Wild beast war god

"Okay, that's all the information I have for you for the time being. If you don't overestimate your capabilities, come and kill me." Ren Dongmeng still looked indifferent and even gave Sikong Jing a slight tick. finger.

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However, at this time, Sikong Jing still took a step regardless.

The next moment, the second elder of Wangyou Sect couldn't help but said: "Sikong Jing, forget it."

The second old woman from the Wangyou Sect also said quickly: "Yes, there is no need for you to make such a grudge... With this warning, we believe that Deacon Ren will definitely not tell anything about the battle body."

Everyone in the Wangyou Sect was very worried. They didn't want to risk their lives for Sikong Jing's wife.

But if Sikong Jing insists on going all out, the young sect master will definitely take action too, which will give them a headache.

Now we can only persuade Sikong Jing to stop.

Unfortunately, Ren Dongmeng said in surprise: "Don't talk nonsense, I have said it eight hundred times, I will not reveal the secret of Su Yuexi's combat body... I clearly said that the Long Night Sacred Dragon Palace There must be a traitor, hehehehe."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the Wangyou Sect became even more ugly.

Ren Dongmeng was too arrogant. He was originally supposed to give her a step up, but she refused to step down and angered Sikong Jing.

What a bastard!

At this time, Shen Qingye took a step forward and asked, "Ren Dongmeng, are you still insisting that there is a traitor in our Changye Sacred Dragon Palace?"

"Yes, there will definitely be..."

Ren Dongmeng's voice was decisive: "If Sikong Jing didn't come out just now, maybe there wouldn't be one, but now there will definitely be one."

Her meaning was very obvious, that is, she would definitely tell the secret of Su Yuexi's combat body.

However, you just can't do anything to me, so you can only wait in frustration for one demon or a strong person to come and fight for the body.

For a moment, all the masters of the Long Night Holy Dragon Palace were trembling with anger and a little at a loss.

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At this time, Sikong Jing took the second heavy step.

Seeing this, Huali Dian finally said: "Brother Sikong, I will handle this matter... With what Ren Dongmeng just said, I can let the Tyrant Chamber of Commerce put pressure on her to ensure that nothing happens."

The reason why Huali Dian said nothing was because he was waiting for Ren Dongmeng to say a definite threat.

That is to say, waiting for Ren Dongmeng to say that she will participate in the struggle. Although it is not clear yet, it should be enough.

In an instant, Ren Dongmeng's expression changed slightly, but she immediately sneered again and said: "What did I just say? I just said that there will be traitors in the Long Night Holy Dragon Palace, and the decision-makers will not care about me."

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In vain, Sikong Jing took the third step and finally said to Huali Dian: "Mr. Hua, it's not that I don't give you face, nor that I don't trust you, but Ren Dongmeng... insists on seeking death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Jing's blood-stained body was filled with murderous intent, and a long stick suddenly appeared in his hand.

The pupils of the audience shrank sharply, they really wanted to fight!

Everyone in the Wangyou Sect was in a confused mood, secretly scolding Sikong Jing for not overestimating his abilities. What's the use of being arrogant?

You are simply selfish. In order to keep your wife's battle body secret, you insist on trapping our Wangyou Sect in water and fire... It's a pity that they dare not say these words. Who makes the young sect master Sikong Jing's sister?

At the same time, Karinori was also anxious.

I don’t understand why Sikong Jing is still so indifferent even though he has made such a promise?

Doesn't he know how terrifying the third realm of the Soul Rebellion is? If we really start a war with Ren Dongmeng, many people from both the Long Night Holy Dragon Palace and the Wangyou Sect will die, and they will also offend the Ba Tian Chamber of Commerce!

But he was also a domineering deacon and couldn't take action at all.

However, when he saw the long stick in Sikong Jing's hand, Hualidian's eyes froze for a moment.

