Wild beast war god

"Lu Lingun, withdraw your troops quickly, otherwise you will suffer heavy losses." Sikong Jing's rolling voice sounded.

Lu Lingun's face was completely pale. He stared at Sikong Jing and shouted: "Impossible, even the blood and essence of the iron-bone flying vulture cannot induce such a terrifying monster."

This is indeed impossible. The essence and blood of the iron-skeleton flying vulture will only trigger a tide of small beasts.

There is no way that a demonic beast from the Soul-Reverse Realm will appear.

But the situation in front of him just appeared. Lu Lingun was extremely messy, but he still wanted to get the answer from Sikong Jing.

"Oh, I seem to have heard the Iron-bone Vulture say that he also collected a trace of the Iron-Winged Vulture's blood. I guess there is this terrifying thing in my blood." Sikong Jing replied with a smile.

He still wouldn't reveal the essence and blood of the Lord of Beasts, but half-truthfully used the blood of the Iron-Winged Condor as an excuse.

Then, Sikong Jing gave the order with a serious face: "Everyone listen to the order and charge into the northern mountains."

"As long as we kill enough people and allow the beast tide to have more food, we can all survive."

Following Sikong Jing's order, the Sixth and Sixth Legions rushed out without hesitation. They completely trusted Sikong Jing.

They would listen to Sikong Jing's orders, even if it meant death.

The bandits were confused. There seemed to be something wrong with these words.

But the Sixty-sixth Army Corps all started to charge. Wouldn't they charge to stay and give Lu Lingun their heads?

Seeing Sikong Jing and the Soul-Destroying Thieves charging towards them, Lu Lingun's expression turned extremely ugly and he was completely at a loss. The army behind him also collapsed emotionally when they felt the pressure of the beast tide, and had no intention of fighting at all.

In the blink of an eye, Sikong Jing's Soul-Destroying Thief was defeated...

In fact, Lu Lingun's soldiers and horses meant that the terrifying beast tide was about to come down, and it was a very good decision to let these bandits rush over to block the beast tide, so they deliberately let them enter the mountain.

In this regard, Lu Lingun was at a loss and did not stop the army from taking unauthorized actions.

"Roar……"

At this moment, a terrifying ferocious beast surged out of the mountain, took the blood that Sikong Jing had just drawn and left in its mouth.

Then...hohohoho.

Several more ferocious beasts rushed out and chased the one in front of them.

It was obvious that they were competing for the drop of blood that Sikong Jing had injected. The scene was extremely fierce, with several ferocious beasts fighting madly in the air, biting and biting, and disappearing again into the depths of the northern mountains.

And when several ferocious beasts scrambled away, the surrounding area gradually calmed down again.

After a few breaths, something even more bizarre happened.

The wildly surging beast tide suddenly calmed down. In the northern mountains in front of them, except for the faint roars of several terrifying beasts, there was no other sound at all.

Such a strange scene left Lu Lingun's entire army at a loss.

A deputy commander murmured: "How strange, where is the beast tide?"

The next moment, Sikong Jing, who had completely entered the northern mountains, smiled and replied: "I'm sorry, Lu Lingun, the beast tide did not happen, because the blood was taken away by the beast, so the beast tide subsided. The monsters I also slowly went home."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Lingun and others were still stunned, their eyes still filled with confusion.

Then, Sikong Jing continued: "However, we have broken through into the northern mountains, and there is no beast tide threatening us, so we will say goodbye here... If you are interested, you can also enter the northern mountains to hunt us down."

"We, the Lost Soul Thieves, are waiting for you at any time."

After saying that, Sikong Jing laughed twice, turned around and left with the soul-lost thieves.

At the same time, there was loud laughter from a group of soul-losing thieves: "Lu Lingun, we soul-losing thieves are waiting in the mountains at any time."

The laughter grew smaller and smaller until it was no longer audible.

Outside the northern mountains, Lu Lingun was in a daze with his battle spirit soldiers and horses in a daze.

After a while, the deputy commander next to him said loudly: "Commander Lu, we seem to have fallen into Sikong Jing's trick. He had already predicted that the beast tide would not happen at all!"

puff……

Just after he finished speaking, Lu Lingun looked up to the sky and spurted blood, fell heavily to the ground and fainted.

In fact, he has figured it out, but he just can't accept the reality. Now he is broken down by the deputy commander.

Lu Lingun really couldn't bear the repeated blows. He actually fell into the trap of a small tide of beasts. He should have expected that there would definitely be ferocious beasts coming out to fight for the Iron Bone Condor's blood.

As long as the essence and blood are taken away by a ferocious beast, the beast tide will definitely not happen.

Because there is no hope for the little monsters.

But he still fell into the trap. He was frightened by Sikong Jing's first wave of beasts, and then watched helplessly as the soul-falling thieves fled into the northern mountains. In the northern mountains, which were countless times more terrifying than the Soul Chuan Mountains, he had no idea at all. grasp.

If you catch up, I'm afraid you'll only get tricked even worse.

The Twelve States of Youyuan were gone, and so was Sikong Jing. Lu Lingun felt that he was much worse off than Gong Yangying.

A famous name in one life is destroyed in one day!

After half a day, Lu Lingun finally woke up.

He steeled himself again and said: "We also have Sikong Jing's Jueye Wolf Guard, which is a top-notch beast-blood warrior that is much more powerful than our War Spirit Dynasty. It's not like we haven't gained anything."

Taking down Sikong Jing's Jueye Wolf Guard and studying its animal blood fusion can be considered a kind of comfort.

"Report to Commander Lu, Sikong Jing's wolf-blood soldiers have escaped."

"They ran away along the undercurrent of Fengying Lake. When we found out, they were already far away and couldn't catch up!"

puff……

When he heard the reporter's words, Lu Lingun vomited and fainted again. He really didn't want to wake up again.

Darkwing Sikong Jing doesn't attack people like this.

Here, Sikong Jing and the Lost Soul Thief have been traveling through the northern mountains for a long time.

Their next goal is to go east and follow the east side of the northern mountains back to the north of the Long Night Empire.

At this time, Sikong Jing ordered: "Everyone, Lu Lingun probably won't catch up. Let's rest where we are."

Everyone cheered and landed on their butts one by one, gasping for air.

I'm so tired. I charged all the way from the Soul Chuan Mountain Range. I'm in danger of being shattered to pieces at any time. I don't dare to rest for a moment.

Now that they finally had some time to rest, they were almost safe!

At the same time, Sikong Jing was also sitting on a big rock. He was also very tired. He had been on the run from the Soul Dynasty since the night he killed Mo Ci, and he had always been injured.

It's been half a month now, and I'm really exhausted.

Ning Jingjing walked over with a frosty face and said softly: "Sikong Jing, congratulations on killing Mo Ci."

It wasn't until the day after the rendezvous that Ning Jingjing had time to talk privately with Sikong Jing.

At this moment, Ning Jingjing's eyes towards Sikong Jing were full of complexity, and she still said the same thing, this is the monster she brought out from Canglong's small domain, and this monster is still creating miracles.

Before this, who would have dared to think that millions of bandits could escape the pursuit of the War Soul Dynasty?

Who dares to think that Sikong Jing can kill Mo Ci?

"Killing Mo Ci is nothing. My goal has not been achieved. It is a goal that must be completed." Sikong Jing said tiredly.

Ning Jingjing fell silent. She knew that Sikong Jing was talking about Wang Ge, his sister.