Wild beast war god

When the old men saw this, their expressions changed wildly!

But they were very weak, so of course they couldn't break away from Sikong Jing's control. They could only obediently surround Sikong Jing and walk toward the crowd.

At this time, Sikong Luomiao couldn't help but cry out again: "You have said so much...wuwuwuwu!"

Before he finished speaking, Sikong Jing sealed his mouth with a seal, and he was so angry that his old eyes stared wildly.

He really wanted to say, you said it in a high-sounding way, but in the end, you just took action against us.

The other old men also widened their eyes, and the expectation in their eyes disappeared again.

Damn it, which one of this kid's words that came out of nowhere is true and which one is false?

He doesn't look like a good person at all.

Sikong Jing faced the resentful looks of the old men, then pointed in the direction of the coast and said, "Chai Ren, we're already ashore."

The words fell... clatter!

The elders and Sikong Xinyu saw Chai Ren rushing out of the sea of ​​blood, his eyes full of anger and confusion.

Sikong Jing whispered again: "Leave him alone, calm down for now, and then kill him after I cut off your restraints."

After saying that, Sikong Jing continued to control the elders to surround him, and walked into the crowd...

The reason for being surrounded in the middle is naturally not to attract the attention of too many people around him and avoid causing an uproar... No matter what happens, Chai Ren is still in the Shenwu stage!

In Canglang's eyes, he was useless, but placed in the forbidden land of the deserted sea, he was still a terrifying and powerful man.

In this way, Sikong Jing controlled the old men to move slowly among the crowd. At the same time, he gradually recalled in his mind his father's method of cutting off the blood demon's shackles, thus brewing Jiuxiao's true energy bit by bit.

On the other side, Chai Ren roared: "Where has the body of the little black-scaled devil gone?"

He had just rushed into the sea of ​​​​blood with joy, diving in the direction where Sikong Jing's body fell, but he could not find it at all. The body of the little black-scaled demon seemed to disappear out of thin air.

And this is simply unbelievable...

There are no sea monsters in the blood demon formation. They all died or left more than ten years ago. It is impossible for Zhuyan and others to come back silently. So how can the body of the little demon who has lost his spiritual shadow disappear?

"I'm afraid it's these unlucky ghosts who did it..."

Chai Ren's eyes were in vain looking at the dense crowd of unlucky people. He couldn't think of anyone else besides these people.

In this way, he suddenly disappeared and floated above the unlucky ghosts.

He glanced at everyone coldly and said: "Hand over that little black-scaled devil to me, otherwise... I'll kill you all."

He didn't ask if it was the unlucky guys who did it, but pressed him directly.

Chai Ren is in a hurry now. Patriarch Canglang finally gave him the inheritance, and finally promised him that as long as he handles everything, he can get the entire inheritance. If he can't handle even this little thing, someone will really die.

However, Chai Ren's terrifying questioning still failed to cause any disturbance, and it was because the people here were dead.

They are just zombies, no matter what you ask.

On the other hand, all the old men surrounding Sikong Jing stared at each other, "What the hell is going on?"

Why did Chai Ren come out and ask for the little black-scaled devil? How could they know where that thing had gone?

But the old men couldn't move now, they just stared at each other.

After a few breaths, Chai Ren saw that no one answered him, and his breath suddenly surged out: "Hand over the little black-scaled devil, otherwise I will start killing people now, and I will kill them one by one..."

The words fell... Buzz!

The zhenqi turned into thousands of sword qi and bounced towards those people in the front. The sword qi was in the center of everyone's eyebrows in an instant.

However, the person who was held back by the sword energy remained indifferent.

They just closed their eyes, their faces full of relief.

But at this time, Sikong Xinyu, who was among the old men, had extremely anxious eyes, and couldn't help but whisper to Sikong Jing: "Big brother."

In her heart, she still believes in this big brother...

But Sikong Jing did not respond to her for the time being, but continued to brew something.

In response to this, Sikong Luomiao looked at Sikong Xinyu with a sneer again and again. He could not speak because his mouth was sealed, but his eyes seemed to say: Don't you believe him? He is a ruthless and unjust dog. thing.

At this time, Chai Ren saw that the threat of sword energy was useless.

I suddenly felt in my heart that the little black-scaled devil might not have been taken away by someone here.

"No, someone here must have done it, but that person was not exposed."

"If killing these unfortunate ghosts doesn't work, then..."

Chai Ren secretly thought of this, retracting thousands of sword energy in vain and focusing on somewhere, suddenly... Phew!

A suction force suddenly rolled out from his hand, and then... wow!

A burst of crying rang out from the crowd, followed by the woman's shrill scream: "Give me back my baby."

Everyone saw a child in a woman's hands being sucked in by Chai Ren. It was the same child that Sikong Jing had seen before.

But the woman had already rushed out and shouted: "Give it back to me, give it back to me."

However, women's martial arts are very weak...

She was just running wildly, but to her, she was still far, far away from Chai Ren.

Chai Renli ignored her, but raised the child in his hand high, and said with a ferocious smile: "Who hid the body of the little black-scaled devil, get out now, or you will understand. "

"The children here are not bound by the blood demon. They are your incense and hope."

"If you don't hand it over, I will kill one of you. If you don't come out, I will kill two of you. I will kill you until all your incense is gone."

Chai Ren's voice was like a demon, rolling toward everyone present.

The zombie-like people finally reacted, and their eyes gradually turned red... Chai Ren was right, they were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of something happening to their children.

"Devil, give me my grandson back."

The middle-aged man with gray hair rushed out and started killing Chai Ren frantically.

He was much stronger than her daughter, and he was in front of Chai Ren all at once, but... bang!

Chai Ren casually waved his hand and sent the middle-aged man flying away.

It hit the running woman hard in front of her, causing her to vomit blood. The woman quickly stopped and said, "Dad, Daddy!"

The shrill cries resounded throughout the audience...

Chai Ren still sneered, then raised the child in his hand and said, "Now, I want to kill him."

After saying this, the woman raised her head and collapsed: "No, don't!"

The next moment, an old voice sounded in vain: "Stop, I will leave the little black-scaled devil to you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the speaker, who was none other than Sikong Luojiao, the most senior person in the room.

Chai Ren's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he said with a ferocious smile: "It's really you who did it. Where is the little black-scaled devil?"

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Luojiao pointed behind him and said, "It's right there..."

Everyone, including Chai Ren, looked at him. There were only a dozen bewildered old men standing there, and among them there was another person lying on the ground, it was Sikong Jing.

But while everyone was looking at the past, Sikong Luomiao's eyes kept flickering.

At the most tense moment, this hypocritical young man suddenly released his control over them, and then said that he was the little black-scaled devil, and asked him to exchange him for the child in Chai Ren's hands.

Although Sikong Luojiao felt strange, the situation was urgent, so of course he did as he was told.

When he looked back, this seemingly hypocritical young man had already pretended to collapse and didn't know what to do.

Of course Sikong Luojiao didn't know that now, of course Sikong Jing had to pretend to have lost his spiritual shadow.

Just when Sikong Luomiao was confused, when the whole audience was watching Sikong Jing lying on the ground, Chai Ren's eyes lit up. Of course he knew what Sikong Jing looked like after he got rid of the demon.

In a flash, Chai Ren already landed in front of Sikong Jing.