Wild beast war god

Sikong Jing's pupils shrank violently.

"A human figure, is it my illusion?"

He muttered to himself. The huge land in the distance of the void was too far away from where he was. In addition, the void was dark and suppressed the circulation of the true energy in his body, so it was difficult to see clearly.

But Sikong Jing's heart was beating wildly at this moment.

"Human figure, will it be my father and mother?" Sikong Jing's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, with a trembling voice.

He madly channeled all his true energy into his eyes and stared at the land.

The sound squeezed out from between the teeth...

"If you say, if you say..."

"If the first person chosen by Emperor Yanyu to carry out the mission of conquering the soul of the fierce beast is Ling Dongwei, then only Ling Dongwei knows about this void crack world."

"If there is more than one exit from this void crack world, then the exit to the huge land in the distance is likely to be on the Lingtian Continent."

"Then that piece of land might be the place Ling Ertian mentioned."

"Then Daddy and Mommy might be up there."

Sikong Jing made a quick judgment, just as his third uncle Ling Zhixin had said two days ago.

Legend has it that you can reach the Quyue Wasteland directly through the world of void cracks, as long as there is a second crack exit.

As he spoke, the land in Sikong Jing's eyes became clearer and clearer.

"The human figures are real, there is more than one person, more than two people, there are many people on it." Sikong Jing's voice was extremely hoarse, and his eyes gradually turned red.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at the huge rocks nearby.

"I want to go over there and see clearly..."

It was too far away and the surroundings were too dark. Even with Sikong Jing's current level, he could only see a small human figure swaying. This was the result of his eyesight far exceeding that of ordinary people as the Lord of All Beasts.

Taking a deep breath and without any hesitation, Sikong Jing flashed towards the nearest boulder.

But when he dodged from the huge rock where the body of the divine dragon was...bang!

The terrifying pressure, like that of a huge hammer, hit his chest and almost made him spit out blood. It was still the invisible force of the crack world that was pressing him down.

In other words, some kind of dead silence rule suppressed his true energy.

The further he was away from the crack exit, the more difficult it was for his Qi to circulate.

The Qi was circulating too vigorously just now, and it backfired...

True Qi is like a stream of water. Sikong Jing just rushed out with increasing pressure, but there was a force of rules to give him counter-pressure, which naturally caused his body and meridians to feel a strong impact.

"The further away from the crack exit I get, the less my Qi can function."

"Don't be impatient. You must adapt to the void around you..."

Thinking of this, Sikong Jing could only slow down his pace and the flow of his true energy slightly and fly towards the second boulder.

Of course, when he fell again, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Oh, right, we must get Third Uncle out of the body of the divine dragon first, otherwise he will be eaten away by the power of the divine dragon and die."

The barrier he cast on Ling Zhixin could only last for half a quarter of an hour.

Since there is no danger outside the corpse, of course we have to get him out of the corpse of the divine dragon first.

The only threat to my third uncle Ling Zhixin now is the inner elixir power of the divine dragon. There is no other danger in the world of void rifts, and ordinary people will have no problem either.

On the contrary, the strong ones are more dangerous because they have true energy in their bodies.

Just like what happened to Sikong Jing just now, he almost vomited blood due to the backlash.

Just like his parents, they were crippled by Ling Dongwei, had their imperial veins dug out, and were thrown into the crack world.

that's it……

Sikong Jing flashed back into the body of the divine dragon and brought Ling Zhixin out...and as he got closer to the exit of the crack, Sikong Jing's true energy became smoother, and his speed became much faster.

After bringing Ling Zhixin out, Sikong Jing left some food and other things, then set off again without saying much.

He stepped onto the second boulder again, and then onto the third boulder...

One after another, they continued to move towards the huge piece of land. However, for him, the pressure was becoming more and more terrifying. When he reached the twelfth boulder, the internal energy in his body was unable to flow as smoothly as a turtle.

Although that huge piece of land seemed very close, it was still very far away, and only tiny human figures could be seen.

The Qi cannot be circulated...

This means that Sikong Jing cannot fly, and therefore cannot fly from one boulder to another.

However, Sikong Jing gritted his teeth and growled, "Demon Path, quadruple body!"

Instantly, he transformed into a demonic state, with the flesh wings behind him extending out.

With wings, he could fly... but he still couldn't circulate his true energy or any demonic power. He could only fly using pure physical strength, and his speed was relatively very, very slow.

He has already reached the divine martial arts stage, and his normal speed is terrifying.

But in terms of pure physical strength, it is still very fast in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is only fast within an ordinary range. When he flew from the twelfth boulder to the thirteenth boulder, it took him a full hour.

If you use true Qi, half a quarter of an hour will be enough.

Just like that, he gritted his teeth and continued to fly towards the fourteenth boulder, and Sikong Jing also discovered that there were still array patterns around him, whether it was the boulder or the dark void, there were spider-web-like array patterns.

"The breath of the remaining soul of the divine dragon seems to be coming from that piece of land."

"These array patterns should have been arranged by Emperor Yanyu."

"With the remnant soul of the divine dragon as the center, it spreads out in all directions, using huge rocks as the medium to form a huge and terrifying formation. It should still be able to conquer the remnant soul of the divine dragon."

When the War Emperor Shen Jiao was alive, he was an existence infinitely close to the Emperor of Heaven, and was one of the strongest under the previous Lord of All Beasts.

It is not something that old monster Hongfeng or Dean Jing Chuiguang of Tianyin Temple can conquer... Therefore, Emperor Yanyu Tiandi needs to set up the formation himself, and Ling Dongwei needs to preside over it personally.

"Of course, it may not just be about conquering the soul of the divine dragon. This formation may have other terrifying arrangements."

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing was just guessing now, everything was still unknown.

Now he just wants to get closer to that land, just wants to land on that land.

Time passed hour by hour, and day by day, and he actually flew in the void for five days. He didn't know how many huge rocks he had passed. Finally, he could see the land clearly.

He was now on top of a huge rock, but he couldn't fly and couldn't move forward.

Because there is a powerful barrier surrounding the land ahead...

"The barrier is the power of Emperor Yanyu. Even if we can continue to move forward, we can't. We will be discovered."

If this were the golden dragon, with Sikong Jing's current physical condition, let alone breaking the barrier, he would probably be bounced back hard if he crashed into it, or even be killed directly!

Even if it can be broken, it cannot be broken, otherwise the Emperor of Yanyu may discover it instantly.

Sikong Jing could only grit his teeth and stop. The void in front of him could not be crossed, so he could only stare at the situation on that piece of land.

All I saw were human figures, some weakly carrying things on their backs, and some digging something.

There were also people holding whips, urging those who were digging or carrying things.