidding me? They all said that the Heavenly King Realm cannot threaten me.

But in an instant...boom!

The killing formation patterns under Sikong Jing's feet suddenly exploded, and the formation patterns spread out from the tree under his feet in vain, and then monster beasts rose into the sky one after another, all of which were small monster beasts with low realms.

But it's so densely packed that you can barely see the edge.

Just for a moment...

All the little monsters surrounded Gan Wumie, who looked stupid, and now each of the little monsters was connected to Sikong Jing's killing array pattern, and the terrifying killing aura was on Sikong Jing's body. Erupted.

Everything seemed to be completed in an instant...

Sikong Jing walked towards Qian Wumie with terrifying momentum, and asked calmly: "Shall you hand over the holy weapon yourself, or shall I snatch your holy weapon with my own hands... By the way, you have to use the holy weapon first. Tell me the method."

What Sikong Jing used now was of course his Beast Killing Formation.

He waited for a quarter of an hour just to summon the little monsters in the forest to sneak over silently. In the forest with no one around, it would be a big joke for Qian Wumie to take advantage of him.

Form a beast-killing array, force Gan Wumie to hand over the sacred weapon and how to use it, and then you can teleport back immediately.

At this time, Gan Wumie opened his mouth wide and looked at the black little monsters around him, then turned to look at Sikong Jing and asked stupidly: "What is this? Is it the legendary beast-killing formation that very few people can use?"