Wild beast war god

The blood connection was so clear that they were only worried.

Sikong Jing slowly raised his head, and then he said with a smile: "Dad, mother, my son will return to his human appearance now."

Having said this, Sikong Jing slowly retreated from the demonic realm.

Then he showed a heroic and upright look. He looked at the mental shadows of his father and mother, his eyes were red but he smiled softly... Although they were just two mental shadows, they were still his parents, and they were more than ten years ago. image of.

Because the two spiritual shadows were left behind more than ten years ago.

It was as if time had never passed, as if they were still in Xiaosang Town in Canglong Small Domain.

But, my son has grown up.

The next moment, Sikong Ding's spiritual shadow smiled and said: "Okay, okay, he's a little bit worse than your father, but he's still pretty good. He will definitely win the favor of many beauties."

In response to this, Ling Xiaotian laughed and scolded: "Don't shame me, my son is much more handsome than you."

They are just spiritual shadows, and of course they will not worry about why their son can switch back and forth between Warcraft and Human beings.

Then they suddenly opened their arms and looked at Sikong Jing with a smile.

Sikong Jing also stood up and rushed toward the two people's spiritual shadows, just like he did when he was a child.

But at the moment when Sikong Jing pounced on them, the two mental figures suddenly retreated... With two swish sounds, they retreated into the bodies of the two war puppets, without letting Sikong Jing hug them.

Sikong Jing stayed where he was. Why did his father and mother's thoughts and spirits retreat?

No, my father and mother's spiritual shadows are very weak, so weak that they can hardly move, or even speak too much. They can't even touch people casually, and they can't be touched by themselves.

However, considering the realm of parents, this should not be the case.

In just over ten years, how could the mind spirit shadow be weak?

The thoughts and shadows left by the Lord Tyrant Soul in the Secret Realm of Tyrant Soul can still be well preserved.

Giggle...

Sikong Jing looked at the two war puppets left behind by his father and mother. His teeth were chattering crazily. Only the dead could think that the spiritual shadows were gradually weakening. His whole body was shaking to the point of almost going crazy.

His eyes suddenly looked at the big tree in the middle of the secret realm. Above the big tree, two life lamps were hanging.

Sikong Jing sensed it.

But he didn't dare to look clearly. It seemed that all his courage was gone and tears were falling crazily.

At this time, mother Ling Xiaotian's voice sounded from inside the war puppet: "Ajing, come on."

"Are you scared? You are my Sikong Ding's son, raise your head." Sikong Ding made a heavy voice.

Finally, Sikong Jing raised his head with red eyes.

He looked sharply at the life lanterns hanging on the tree. The two life lanterns were close together, but there was no light inside...

hum!

Sikong Jing's mind was buzzing. Even though he had guessed it, he still couldn't accept it. But immediately, Sikong Ding's mental image said: "Ajing, look carefully..."

Following Sikong Ding's words, Sikong Jing's whole body shook wildly and he stared at the life lamp above.

His eyes suddenly lit up gradually...

I saw an extremely weak light inside the two life lamps, so weak that it was almost invisible...

call!

Sikong Jing rushed to the edge of the tree in a flash, holding the life lamp with both hands, making the surroundings of the life lamp dim.

His eyes were completely leaning on the life lamp. At this moment, the almost invisible light finally came into view and was reflected in his eyes, as if two small flames were dancing on his eyeballs.

At this moment, Sikong Jing's feet softened and he sat down.

But there was a bright smile on his face. He had already been in contact with the Cangyu Demon Sect. Of course, he knew that Canghai Wujiang's life lamp was more advanced and would become weaker or stronger depending on the life situation...

Although it was extremely dim, there was still light in the two life lamps.

If there is light, then there is hope, and then parents are still alive.

He looked at his parents with tears in his eyes and said hoarsely: "Dad, Mom, you scared my son."

The two war puppets looked at each other, laughed softly, and were about to speak.

But Sikong Jing shook his head violently and said: "Don't talk, don't consume any energy of the mental shadow."

He knew that every time his mind and soul moved, every word he spoke was consumed.

However, Ling Xiaotian still spoke.

She said softly: "But Ling'er is in danger now, and you, Ajing, are also in danger now. Mom and dad are going to kill the man outside. You bring him in, and dad and mom will kill him."

Obviously, the Sikong and his wife's war puppets cannot go out, and they have to bring people in.

Their existence is to protect their son and daughter. Maybe they could get out when their mental shadows were still strong before, but not now. Traveling through the secret realm will also crush their weak mental shadows.

Hearing this, Sikong Jing stood up unsteadily...

"Mom, don't worry, my son will solve all the troubles, and he will protect his sister."

He knew that if the old man in animal skin was brought in, his parents would be able to kill him... But no, after killing the old man in animal skin, his parents' thoughts and spiritual shadows would definitely be exhausted.

Sikong Jing didn't know whether the consumption of the spiritual shadow of his mind would affect his parents' physical bodies.

He only knows...

Now my parents' life lamps are extremely weak, which means that their bodies are also extremely weak.

There can no longer be any external force to implicate them.

"And Ling'er also wants to take a look at you. I don't want her to see only two empty shells of war puppets after she comes in."

Sikong Jing looked at his parents' war puppets and spoke in a low voice.

Having said this, Sikong Jing slowly walked towards the exit of the secret realm, saying as he walked: "Dad, mother, I will bring my sister in in a minute, you must not take action."

Following Sikong Jing's footsteps, his whole body was gradually covered with pitch-black scales again.

boom……

He suddenly entered the fourth realm of the emperor, because at this moment he understood the meridians in the bones of the claw of the previous generation Lord of Beasts, and at the same time, the scales became thicker.

Because his three spiritual shadows have all reached the level of top emperors.

At this moment, Qing Ling's Seven Heart Technique suddenly reached the second heart. Perhaps because of the stimulation of his parents' life and death, or perhaps because of his determination to save his sister, his Lingtai Consciousness Sea became more and more powerful.

Then, he naturally entered the demonic doppelganger.

Just when Sikong Jing walked to the entrance of the secret realm, Sikong Ding said in vain: "Ajing, take the sword."

With a buzzing sound, a sword stained with blood appeared behind Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing subconsciously held it. At this moment, his whole body trembled slightly, and Sikong Ding's voice sounded again: "This is the sword that dad used the secret method of Emperor Jiuxiao and refined it with the blood and spiritual shadows of many enemies."

"It contains part of the inheritance from Emperor Jiuxiao that daddy received."

"Both of the two letters left you no martial arts skills, but now you can accept them."

Sikong Jing held the sword, his hand trembling...

He looked at the four words engraved on the sword, which were exactly: Jingteng, Jiuxiao!

At this time, Ling Xiaotian smiled and said: "Jingteng Jiuxiao Sword was specially made for you by your father."

Sikong Jing nodded deeply, knowing that this was his parents' infinite expectations for him.

The next moment, Ling Xiaotian's war puppet body also took out a sword and said with a smile: "This sword is for Ling'er."

Sikong Jing looked at the slender sword in his mother's hand. There were also four words on it: Ling'an, Eternal!

These four words are my expectations for my sister, I just want her to be safe every day.

Holding the Jingteng Jiuxiao Sword, Sikong Jing said deeply: "Dad, mother, my son will bring his sister in soon."

After saying that, he held the sword and stepped out of the secret realm...