Wild beast war god

What's more important is that Mo Ci will not suspect Gong Yang Ren's ulterior motives like he did with the Fighting Spirit Shenglong Palace.

Because he and the National Preceptor's Office are completely opposite, it is impossible for the War Spirit National Preceptor's Office to help him and harm Mo Ci.

Therefore, Moci's vigilance will be minimized at that time.

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing looked at Lang Yisuo again and said, "Senior Brother Lang, I need to leave the Battle Soul Imperial City next. You can help me get out, and I will be back soon."

At the same time, Sikong Jing still needs Wanbao Pavilion to help him leave the Battle Soul Imperial City. Now the imperial capital is almost closed because he is wanted.

Of course there is a way for him to get out, but there is no way to leave Wanbao Pavilion without leaving any trace.

Lang Yisuo nodded heavily and started making arrangements.

An hour later, Sikong Jing successfully left the Battle Soul Imperial Capital.

And he summoned the Iron Bone Flying Vulture in an uninhabited wilderness jungle, and then he said deeply: "Iron Bone, I am going to turn you into a little monster now. It may hurt a little, but you have to endure it. Stay focused..."

The purpose of Sikong Jing's leaving the Imperial Capital of War Spirits was to bring the Iron-bone Flying Vulture into the Imperial Capital.

The iron-bone flying vulture is too big and its realm is too terrifying. It will definitely be discovered when it appears in the Battle Soul Capital.

Even if it is hidden on the top of the cloud, it may still be sensed by Mo Ci.

Therefore, Sikong Jing had to transform the iron-skeleton flying eagle into an ordinary little monster within a short period of time.

Now that Sikong Jing has completely mastered the meridians of the Iron-bone Flying Vulture, and has the guidance of all the beasts in Heaven and Hell, this matter is not difficult to handle.

It’s just that when the iron-bone flying vulture shrinks its bones, it will hurt terribly...

Next, while the iron-bone flying vulture was scolding wildly, he began to modify its meridians, while adding new bone-shrinking meridians, and then used the magic of a certain terrifying beast to make the iron-skeletal flying vulture continue to shrink in size. .

Two hours later, the iron-bone flying vulture finally turned into a small flying vulture.

It was almost the size of an ordinary beast, an eagle, and could stand on Sikong Jing's shoulders at will.

The Iron-bone Eagle, who turned into a little Flying Eagle, still cursed and yelled: "It hurts me so much. I am not so iron-bone because of you. Oh... will this method of yours leave anything behind for me?" Any side effects?"

Staring at it, Sikong Jing smiled and said, "There will be sequelae, but after I finish my work, I will give you the blood of the iron-winged condor."

"What, the iron-winged condor?" The iron-bone flying condor couldn't help shouting.

The so-called iron-winged condor is the final evolved beast of the iron-bone flying condor and the ancestor of all kinds of condors.

Of course, there is also such a terrifying iron-winged condor locked up in the Heavenly Prison of Ten Thousand Beasts.

The blood of the latter was the promise and reward that Sikong Jing wanted to give to the Iron-skeleton Vulture, but the Iron-skeleton Vulture calmed down, shook his head and said: "It's impossible, even with the blood of the Iron-winged Condor, I can't fuse it. ah."

It is still very self-aware, and compared to the Iron Winged Condor, it is still too weak at the moment.

As for the fact that Sikong Jing could produce the blood of the iron-winged condor, it had no doubt at all, it was within Sikong Jing's sea of ​​consciousness.

I saw thousands of terrifying ferocious beasts, and now I still have lingering fear.

"Don't worry, I will help you integrate. Just say whether you want it or not?" Sikong Jing shrugged and asked with a smile.

"Yes, of course..."

The iron-bone condor that turned into a small condor heard this and emphasized like a chicken pecking at rice. Even if it can't be fused, it still wants it. Even if it smells the blood of the iron-winged condor, it might have a chance to evolve. .

Even if there are any sequelae after shrinking, they can be made up for.

