Wild beast war god

Hearing this, Gongyang Ninja looked horrified and yelled: "Stop, everyone, stop."

Then, Gongyang Ren roared at Sikong Jing again and again: "Sikong Jing, let Ying'er go. I promise you, I can promise you anything."

His voice gradually became pleading at the end.

"Don't worry, Imperial Master Gongyang. As long as I reach an absolutely safe place, I will let Miss Gongyang go."

"The premise is that I must be safe enough to say goodbye!"

After Sikong Jing finished speaking, he accelerated with the treasure, and the demonic dragon instantly disappeared like a meteor.

At the same time, Gongyang Nin also quickly led people to pursue him. He could not let Sikong Jing leave with his granddaughter.

Lu Lingun stayed behind. He looked sharply at the people in the Fighting Soul Holy Dragon Palace and said in a cold voice: "Qiu Qifeng, you and Sikong Jing are in the same group, you are the one who provided the demon dragon."

The demonic dragon just now belonged to the Holy Dragon Palace of War Spirits, and it was also a powerful being in the fifth extraordinary realm.

"What a joke, how could we and Sikong Jing be in the same group?"

"You have also seen how weird Sikong Jing is. He can easily conquer the demon dragon. He was also the chief student of the Long Night Holy Dragon Palace. I don't even know how he made the demon dragon obey."

In fact, this is also true. Qiu Qifeng really doesn't know how Sikong Jing conquered the demon dragon.

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Qiu Qifeng pointed at the trembling monsters in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and said, "Didn't you see it? He just roared and all the monsters ran away."

Only then did Lu Lingun and others calm down their sharp eyes. Yes, the scene just now was too weird.

"Now, everyone in the War Soul Holy Dragon Palace, listen to me and come with me to chase Sikong Jing." Qiu Qifeng didn't want to explain any more, nor did he want to stay any longer, so he led everyone to chase him out.

But the fighting spirit Xing Luo Gong was still behind them, roaring loudly: "Qiu Qifeng, pretend, you are still pretending."

No matter what Qiu Qifeng said, the suspicion of War Soul Holy Dragon Palace was still too great.

In addition to the demon dragon being conquered, they had just helped Sikong Jing block the Xingluo Palace. In short, the people from the Fighting Soul Xingluo Palace also chased him out, cursing all the way.

In the blink of an eye, both schools were chasing Sikong Jing's direction.

In the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, Lu Lingun could only order the generals of the War Spirit Imperial Capital to hunt down Sikong Jing, causing the entire Imperial Capital to take action.

No matter whether he captures Sikong Jing or rescues Gong Yangying, there will be heavy rewards for them all.

The Imperial Master's Mansion was in chaos!

Almost only the Battle Spirit Tiandao Palace and a few students from the Tiandao Master Academy are left.

Xu Youyou said in a low voice: "Palace Master, and Senior Brother Pang, what should we do now? Should we pursue him or ignore him?"

Senior Brother Pang is the genius student from Tiandao Master Academy named Pang Hanjiang.

He suddenly smiled strangely and said: "Sikong Jing, haha... He is none of our business for the time being, but we still have a very interesting thing to do, which is to hunt down the iron-bone flying vulture."

"Ah?" Pang Gangjiang's words made Xu Youyou and others puzzled.

"If you can kill a monster in the Soul-Reverse Realm, and one that is seriously injured in the Soul-Reverse Realm, you can get very special materials."

When Sikong Jing left just now, the iron-bone flying eagle followed him into the sky and escaped from the Battle Soul Capital alone...

But it was also very seriously injured, so Pang Gangjiang said this.

However, Xu Youyou said with some worry: "Sikong Jing is too cruel, should we stop infiltrating this muddy water?"

She was still frightened by Sikong Jing's ferocity in killing Mo Ci just now.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Pang Jianjiang burst into laughter and replied nonchalantly: "Without the iron-bone flying eagle, Sikong Jing is just an ordinary person. Can he still be ruthless?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Battle Spirit Tiandao Palace was stunned, and then they suddenly realized and were shocked.

Yes, Sikong Jing was able to kill Mo Ci entirely because of the power of the iron-bone flying eagle.

As long as the iron-bone flying eagle is gone, Sikong Jing will still be a martial arts genius, but he is just one of many martial arts geniuses.

It was impossible for him to conquer another soul-defying beast.

Thinking of this, everyone in the Battle Soul Tiandao Palace no longer hesitated, and all rode off to chase the iron-bone flying eagle.

As they left, the Imperial Master's Mansion became calmer.

A few hours later, Gongyang Ren came back with Aunt Mian and others. His face was anxious and pale.

"Master, what's going on?" Lu Lingun, who was still here, hurried forward and asked.

Gongyang Nin gritted his teeth and said: "Sikong Jing forced me not to continue chasing. He even forced me to stop the pursuing warriors Xingluo Palace, Shenglong Palace and others. Now he has escaped far away."

He was furious, but there was really nothing he could do. His granddaughter's life was still in his hands!

If he didn't do what Sikong Jing said, Ying'er would die. Gongyang Ren would never doubt how ruthless Sikong Jing's methods were.

Lu Lingun was dumbfounded and screamed strangely: "This, this, this... the Imperial Master, I'm afraid that Sikong Jing won't let Ying'er go even if he leaves."

If the opponent was not a national master, Lu Lingun would have slapped him.

After the Imperial Master let Sikong Jing leave, he completely lost track of him. It would be extremely difficult to catch him again, and Gong Yangying's fate was completely in his hands. He was too passive.

Twitching the corner of his mouth, of course the male sheep nin also understood this truth, but what could be done?

He could only sigh and said: "Now I can only bet on Sikong Jing's character, and I also told him that if Ying'er has any shortcomings, I will kill Wangge."

After hearing this, Lu Lingun let out a sigh of relief. Now everyone knew that Wang Ge was an existence that Sikong Jing could not touch.

Now, they can only wait!

That night, the people in the Battle Soul Imperial Capital stayed up all night.

Mo Ci's death has spread wildly, and Sikong Jing's name is even more shocking and frightening.

At the same time, countless people cursed Sikong Jing and prayed for the safe return of Fairy Moon Soul.

……

At dawn, a fierce battle broke out in a small mountain range called Nonghun outside the Battle Soul Imperial Capital.

It was the Battle of the Fighting Soul Tiandao Palace and the siege of the Iron-bone Flying Eagle.

The Iron-bone Eagle was so seriously injured that it screamed repeatedly during the siege, and finally fell to the ground so hard that it almost lost its voice.

After confirming that it couldn't resist, Pang Jianjiang said coldly: "Pick off the bones of the iron-bone flying vulture one by one."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately took action, and everyone was extremely excited.

The body of the monster in the Soul-Reverse Realm and the inner elixir of the Monster in the Soul-Reverse Realm were of terrifying value, and now they were theirs.

"Haha, Senior Brother Pang... I didn't expect that we would gain the most from this battle with Sikong Jing."

A student from the Tiandao Main Academy laughed loudly, holding a knife and slashing at the iron-bone flying eagle that had lost its resistance.

Then, the bones of the iron-bone flying vulture were removed one by one, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Pang Jiangjiang also did it himself, picking out the bones and saying, "It's like a mantis stalking a cicada and an oriole behind it. It's really exciting."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice sounded.

"Then have you little oriole ever thought that there is a demonic dragon behind you?"

With the sudden sound of this voice, a terrifying cold wind swept through. Everyone in the Tiandao Academy looked up and saw Sikong Jing standing on a demon dragon of the extraordinary fifth realm, covered in blood.