Wild beast war god

Hearing this, Sikong Jing immediately asked: "What is gathering here? What is Aunt Jiang's condition now?"

Gan Wumie said he didn't understand this at all. Logically speaking, he should only be able to gather spiritual shadows, but he could even gather physical bodies. This was something that an old ghost like him had never heard of...

"I have never come into contact with the Ferocious Holy Body. In the vast sea, this thing is also a legend."

"Who doesn't know that the ferocious beast Ye Mei is the most mysterious and weird beast in the world, and you just said that the ferocious holy body disintegrated and disappeared. It's normal for it to regain its physical body now."

Qian Wumie explained very seriously that he was really afraid that Sikong Jing would be angered and be swallowed by the blood-devouring monster on the spot.

Sikong Jing didn't think too much, but went straight to the point and asked: "Based on your various resurrection experiences, is it possible to come back alive?"

Qian Wumie desperately wants to be resurrected, and he must know more about this than ordinary people.

To this, Qian Wumie's answer is of course possible. Finally, he said: "But no one knows how to do it specifically? Maybe it can be done within the Willow Leaf Holy Wall, maybe not, maybe only by finding the vicious beast Ye Mei. OK."

"Of course, this evil holy body is very fragile..."

"As long as there is a little strength to hit her, she will fall into pieces again in an instant."

Listening to Qian Wumie's explanation, Sikong Jing secretly sighed, no matter what, it's good to have hope.

He sucked up the Shenwu Shadow Bead fiercely, and then looked at Jiang Wanyou's half-spirit and half-flesh body, feeling a little confused for a moment.

Logically speaking, he should have told Yao Yulou as soon as possible.

But now Yao Yulou has fought far away from Madam Li. The two of them have almost reached the edge of Jinguang Tower, and Sikong Jing cannot let Yao Yulou be distracted at this time...

Madam Li is very powerful, and Yao Yulou will probably die if he is distracted.

More importantly, as Qian Wumie said, Aunt Jiang is very fragile in her current state and cannot make any mistakes. I am afraid that ordinary people without martial arts can knock her away with one punch.

If even a little bit of power reaches her, all the previous efforts will be in vain.

After hesitating for a moment, Sikong Jing made a decision.

He summoned a cart-pulling monster that was guarding the surroundings, and transferred the beast's shape and spirit into the monster's body.

Immediately afterwards, Sikong Jing picked up a storage ring from the corpses of the thousands of kings' soldiers and horses nearby. Finally, he used the power of the beast to pull a cart to create a barrier to protect Jiang Wanyou's body.

Finally, he put Jiang Wanyou into the storage ring.

Ordinary storage spaces must not contain living things, but Jiang Wanyou's current state is not considered alive. She is an unconscious corpse that is half spirit, half flesh, which is unheard of.

His spiritual shadow is broken, his body is broken, and his soul is probably also broken.

Put it in the storage space without any problems.

After finishing it, Sikong Jing placed the storage ring and Shenwu Shadow Bead into the cart-pulling beast's body, and the beast-shaped spirit shadow rushed into the spiritual platform consciousness sea of ​​the cart-pulling demon beast again...

Then Sikong Jing's beast-shaped spirit shadow re-entered the fighting state.

He violently controlled the cart-pulling beast, which was dripping with blood all over his body, and slammed it into the Thousand Prison Tower.

As soon as I entered, I heard the sounds of fighting and crying...

But now on the battlefield in the Thousand Prison Tower, at the top position, Sikong Jing quickly controlled the cart monster to fly up without hesitation... However, he suddenly stopped as soon as he reached the first floor.

When he saw a pair of corpses embracing each other affectionately, his heart twitched violently!

Gritting his teeth, Sikong Jing continued to go up without looking.

The third floor of Thousand Prison Tower...

He suddenly heard the weak cry again, and saw a man and woman embracing each other, but they were not dead yet.

Sikong Jing quickly controlled the cart-pulling monster, stepped forward and said, "Quick, follow me."

The two men raised their heads weakly. They were slightly frightened by the demonic aura of the monster pulling the cart, but they immediately reacted and shook their heads slightly.

They knew that Sikong Jing was inside the cart-pulling beast.

At this time, Yu Nan said weakly: "Master Sikong, go save more people, we are exhausted."

Sikong Jing's beast-shaped spirit shadow trembled slightly and said, "As long as I say yes... Duoye Yin!"

As soon as the words fell, Sikong Jing was about to make a multi-leaf seal to restore their vitality.

However, after he shot it, Sikong Jing realized that he was just a beast-shaped spirit shadow now, and that he was possessed by a demonic beast. How could he make a multi-leaf seal?

Sikong Jing, who couldn't fight out, was making loud noises all over his body...

"Master Sikong, there is no need to blame yourself."

"You told me when you found me that this was a fight to the death, and we had already been prepared to die. At least she and I can die together now."

Having said this, the male chess piece smiled softly and looked at his lover beside him to continue...

"Did you know? Pei Kuang often said that if he dared to betray, we wouldn't even have the chance to die together. If we had the chance to die together early, how could we compromise with him?"

"Am I right?"

The middle-aged man said this and touched the frail middle-aged woman lying in his arms. The latter nodded tenderly with tears in her eyes.

Finally, the man smiled and said: "Master Sikong, go save more people like us, let them live well and happily on our behalf..."

Gradually, the two embraced each other, and both showed satisfied smiles before they died.

Sikong Jing's heart seemed to be pricked by needles one after another, and it was hard to breathe. Finally, he said hoarsely: "After I ensure that more people survive, I will take you away from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower and send you off." Go back to your homes."

After making a serious promise, Sikong Jing controlled the cart monster and continued to rush to the top of the Thousand Prison Tower.

He broke through the layer upon layer of half-broken or complete formation barriers inside the Thousand Prison Tower...

Along the way, Sikong Jing's mind continued to tremble, until the sound of fighting got closer and closer...

At this time, a familiar female voice came to my ears: "Brother, sister will cover you, jump down quickly, Mr. Sikong should be under the tower..."

This voice came from Fu Miaoling.

Sikong Jing saw from a distance that Fu Miaoling was protecting a thin young man behind him, outside the Thousand Prison Tower.

In front of Fu Miaoling were several Thousand Prison Tower guards covered in blood.

"Sister, I don't want it. If you want to die, let's die together." The thin young man made a childish voice.

Fu Miaoling frantically resisted the siege of the Thousand Prison Tower guards. She said excitedly: "Our Fu family needs inheritance. If I die, you can awaken the inheritance. If we all die, there will be nothing. Don't you understand? "

The thin young man heard this and retorted loudly...

"No, you just said that Mr. Sikong has learned the space folding of our Fu family, and he will help our Fu family."

Fu Miaoling was also covered in blood at this time, and bursts of piano music were playing. She didn't know what to say. She originally wanted to die with her brother, but when she saw her brother, she realized that she couldn't do it.

She wanted her brother to live, continue to live, and follow Mr. Sikong to regain what the Saint Craftsman Fu family had lost.

But brother, don’t listen!