Wild beast war god

This sudden change turned out to be the aura of "The Art of Forgetting Love", and it was unknown how many times more terrifying than Mo Ci.

Even the iron-skinned flying vulture was instantly suppressed.

But how could there be a master of the Supreme Forgetting Art in Changye Sacred Dragon Palace or even Dongyuan Northland who was stronger than Mo Ci?

Just at this moment, the voice of the golden divine dragon came to Sikong Jing's ears again: "Lord of all beasts, there are monsters that have surpassed the martial arts stage. Be careful to restrain your aura. Don't let your bloodline be discovered."

As soon as these words came out, Sikong Jing's whole body was shaken again!

The five realms from ordinary martial arts to Dao martial arts...are classified into the Wuwu stage, and the five realms from extraordinary martial arts to Zhanwu...are classified into the Zhanwu stage.

Above the Soul Rebellion Realm is the War Martial Realm, which is the last realm in the War Martial Stage. At this moment, a terrifying monster above the War Martial Stage appears in the Long Night Holy Dragon Palace, and it also carries the "Tai Shang Forgetting Art" 》The breath.

what is happening?

"Ling'er, are you in danger?" Sikong Jing became nervous all over, and then he sped up and ran out.

He has not forgotten what the beasts said. In fact, Mo Ci's "Tai Shang Wang Qing Jue" is not the real Tai Shang Wang Qing. It can only be said to be a defective product, and there is an even more terrifying upgraded version of the technique on top of it!

That is a technique that surpasses the Yupin level...

The appearance of the stronger "Tai Shang Forgetting Love" must be aimed at Ling'er.

The more I thought about it, the more horrified I felt, and the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. My sister was finally out of pain and nothing would happen again.

Finally, Sikong Jing used the treasure to speed up to the Changye Sacred Dragon Palace.

As soon as I arrived, I saw that Longye Qilong Mountain seemed to be enveloped in the powerful aura of "The Art of Forgetting Love", like a natural large array coming down, so oppressive that it makes people unable to breathe.

The feeling of ruthlessness and righteousness can be broken away from the Taoist heart in an instant.

Sikong Jing took a deep breath, not daring to imagine the more terrifying things behind him, but strode in quickly.

Wherever he passed, he could see that the students and instructors were all knocked unconscious by the aura, and their whole bodies were still shivering. Sikong Jing also sensed that the core of Taishang's Wangqing aura was located on Zuilong Mountain.

Giggle...

Sikong Jing's teeth were chattering nervously, and his family members were all on Zuilong Mountain.

The demonic energy billowing in his body gradually emerged again... If something happens to his family, I'm afraid he will become a demon if not a demon. The enemy is a terrifying existence above the martial arts stage, and he may even devour the world.

He quickly dodged up, but he was still almost out of breath.

Finally, he climbed onto Zuilong Mountain. His pupils shrank wherever he looked, and two behemoths fell down in Zuilong Mountain.

One is the Seven-Elephant Heavenly Dragon, and the other is the Iron-bone Flying Vulture.

Among them, the Seven-Elephant Heavenly Dragon seemed to have been knocked unconscious directly by the terrifying Supreme Forgetful Aura, while the Iron-bone Flying Vulture was stronger and could still remain awake, but there was blood flowing out of his body and he couldn't move.

It was obvious that he was beaten down because of his resistance.

Shen Qingye, Tan Yue and others also fell beside Qixiang Tianlong, almost frozen into ice sculptures. They were in the same state as the students and instructors, they all fainted in an instant.

Seeing this, Sikong Jing was slightly relieved. At least the offender had no intention of killing anyone.

All the people and beasts just fainted.

Withdrawing his gaze, Sikong Jing looked again and saw that there were still completely awake people at the entrance of Zuilongshan Campus. They were all members of the Wangyou Sect, but they were all trembling and staring at something.

Sikong Jing strode forward, followed their gazes, and saw his sister Sikong Ling in the hospital at first glance.

At this moment, Linger is still standing, but her face is a little pale...

This made Sikong Jing breathe out again, and then his eyes turned to his sister's side, and he was stunned for an instant.

There was a little girl standing there, who looked even younger than her sister.

And there was an ice-colored bird standing on her shoulder, with its head held high as if arrogant.

The moment he saw the little bird, Sikong Jing gasped. This was the aura that was above the martial arts stage. This ice-colored bird was a terrifying monster that surpassed the martial arts stage.

Sikong Jing kept the golden dragon's words in mind and deeply contained the aura of the Lord of Beasts.

At this time, of course the little girl also saw Sikong Jing. She asked Si Kong Ling, "Is this your brother?"

The sound is like a silver bell, but the tone is a bit old-fashioned.

"Yes." Sikong Ling nodded and responded in a low voice.

The little girl smiled indifferently, but her body disappeared in vain. When she reappeared, she had already landed in front of Sikong Jing. She looked at the latter up and down for a few times and then said: "About twenty years old, fighting in the extraordinary realm, not bad. "

In an instant, it was as if he had seen Sikong Jing through.

Sikong Jing's eyes were frozen, and he could not catch the little girl's shadow at all.

Her aura is more terrifying than Ren Dongmeng's, and she is probably a being above the martial arts stage, and the aura of "Tai Shang Wang Qing Jue" around her is emanating from her body.

Who is this character and what is his purpose?

Just when Sikong Jing was filled with doubts, the little girl said quietly: "Your sister has a very good talent. She is too ungrateful and affectionate but does not break her skills... I want to take her away, but she insists on listening to your decision. .”

"Then it's up to you to decide whether to let your sister go with us?"

The little girl didn't leave Sikong Jing confused for too long, but got straight to the point, and her attitude was not overbearing.

Sikong Jing's eyes flashed, he glanced at his sister and then back to the little girl in front of him: "Are you from the Central Plains?"

It is absolutely impossible for such a terrifying existence to exist in Dongyuan Northland.

The little girl's words also made Sikong Jing fully understand that they were interested in Ling'er's talent and wanted to recruit a disciple.

Ling'er did not agree, but waited for her to come back before making a decision. The little girl was not impatient, but stayed where she was and waited... From this, it can be seen that she should take Ling'er very seriously.

From this point of view, at least the master of "Tai Shang Forgetting Love" in front of him is much better than the original Mo Ci.

Here, the little girl nodded and replied: "Yes."

She admitted that she came from the Central Plains, but she did not say which sect or force she came from. It seemed that there was no need to say it, and she seemed to think that it was impossible for her to come into contact with it.

Sikong Jing took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "What will happen if I refuse?"

Although his attitude was okay, his arrogance was engraved in his bones, so Sikong Jing did not agree or refuse.

Instead, stay cautious.

Tilting her head, the little girl shrugged nonchalantly and replied: "Haha, we were just passing by here and suddenly sensed the aura of "The Art of Forgetting Love", and remembered that there once was a young disciple who seemed to have established a sect here, so we came down to take a look. .”

"Then I saw that your sister was very talented, so I decided to take over as a disciple."

"If you refuse, it will be your sister's loss, nothing will happen."

As soon as these words came out, Sikong Jing's pupils shrank violently again. The young disciple founded the sect here... which means that the founder of the Wangyou Sect was just a young disciple of the Central Plains force where the little girl belonged.