Wild beast war god

"If you lose your soul, you won't get anything, and you will be taking advantage of others in vain."

After a pause, the Blood Refining Ancestor looked at Sikong Jing's broken left hand again, and said in a calm tone: "Your left hand is gone, I can repair it with a secret method for you, and you have also seen that I am repairing my body now. "

As he spoke, he pointed at his recovering body and continued...

"Also, since you are not very old, I can recommend you to practice at Yulong Mountain to ensure that you stand out."

"You must have heard of Holy Dragon Academy, right?"

"But that's just a small branch of my Yulong Mountain. As long as you become a disciple of Yulong Mountain, when you arrive at the Holy Dragon Academy in Dongyuan Northland, even the palace master will have to kneel down to pay you respects."

"I can also give you a lot of treasures, so that you can walk sideways in the Central Plains."

In order to prevent Sikong Jing from working hard, the Blood Refining Ancestor promised a lot of benefits.

Sikong Jing was a little surprised. It turned out that Shenglong Academy also had a background in the Central Plains, not just Tiandao Academy.

If it were anyone else, he would definitely be shaken by such temptation.

Especially ordinary people from Dongyuan Northland, especially students from Shenglong Academy, it is very exciting to think that the master of the main academy can kneel down to say hello.

However, the ancestor of Blood Refining met Sikong Jing...

Seeing Sikong Jing's eyes constantly moving, the Blood Lian Ancestor thought he had succeeded, so he chuckled and said, "You can become my disciple now. You are now my closed disciple."

His expression relaxed and his tone became condescending.

Deep in his eyes, of course, there was still murderous intent.

Is this kind of little ant worthy of worshiping me as my teacher? As long as he recovered a little from his injuries, he would eat him alive.

It's a pity that Sikong Jing didn't reply, but was brewing strength...but when he suddenly moved to his left hand, he was stunned. He smiled casually, but he still hadn't adapted to the image of this one-armed hero.

The Blood Refining Ancestor was stunned when he saw this, but he still couldn't persuade him completely, so he continued to seduce this little ant.

"Are you uncomfortable losing your left hand?"

"Don't you still believe that I can perfectly help you restore your left hand?"

"I also met a little woman in this small area this time. She sincerely bowed to me and wanted to become my disciple, so I restored her lost arm and helped her ascend to the realm of Taoism."

"As long as you also worship me as your teacher, I will immediately help you improve your realm, at least to the golden body realm."

Sikong Jing was also stunned when he heard this. The Blood Refining Ancestor was still in Canglong's small domain, taking in a woman who had lost her arm?

He also promoted people to the realm of enlightenment, but he didn’t know whether it was true or false.

Without thinking too much, Sikong Jing squinted his eyes and replied calmly: "But I am from Canglong Xiaoyu. Your demon dragon wants to devour my friends and family. I tried my best to tear off my arm and poison your demon dragon. You can’t give up halfway like this, right?”

Sikong Jing used an extremely calm tone to express this fact that was enough to drive the Blood Refining Ancestor crazy.

"What did you say?"

Sure enough, the Blood Refining Ancestor, who had been completely calm before, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes widened, and after a few breaths he roared: "Are you the one who poisoned my little guy?"

"Yes, I not only poisoned your little guy to death, but also threw the people from Liuye Shengzhuang into your little guy's mouth, causing both you and Liuye Shengzhuang to suffer... If I didn't kill you, wouldn't my efforts have been in vain? Already?"

Sikong Jing's voice was very slow, but it was like a thorn that severely stimulated the blood-refining ancestor's emotions.

puff……

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Blood Refining Ancestor stared at Sikong Jing, too angry to speak.

His whole body began to bleed again due to the outburst of anger...

Sikong Jing, on the other hand, looked at this scene with admiration, as if he was even more evil than the Blood Refining Ancestor.

"You could have discovered me with just a thought, but I'm just an ant, right?"

"So even if you noticed my aura, you still refused to look at me directly, so you paid a heavy price."

"By the way, I just threw a trace of the essence and blood of the mythical beast on you, otherwise you wouldn't have been bitten so badly."

After Sikong Jing said these last words, the Blood Refining Ancestor vomited blood violently and almost collapsed.

He finally understood why the demonic beasts insisted on biting him to death, and why the beetle in Liuye Shengzhuang insisted on talking about the essence and blood of the sacred beasts. It turned out that it was also the fault of this bastard boy in front of him.

The fact that I have become so miserable now is all because of this little ant...

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Thinking of this, the Blood Refining Ancestor roared crazily, his voice like thunder.

Now, he was too lazy to care where Sikong Jing's divine beast essence and blood came from, and roared: "I'll kill you."

After saying that, he lost his mind, controlled half of his body, and rushed towards Sikong Jing.

At this moment, Sikong Jing also moved and shouted: "Blood-devouring claws."

His right hand instantly turned into a pitch-black claw, holding onto the body of the Blood Refining Ancestor who was attacking him. Each claw penetrated deeply into the latter's bite wound, and the rolling infuriating energy poured into it.

Suddenly, the blood-refining ancestor's forward body stopped abruptly, and his angry voice turned into a shocking scream.

He was really seriously injured, and his body collapsed crazily under the attack of the devil's claws. He was so angry that he had no defense at all. This was the result of Sikong Jing's deliberate attempt to anger him.

When the Blood Refining Ancestor realized this problem, it was already too late. He... was not far from death!

Frightened and angry, he wanted to break free from Sikong Jing's clutches but couldn't muster any strength.

In the end, the Blood Refining Ancestor could only roar crazily: "You little beast, you should die too!"

The terrifying power of the Lingtai's sea of ​​consciousness was poured into Sikong Jing's Lingtai.

The next moment, the Blood Refining Ancestor roared again: "Even if you can kill me, the power of my Lingtai Sea of ​​Consciousness can make you die first."

Staring at Sikong Jing, he wanted to see the tragic state of Sikong Jing's broken Lingtai before he died.

However...no!

Sikong Jing smiled slightly and replied lightly: "Are you sure?"

These three words made the Blood Refining Ancestor's expression freeze in disbelief.

Then he sensed something and screamed again and again: "Damn it, why the hell did you open up the Lingtai Sea of ​​Consciousness?"

The frantic murderous voice turned into a ghost cry, and the Blood Refining Ancestor finally discovered that the Sikong Jingling Platform’s Sea of ​​Consciousness had been opened.

The Extraordinary Realm has been opened. Is this a ghost?

And because of the opening of Sikong Jing's Lingtai Consciousness Sea, the Blood Lian Ancestor's already severely damaged Lingtai Consciousness Sea's power could no longer kill Sikong Jing, and he was completely drowned after crashing into it.

At this moment, the Blood Refining Ancestor stared with disbelieving eyes, his beard was furious, and blood was flowing all over his body.

His majestic blood-refined ancestor was left with deep powerlessness when faced with the little ants in the Extraordinary Realm.

Sikong Jing replied: "So, with my talent, which force in the Central Plains doesn't want me? It seems that I don't need to join a force like yours that treats ordinary people as ants, right?"

boom……

As soon as he finished speaking, the body of the Blood Refining Ancestor also exploded, and his head rolled to the ground, showing an unwilling look.

He actually died here.

The reason was just to feed the little guy. It was obviously just a small ant nest, why did it become like this?