"Okay, then let's go back to the imperial capital!"

Sikong Jing said no more, and then he found the people from Wanbao Pavilion again and successfully returned to the Battle Soul Imperial Capital.

He met Lang Yisuo again in Wanbao Pavilion, and the latter quickly asked: "Junior Brother Sikong, how will these Liuyun Flying Squirrels you asked me to get be sent to the Imperial Master's Mansion?"

That's right, the monsters that Sikong Jing asked Wanbao Pavilion to obtain were hundreds of floating cloud rats.

It was the kind of Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrel that Sikong Jing once captured in Yunzhou, a small domain of Canglong. At that time, he had to go through great difficulties to catch two of them. But now in the Dongyuan North Land, the Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrel is very common.

They are just small monsters at the mortal martial realm level.

However, it is still not easy to capture, because the Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrel is too cunning, and the number of Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrels in the War Soul Dynasty is too small, so Wanbao Pavilion needs to take action.

And Lang Yisuo also knew that Sikong Jing's Liuyun Flying Squirrel was going to be placed in the Imperial Master's Mansion.

This task is quite difficult for Wanbao Pavilion.

"There is no need to send them to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, you can just release them all." Sikong Jing replied seriously.

Lang Yisuo was confused again when he heard this.

But he had experienced the magic of Junior Brother Sikong more than once before, and he released hundreds of Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrels without asking anything.

Suddenly, they all fled underground, but why didn't chaos happen?

Of course, it was because of Sikong Jing's control. Now he wanted to control a little demon beast of Liu Yun Fei Shu's level, which was very simple.

Similarly, if Liuyun Fei Shu wants to enter the Imperial Master's Mansion, he can also control it and infiltrate...

Looking at the disappearing Liuyun Flying Squirrel, Lang Yisuo couldn't help but ask: "Junior Brother Sikong, what are the uses of these Liuyun Flying Squirrels? Can they still pose a threat to something in the Imperial Master's Mansion?"

No matter how numerous and cunning the Liuyun Fei Shu was, they were just little monsters. Lang Yisuo really couldn't figure it out.

Sikong Jing shook his head and replied softly: "Although the Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrels are weak, they can easily sneak into the Imperial Prefect's Mansion without being discovered. They can easily find the loopholes in the Imperial Master's Mansion's formation."

"I will use the power of their group to make the Grand Formation of the Imperial Prefecture...be used for me!"

Following Sikong Jing's explanation, Lang Yisuo was immediately shocked, only to realize that Sikong Jing's plan was so big.

"Now I'm going back to the Imperial Master's Mansion first. I'll ask Senior Brother Lang to bring the Millennium White Velvet Ginseng and the Six-Elephant Dragon Sword Skill back to the Evernight Capital."

Sikong Jing confessed, said goodbye to Lang Yisuo and left Wanbao Pavilion.

Not long after, he appeared outside the Imperial Prefect's Mansion again, looking at the plaque of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion with a faint look.

The Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrels were already under his control, sneaking into them one after another, and of course no one noticed them.

After finishing it, Sikong Jing murmured to himself: "Everything is ready, Mo Ci, I want you to be unable to fly without wings."

Sikong Jing's eyes flashed with coldness and his fists clenched.

At this moment, the gatekeeper of the Imperial Prefect's Mansion also spotted him and shouted: "Who are you? What are you doing sneakily?"

With this shout, all the murderous intent in Sikong Jing's body disappeared without a trace. He showed a slight smile, took out another guard uniform and put it on, and replied: "I am Soul Eater, Miss Gongyang's personal bodyguard." Guard!"

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The Soul-Eating Master has returned to the Imperial Master's Mansion...

When Gong Yangying heard the report from the guard, he immediately rushed to Grandpa Gong Yangren.

"Grandpa, Soul Eater is indeed back." Gongyang clenched his fist tightly, his expression full of resentment and nervousness.

A cold light flashed in Gongyang Ren's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Call him here, I want to see what tricks he is going to play."