Wild beast war god

All of a sudden... boom!

The true energy in Sikong Jing's body was tainted with another layer of powerful power.

You must know that the fifth level of the emperor is different from the top level emperor. The latter has already entered the holy martial stage with one foot.

With the blessing of the demonic doppelganger, Sikong Jing's own combat power is already extremely terrifying.

In this world, there is no rival for Sikong Jing in the Imperial Martial Stage.

After all breakthroughs were completed, Sikong Jing looked at the opposite side and said: "Chai Zhu, pick me up now, Qianyuan Ten Thousand Beasts Claw Shape."

Boom...

Terrifying black claws condensed out of Sikong Jing's killing formation and tore at Chai Gu fiercely.

at the same time……

Zhan Hu seemed to be under the influence of everyone's breakthrough, and his true energy reached the peak of the third level of Shenwu. He became more accustomed to this new body, and he cooperated with Sikong Jing's huge black claws to kill straight out.

On the other hand, Chai Ji...

His expression had changed, and the sneer had already condensed on his face as Sikong Jing and others made crazy breakthroughs.

At this moment, he actually felt unable to resist.

But he couldn't dodge and had to block. He blocked, blocked... He let out a "wow" and his blood spurted out, and he retreated violently.

The suppressive scene just now was reversed in an instant, and Chai Ji was forced to retreat.

By the time the terrifying attacks from Sikong Jing and Zhan Hu dissipated, Chai Zhu's face had become extremely pale.

He retreated to a distance and stared at Sikong Jing...

"Little black-scaled devil, good, good, good, you are very good."

"I will hide now. After I have completely digested the Cangmai inheritance in two days, it will not be too late to come back and kill you."

Chai Jiu was no longer as proud as before, and he actually didn't want to fight anymore.

Although he was very depressed, Chai Zhu knew very well that in this situation, it would be very difficult to kill the little black-scaled devil, let alone capture him alive.

But Chai Zhu has no fear, as long as he digests the inheritance of Cangmai, he can fight again.

By then, he will be at the peak of divine martial arts, and two days will be enough!

The range of the blood demon formation is very large, and the auras of various blood demons are very strong. In addition, there are places such as the depths of the seabed, so it is not difficult for him to hide.

His realm is so high that he can hide his aura casually.

Moreover, Chai Zhu was very confident that the little black-scaled demon would not be able to escape in two days.

Because as long as the little black-scaled demon shows any sign of dismantling the killing formation, he can sneak attack... You know, it is almost impossible for even the holy martial demon to take away the unlucky ghosts here.

Outside, there is a desperate formation!

Therefore, as long as he is still in the Blood Demon Formation, the little black-scaled demon will definitely not dare to release the state of the Killing Formation or act rashly.

However, Sikong Jing sneered and asked...

"Chai Zhu, where do you want to hide?"

"Don't you know that when I cut off the restraints of the Blood Demon Array on everyone, the Blood Demon Array began to disperse? Of course the Blood Demon Array still exists two days later, but how can you use the ever-weakening Are you here to hide with the blood demon’s aura?”

"You have no choice but to come and continue fighting with us."

As soon as these words came out, Chai Zhu's expression froze.

Only then did I realize that the Blood Demon Formation was powerless and was about to disperse.

Of course, it is not completely collapsed. Of course, it will still exist for a long time, but it will definitely not be like before, where there can be a lot of blood demon aura for him to hide and be invisible.

It's easy to find.

What's more important is that the little black-scaled demon seems to have Ling Yushun's blood demon control method in his hands.

The light in his eyes flashed fiercely for a few times, and Chai Zu smiled in vain and said: "Don't you dare to frighten me, even if the blood demon's aura continues to weaken, with my level, you can't find it just because you want to find it... "

Although what Sikong Jing said made sense, Chai Jiu still wanted to give it a try and didn't want to go all out right now.

It only takes two days for him to reach the peak of divine martial arts, so why bother?

Of course, Zhan Hu will also become stronger in two days, but Chai Chu is still very confident that he will definitely be stronger and faster than Zhan Hu.

Thinking of this, Chai Jiu stopped talking nonsense and got out of the way...

But the moment he turned around... boom!

The blood demon formation made a loud noise in vain...

The entire blood demon formation seemed to be violently turbulent, causing Chai Chu's whole body to shake wildly and he subconsciously turned back to look at Sikong Jing.

He roared and asked, "What are you doing again?"

In his opinion, the sudden wild movement of the blood demon formation must be Sikong Jing's fault.

However, Sikong Jing looked at the Blood Demon Formation with confusion on his face.

He also didn't know what was going on. He hadn't learned anything about Ling Yushun's blood demon control method and so on.

In vain...ho ho ho ho!

Deep roars came from all directions, and then everyone, whether it was Chai Qiu or Sikong Jing, all saw an extremely strange scene. They saw something suddenly twisting on all the bones on the island.

The roars came from the corpse islands.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw the twisting things again, which were twisted souls. All the bones and bones islands seemed to be filled with dense souls, like bursts of ghost smoke.

Their roars are shrill and sharp.

In the next moment, waves of clear sounds came from the roar.

"Save me, save me..."

"I don't want to lose my mind, I don't want to!"

"Why don't you let me go even after I'm dead? Why, why, why?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Sikong, we will help you leave here. When will you help us re-enter reincarnation?"

The sound became clearer and clearer. It was the sound of endless grievances, and it was the endless twisted sound of resentful souls that filled the sea.

Because of the suppression of the blood demon formation, their souls and shadows after death were locked in the formation and had nowhere to go.

Because of their injustice, they have been suppressed in the Blood Demon Formation. They don't want to leave, don't want to retreat, and don't know where to reincarnate.

Subconsciously, they also protect the people living here.

However, now, they suddenly rioted without warning, because they sensed a terrible danger, felt that their souls were about to fly away, and that something terrible was about to swallow them.

"What happened? What happened?"

Sikong Luomiao's voice was trembling crazily, as if he could sense the calls of his relatives, or rather...calling for help.

All the living people are afraid, worried and confused.

Sikong Jing also looked at the entire Blood Demon formation with confusion, staring at the corpse islands. His ears were full of low cries for help, accompanied by sounds of hatred towards the Lingtian Emperor's family.

Naturally, there were also voices of resentment against his parents, etc., which kept coming into his ears.

But why did these innocent souls suddenly riot?

"Hey, hey hey hey..."

Just when everyone, including Sikong Jing, was extremely confused, weird laughter sounded in the sea of ​​​​blood, and then with a "crash", a huge face emerged bit by bit from the sea of ​​​​blood.

This face seemed to be printed on the sea, very strange.

And he still has an existence composed of countless resentful souls. It is the countless resentful souls that are constantly being sucked into the face, and then the face becomes bigger and bigger and more terrifying...

His laughter became more and more intense, making people feel hairy all over.

Sikong Jing stared at this face made of resentful souls, his pupils shrank wildly and said: "Cang Lang."