Wild beast war god

Although Sikong Jing was not fighting on behalf of Yumeng Hall, many people still felt excited that he could make the high and mighty spirit race feel humiliated. The most important thing was that the battle just now was too exciting.

Of course, there were also many people who were unhappy. For example, Tan Feixiang, the second youngest of the Yumeng Hall, had hatred in his eyes.

Because he didn't think highly of Sikong Jing, but in the end the latter won.

Now he has joined the Yumeng Hall and will be his competitor in the future.

Another example is the Su family. However, the head of the Su family did not show any sign of unhappiness. Instead, he said to his family in a low voice, "As I expected, the people of the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm were left to fend for themselves."

"The big figures of the Spirit Tribe did not attach much importance to the son of Sikong Jiannu. They just let him join the Yumeng Palace."

"Jingyi, you don't need me to teach you what to do next, right?"

In response, Su Jingyi's eyes flashed coldly and he nodded heavily.

Su Jingyi's grandmother said coldly, "This son of Sikong Jiannu has great potential. Kill him before he really grows up. Don't let him reach the same level as you."

Su Jingyi is now at the Extreme Prison Four Symbols Realm, so he must kill Sikong Jing in advance.

This way...

Yuhua Emperor suddenly flashed in front of Sikong Jing and said, "You can now enter the Jiyutian Tower, the ninety-ninth floor."

Slowly raising his head, Sikong Jing looked at his father...

In the Yumeng Hall, there is also the Su family who wants to kill his father. If he enters the 99th floor now, wouldn’t his father be in danger? The meaning of the Spirit Clan is very clear... All the people in the Emperor Burial Spirit Seal Realm are left to fend for themselves.

That Spirit Clan master said it very clearly, all the people will be handled by each hall...

Now, the people of the Emperor Burial Spirit Seal Realm have survived and have not been wiped out by the spirit race, but they have no background and no backing.

“There will be many powerful elders from the Yumeng Hall who want your father to join.” Emperor Yuhua spoke softly.

Suddenly, Sikong Jing reacted immediately...

I am now a disciple of the Yumeng Hall. After I pulled out the ninety-ninth sword, there must be a strong man from the Yumeng Hall who wants to recruit me under their banner. If they cannot recruit me for the time being, they will definitely target my father.

There will even be people who go to the Yujian Mountains and plot against the people in the Emperor's Spirit Seal Realm.

That is, strive to get yourself included.

He was now the backer of all the people coming up from the Emperor Burial Spirit Seal Realm, and he was considered a genius disciple of the Feather Alliance Hall.

After figuring it out, Sikong Jing nodded slightly and stepped onto the sword energy passage leading to the 99th floor of the Jiyutian Tower. All of a sudden he appeared inside the Jiyutian Tower.

Under the watchful eye of Emperor Yuhua, he didn't have time to communicate too much with his father.

And at the moment Sikong Jing entered the tower, Emperor Yuhua appeared in front of him again, and it was obvious that he had something else to talk to him about.

"Give your sword-destroying inheritance to this emperor."

"I, the Emperor, will ensure that no one in your Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm will be attacked for the time being."

There were too many people outside the tower just now, so Emperor Yuhua did not say too many details, but now he actually directly asked for the Sword Destroyer inheritance.

Given his status, it is indeed not right for him to make public requests for things from a young person.

Staring at Sikong Jing, Yuhua Emperor continued...

"After you are tempered through the 99th floor, this emperor will give you the status of a core disciple of the Feather Alliance Hall. At the same time, I will find a good place for your father to stay and protect all of you."

"Of course, I won't be in charge for too long in the future. After you gain a foothold in the Feather Alliance Hall, you will be the one protecting your people."

To put it bluntly, it was a deal. Sikong Jing gave him things, and he temporarily helped Sikong Jing protect his father and everyone else, and would make arrangements for Sikong Ding, but that was all.

Later on, just as Lingzhe said, Sikong Jing and the people from the Zangdi Lingyin Realm will fight and contend among themselves, and they will die if they do.

Looking at the feminine Yuhua Emperor in front of him, Sikong Jing nodded tiredly...

Then he saw Emperor Yuhua slowly take out a green jade spiritual scroll and hand it to him. It was obvious that he wanted Sikong Jing to engrave the inheritance of Emperor Jianmie into the green jade spiritual scroll.

Sikong Jing took a deep breath, slowly took over the Jade Spirit Scroll, and engraved all the first eight chapters of Sword Destruction into it.

When I handed it back...

He said softly, "Senior Emperor, I can only carve out the first eight chapters of Emperor Jianmie, which is the chapter up to the Extreme Prison. There are still four chapters left, which will be unlocked after I reach a certain realm."

This is of course the truth. Sikong Jing obtained the inheritance but his realm is not high enough and he cannot comprehend it.

If you can't comprehend it, it means you can't carve out all of it.

It is impossible to engrave the vague inheritance in his mind onto the Jade Spirit Scroll. Even if Emperor Yuhua could capture his soul, he would not be able to see it. The most he could see was something with the aura of a sword in Sikong Jing's mind.

With a slight smile, Yuhua Emperor took the Jade Spirit Scroll and replied calmly, "That's enough. Practice well."

After saying this, Emperor Yuhua disappeared.

What he wanted was just the cultivation method for the Sword Destroying Extreme Prison Stage. It’s the same thing… Even if it’s a higher realm, the Extreme Prison Stage can still go back to practice. Emperor Yuhua wanted to see if there was any good inspiration.

But the next moment, Yuhua Emperor said, "By the way, do you know where the Purple Night Mysterious Jade is?"

In response to this, Sikong Jing of course shook his head and said he didn't know. He really didn't know that the Purple Night Jade had already fallen into the hands of his wife.

Just like that, Emperor Yuhua left completely without asking any further questions.

Sikong Jing took another breath and said, "Emperor Yuhua helped me before, and it turned out that he was just curious about the cultivation method of Emperor Jianmie. Fortunately, I did not reveal the Jiuxiao Jianmie Sword, otherwise he would definitely want to go."

"And the greatest power of the Sword Destroyer Emperor is no longer the Twelve Chapters of Sword Destroyer, but the Emperor Burial Sword."

When fighting with dozens of spirits before, Sikong Jing did not unleash his strongest power, but kept some in reserve.

Or rather, three hands!

The Nine Heavens Sword, the Destroying Sword, the Burial Emperor Sword and the Demon Vein, because he thought that Emperor Yuhua would come to ask for them, or even the spirit race might come to ask for them, and he didn't want to give these three things, nor did he want to reveal them for the time being and attract too much attention.

of course……

If the situation does not allow, and all his might must be unleashed to save everyone's lives, then Sikong Jing will still explode.

"In any case, this most important hurdle has finally passed."

"Yuhua Emperor is not a good person, and the spirit race only treats us as test subjects. If there is a chance, we should still seek new opportunities for half of the boundless sea."

"How's my beast-shaped spirit?"

Now he has taken the most crucial step and become a disciple of the Yumeng Hall, gaining an identity that protects half of the people in the boundless sea, but Sikong Jing cannot be confined in this damn cage.

The Eldar’s experimental subjects can still be wiped out just by wiping them out.

"Strong strength is the foundation. We must first gain a firm foothold in the Yumeng Hall." Sikong Jing's eyes were determined, and then, feeling the tempering of the ninety-ninth floor of the Extreme Prison, he sat down cross-legged directly, wanting to recover from the injuries he had just suffered in the battle.