Wild beast war god

"Everyone in the Central Plains is shouting and beating me, and the Central Plains is not the whole world. There are even more terrifying powerful people."

"After all, ten years later, I was crushed by the claws of a terrifying monster that suddenly appeared. The terrible beast poison filled my body, and I was almost shattered to pieces on the spot. People in the Central Plains thought I was dead at the time."

"But I will grit my teeth and survive, because I still want to see Wu Yan and our children."

"I was seriously injured and trapped in the claw field of that terrifying monster. It was only recently that I managed to break out...but there are strong people guarding the outside of that field."

"They have been searching for my body and treasures in the realm of monsters. I am being hunted once again to this day."

Hearing this, Sikong Jing fell into deep silence, while Sikong Ling had already shed tears.

In vain, Su Laomo raised his head again and said: "Wu Yan obviously died due to a severe loss of vitality due to her injuries before she recovered and gave birth to a child. But I didn't think of this at the time. I didn't even think about it before I met you." I didn’t expect it at all!”

"Who could it be if I didn't harm it? It's all my fault, it's all me!"

At this point, he fell into a deep self-blame mood again, as if he couldn't get out...

Sikong Ling opened her mouth to comfort her, but she didn't know how to speak.

Sikong Jing was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Grandpa Su, what do you think I should do? Do I want to fight against Liuye Shengzhuang and bring Yuexi back like you, or do I want to stay here like a tortoise?" What about in this small area?”

As soon as these words came out, Su Laomo woke up suddenly, his mouth wide open and speechless.

In vain, he stretched out his hand and put it on Sikong Jing's shoulder, and then his whole body shook wildly, and he said in a loud voice: "Not a fighting body!"

After saying that, he sat down on the ground.

Sikong Jing and Su Yuexi at this moment are so similar to him and Ye Wuyan back then!

So he felt the same, so he went crazy...

Should my grandson-in-law fight to the end? If he fights, his grandson-in-law may go down his old path and be in great pain. However, if he doesn't fight, will he watch his wife get married?

How is this possible?

Back then, I also forcibly snatched Wu Yan away from her at her wedding.

Sikong Jing's uncomforting rhetorical question made Su Lao Mo suddenly escape from self-blame, but he was at a loss.

Of course, even Su Laomo couldn't tell what Sikong Jing's bloodline was, but he was right. Sikong Jing's beastly fighting body did not exist. He was not a fighting body at all.

And Sikong Jing didn't think that Su Lao Mo was necessarily weaker than Zhan Bo. Maybe he was hiding some terrifying bloodline.

It's just that this kind of bloodline is not recognized by the mainstream in the Central Plains.

In vain, Su Laomo stood up again and said solemnly: "I will help you get Yue Xi back, and I will send you to a safe place to hide in seclusion. I...poof!"

Having said this, Su Lao Mo spurted out another mouthful of blood.

Sikong Jing did not use blood essence to detoxify him this time, but sighed and said: "Grandpa Su, do you know? How powerless were we when the Blood Refining Ancestor appeared in the sky above Canglong Xiaoyu?"

"Is there really a safe place in this world?"

"If you don't become stronger, one day a strong man comes by and his monster will die without a burial if it gets hungry."

"And Liuye Shengzhuang will also search for us. Can we guarantee that we won't be found by them?"

These words made Su Laomo tremble violently all over his body. Yes, how can there be a truly safe place in this world? If you want to be safe, you must become stronger, and that will be a bloody road full of thorns. .

Because my grandson-in-law, like myself, cannot live in this world without a fighting body!

"I believe Grandma Wuyan has never blamed you because her man is fighting for her."

"Her man is the enemy of the whole world for her."

"Perhaps she only complains that you spend too little time with her, and that you are unwilling to fight with her to the end."

After Sikong Jing finished speaking, he looked deeply at Mr. Su.

And Su Laomo seemed to understand something again, and his expression changed crazily.

In vain, he raised his red eyes and stared at Sikong Jing blankly, and finally said slowly: "You are right, we must fight those shameless villains to the end, even if they are broken into pieces."

The next moment, he asked again: "My grandson-in-law, I still don't know your name?"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jing immediately reported his name.

Taking a deep breath, Su Laomo's eyes suddenly became firm, as if he had made an important decision.

In vain, his momentum turned into a surging righteousness, and then he threw out two shiny golden drawing-like things, and said loudly: "A Jing, this is the reason why all the major forces are determined to hunt me down. "

"At the same time, even if they thought I was crushed to death by a monster's claw, they would search for the source for decades."

Hearing this, Sikong Jing's eyes flashed. Ye Wukui had said that Grandpa Su had a treasure in his hands.

Their pursuit this time was to seize the treasure in Grandpa Su's hands.

"The reason why I was able to break into Liuye Shengzhuang and snatch Wu Yan away at such a young age was because of this treasure?"

"It's called... Qianyuan Soldier Killing Picture!"

"In the Central Plains, every general and marshal who can lead troops no longer uses ordinary battle formations and tactics, but must have his own killing formation."

"And the Soldier Killing Formation is an existence that allows various soldiers, generals and warriors to merge with each other and exert their strongest power."

Sikong Jing was shocked when he heard this. As an invincible general, he was very curious and eager for this kind of thing of leading troops.

Su Laomo's words were opening up a new world and new battlefield rules for him.

"This Qianyuan Soldier Killing Picture was obtained accidentally when I was a child."

"I used it to gather the masters and form the Qianyuan Soldier Killing Formation. Even though my martial arts level at that time was not as good as the strong men of Liuye Shengzhuang, I still used the Soldier Killing Formation to kill him seven times in and seven out."

"It is said that the Qianyuan Soldiers and Killing Map was created by the 'Qianyuan War Emperor' three thousand years ago, and it was used to sweep across the Central Plains."

Su Laomo continued to explain, and the fighting spirit in his body seemed to be on the battlefield, and it was sonorous and powerful.

Staring at the two drawings in front of him, Sikong Jing felt a desire to get them.

At the same time, I also understand why a group of great forces want to get it. This is an existence that once swept across the Central Plains.

"Ajing, now you have two Qianyuan soldiers killing pictures in front of you."

"One is real, and one is fake... Now let's try to see which one is real and which one is fake?"

Following Su Lao Mo's sudden words, Sikong Jing was slightly stunned.

Then he suddenly realized that Su Laomo wanted to test whether he had any talent in the art of war.

In response, Sikong Jing stepped forward without any hesitation and gently touched the first killing map with his hand.

hum...

Immediately, the terrifying murderous intention of the soldiers was poured into his mind. Sikong Jing seemed to see a terrifying battlefield illusion, with various soldiers and generals arranged in formations in a way that he could not imagine at all.

Each type of soldier has a unique skill, and each type of soldier can promote and integrate with each other to greatly increase the combat effectiveness of the army.

For Sikong Jing now, it seems confusing and difficult to understand.