Wild beast war god

Three days ago, facing Sikong Ding's disbelief, Su Jingyi's face was so ugly that it was about to explode.

Now, facing Sikong Ding's disbelief, Su Jingyi just laughed and said, "You don't believe it, right? Then wait, your son will be brought here in a while, and then I'll see if you can still be stubborn."

In Su Jingyi's opinion, Sikong Jing must have been taken down by his grandmother.

The moment he sensed the presence of his brother and apprentice sister Cheng, he and his grandmother split up and went their separate ways. His grandmother went to fetch the people, while he waited for good news from his grandmother, waiting for Si Kong Jing to be brought over...

After capturing Sikong Jing, he immediately brought him to the Tian Tower, allowing Sikong Ding to hear his son's screams.

Now that we have arrived at the Yumeng Palace, could Sikong Jing still be able to turn the tables?

Of course, Su Jingyi is still a little worried now, that is, if Sikong Jing really has some background, that is, as mentioned before, if he is accepted by a powerful spirit race, then it would be a bit troublesome.

So he had to wait, wait for contact from grandma...

"Damn it. I originally thought that even if Sikong Ding's son was really a top-notch test subject, I could trick Sikong Ding first and make him have an emotional breakdown in the Jiyu Heavenly Tower, but this old slave just didn't believe me."

"Why the hell don't you believe me?"

Just as Su Jingyi had thought before, no matter what Sikong Jing did, he would first make up lies and severely attack Sikong Ding.

But as long as Sikong Ding didn't really hear his son's voice, he would not believe it, and his heart of Taoism would not be stable.

Su Jingyi couldn't understand why Sikong Ding didn't believe it.

Does he have that much confidence in his son?

At this time, Sikong Ding's voice came from the dark red stone wall again: "Even if my son is here, he was definitely not brought here by you."

Such words made Su Jingyi furious again.

He said viciously: "Sikong Ding, you really won't cry until you see the coffin, damn..."

Before he finished his curse, Su Jingyi immediately received a call from his grandmother and couldn't help but shout, "What, missing?"

Su Jingyi thought that Sikong Jing might have a big shot behind him, and he might have become a top-notch test subject, but he never thought that Sikong Jing could disappear just after arriving at the Yumeng Palace.

Now, the trouble is big.

"Find him, we must find him." Su Jingyi held the communication jade stone and shouted back frantically.

Just after he finished shouting, he realized that his other hand was still resting on the dark red stone wall, which meant that Sikong Ding heard it.

"My son, can't you find him?" Sikong Ding's hoarse voice came out again.

Su Jingyi subconsciously withdrew his hand, but immediately raised it back with a ferocious look on his face, and said viciously: "It has nothing to do with your son. Something else is missing. Don't dream."

It is better to continue deceiving, not to let Sikong Ding be proud, not to let him regain his Tao heart.

However...hehehe!

Sikong Ding's laughter came back from the dark red stone wall: "Master Jingyi, now I believe my son is here. Now I think you must have suffered a great loss at the hands of my son. Yujian Mountain Range must be fine."

Following Sikong Ding's words, Su Jingyi's expression became uglier...

I still want to ask, why are you so confident in your son?

But Su Jingyi still gritted his teeth and said coldly: "I told you, your son will be brought here soon, just wait and hear his screams."

After saying this, Su Jingyi withdrew his hand with a dark face, but gradually became flustered.

He was afraid. He was afraid that Sikong Ding's son had really disappeared and that the spirits would punish him.

He quickly rushed out of the Tianta Tower and wanted to search for Sikong Jing's whereabouts with his entire Su family.

at the same time……

On the ninetieth floor of the Jiyu Heavenly Tower, Sikong Ding's entire body seemed to be burned by various fires and thunders. He was no longer in human form. If someone who didn't know saw this scene, they would definitely think it was some kind of horrific torture.

In fact, this is the tempering and training of the Extreme Prison Period.

Extreme hell!