He seemed to be thinking of something, but couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Ha... Sikong Jing, you don't really want to challenge me, do you?" Ren Dongmeng laughed again after hearing this, looked at Sikong Jing proudly and said, "Do you think I'm a waste like Yu Wenxiong?"

Ren Dongmeng is still arrogant without limits!

The next moment, Sikong Jing looked at the sky in vain and said coldly: "Tie Gu, our opponent this time is the third level of the Soul Rebellion."

His words filled the clouds heavily.

His response was...Ouch!

A roar that ripped through the sky suddenly crashed down from the clouds, and then a huge black shadow jumped out through the clouds, and an iron-skeletal flying vulture suddenly appeared.

The terrifying pressure of the ferocious beast poured down from the air and crashed to the ground.

Then, a voice like gold and iron resounded through the sky: "Master Sikong, I have just come back from the dead, and you are going to let me fight against the third realm of Soul Rebellion. Am I going to be exhausted?"

This scene made everyone's eyes widen, whether it was the Changye Sacred Dragon Palace or the Wangyou Sect, everyone's mouths opened in shock.

Huali Dian's whole body was shaken wildly, and he stared at the iron-skinned vulture in disbelief.

The next moment it fell on the long stick in Sikong Jing's hand.

He finally figured out that when Sikong Jing rode the iron-skeleton vulture to fight Mo Ci, he used a stick.

The reason why he dared to fight was not because of selfishness, nor because he was desperate to keep his wife's secret, but because he had strong confidence, and he had the mount of the soul-defying realm...the iron-bone flying eagle.

At the same time, Ren Dongmeng also stopped smiling and shouted: "Iron-bone flying eagle? Impossible!"

In the Nonghun Mountains outside the Battle Soul Imperial Capital, both she and Huali Dian clearly saw that the iron-bone flying eagle was killed by the people from the Battle Soul Tiandao Palace, and was mostly dismembered. Why is it still alive now? coming?

At this time, Sikong Jing responded to the Iron Bone Flying Eagle: "Stop talking nonsense, didn't you reach the third realm of Soul Rebellion after swallowing that thing?"

The so-called thing is the blood of the iron-winged condor, the ferocious beast in the Heavenly Prison of Beasts.

Because the iron-bone flying vulture was on the verge of death, it absorbed the blood of the vicious beast that was originally impossible to absorb, and it recovered again.

And it was faster than Sikong Jing expected, it was done in more than a month.

After recovering, he returned from the War Soul Dynasty. He encountered this scene just after arriving, and Sikong Jing also discovered it immediately.

At the same time, he used the thoughts of the Lord of Beasts to determine the current state of the iron-bone flying vulture.

Of course Sikong Jing would not be impulsive, and he would certainly not fall into the trap of the Long Night Sacred Dragon Palace and the Wangyou Sect for Su Yuexi. But now that he had the iron-bone flying eagle of the third soul-defying realm, he certainly dared to fight and kill.

"That's right, I've also reached the third level of Soul Rebellion."

"Hahaha... As expected, it is a blessing to survive a catastrophe."

The iron-bone flying vulture laughed deliberately a few times, just to mock Ren Dongmeng, and at the same time, it galloped down.

Sikong Jingze jumped up without saying a word, stood on the head of the iron-bone flying vulture and pointed his long stick wildly, and shouted coldly: "Ren Dongmeng, I just want to try beyond my own ability... pick me up, iron-bone flying sky" stick!"

The huge stick shadow, fused with the demonic power of the third realm of the iron-bone flying vulture and the soul-reverse soul, blasted towards Ren Dongmeng like an Optimus Pillar.

The latter's expression had changed. She also burst out with the spirit of the third soul-defying realm, and then she took Sikong Jing's stick unhappily. She was a high-ranking deacon, and she didn't want to hide.

At this moment, Sikong Jing's stick shadow was smashed into pieces by her fist.

Ren Dongmeng sneered again and again: "To my surprise, the iron-bone flying vulture is not dead yet, and it actually broke through."