Both his spirit and body were subject to various shocks. To cultivate through the crazy shocks and tortures, he had to endure this extreme hell. At this moment, Sikong Ding's entire body seemed to be filled with rolling Nine Heavens Sword Intent...

He whispered, "A Jing has really revived. A Jing has come to the Yumeng Palace."

For three years, he has been worried about his son all the time.

When the son was taken away, only one thigh was found.

Three days ago, Su Jingyi brought news about his son, but at that time, Sikong Ding certainly didn't believe what Su Jingyi said about beating his son.

Sikong Ding knew very well that Su Jingyi wanted to undermine his faith in the Tao, but that was all because of his disbelief.

The most important thing is that he firmly believes that Ajing will not be beaten by Su Jingyi, that is, he believes that Ajing will definitely be stronger three years later.

What Su Jingyi said just now...

Sikong Ding actually believed it. He believed that his son really came to Yumeng Hall, but he didn't believe that his son came unprepared. Sure enough, his son disappeared under the noses of the Su family masters.

"Su Jingyi, you have no idea how outstanding my son Sikong Ding is. He will definitely be able to turn everything around."

"I, Sikong Ding, believe in my son. I trust him."

"A Jing is here, what will he do after he disappears?"

Sikong Ding asked himself this question secretly, and then he immediately came up with the answer...

"He will come to the Jiyutian Tower to find me. Without knowing the situation of Yuexi and Ling'er, Ajing will definitely show his performance before the three-year deadline so that the spirit race must pay attention to him."

"He wants to ensure that the people of Cang Hai Wu Jiang are not wiped out. He will definitely show himself like crazy. He will draw his sword!"

"A Jing will definitely pull out one of the ninety-nine swords in front of the Jiyutian Tower."

Sikong Ding's voice came out in a low voice, and the true energy in his body continued to surge.

"I also want to build my strongest foundation for the Extreme Prison Stage. I can't let Jing hold me back."

"Within three days, I will step out of the Jiyutian Tower."

……

Just when Sikong Ding was going crazy, and when the Su family was secretly searching for Sikong Jing's whereabouts...

In front of the Jiyutian Tower.

The flow of people continued, and many people from the Yumeng Hall were watching.

Almost every day, a large number of people come to try to pull out the sword in front of the Jiyutian Tower.

There are direct disciples and ordinary disciples of the Yumeng Hall. Of course, there are also many people who are not disciples of the Yumeng Hall but are within the sphere of influence of the Yumeng Hall.

Therefore, the area around the Jiyutian Tower can be said to be one of the most lively places in the Yumeng Hall.

Anyone who is a member of Yumeng Palace, regardless of gender, age or status, as long as they have reached the peak of Jitian Bagua Realm and are below the Divine Dao stage, can try to draw the sword and can try to enter Jiyutian Tower to practice.

At this time, a young man in black slowly walked out from the bustling crowd.

He looked at the ninety-nine swords arranged in a certain formation in front of the Jiyutian Tower, and saw a group of people queuing up. He also saw many people trying to pull out the ninety-nine swords...

Among them, the first ten attempts had the most people trying, and there was almost always one person standing in front of the first one, and the number of people standing in the latter ones became fewer and fewer.

By the last thirty, there was no one left.

At this time, the young man in black heard the voices of onlookers...

"Dad, I heard that the ninetieth sword was pulled out a few days ago. How come it's still there?"

"Fool, once it is pulled out, the Feather Alliance Hall will send down a new sword."

The young man in black subconsciously looked at the people who were talking next to him. They were a father and daughter.

The father is in his thirties and the daughter is around ten years old.

The daughter tilted her head again and asked, "Daddy, does the Feather Alliance Hall have so many good swords?"

His father laughed: "The Yumeng Hall is one of the Hundred Clans and Thousand Halls, so of course we have as many swords as we need. For example, the first ten swords have been pulled out countless times, and new swords will be dropped every time."