Beast God of War

As mentioned before...

He must not let anyone know that he has passed on the method of burying the emperor with ferocious beasts to the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

With what Anshengdian just said, Sikong Jing was ready to continue to let people think...

His talent was halved.

Then he would find a time to publicly fuse the blood of the ferocious beast, or publicly revive his demonic veins… Anyway, since he holds Zong Zhanhao’s essence and blood, he will be targeted by many people and he doesn’t care about being targeted more.

Suddenly, Sikong Jing glared slightly: "Someone else came in, such a strong aura."

He saw that the space not far away was distorting rapidly. It was because a strong man was entering the Sword-walking Small World from the Sword-walking Absolute Realm.

Without any hesitation...swish!

Sikong Jing put it on in a flash, and was inside the sword flowing clouds of the first level.

When I put it on...

In the twisted space, a huge black floating tower appeared, causing Sikong Jing to tremble slightly...

"This is the breath of the Prison Clan. The Prison Clan actually sent people here?"

Through communication with Yu Jianhu and Lingying, he immediately knew that this was the Divine Prison Tower that belonged only to the top powerful members of the Prison Clan.

It is equivalent to the existence of the Eldar God Island.

Hiding his breath, Sikong Jing did not continue to rush to the first level of heaven, but wanted to see why the Prison Clan came.

Although anyone can come and explore the Jianxing Small World, the Prison Clan is far away and generally has little interest in the Jianxing Small World.

Most of the Prison Clan don't like to use swords...

It was only because Yu Xianpo was an outlier and became a member of the sword clan that he came here.

"I'm afraid it has something to do with Brother Xianpo..."

They also knew that Yu Xianpo was not very welcome in the Yu Clan, so the people from the Yu Clan might be targeting Yu Xianpo.

It could be an enemy or a friend.

Sikong Jing would of course observe secretly.

buzzing...

At this time, Sikong Jing saw two figures flashing out from the floating divine prison tower.

Both of them are tall and dark-skinned, the image of pure prison clan, except that one is middle-aged and the other is very young.

The middle-aged prison clan member was, of course, the one who looked down upon Black Tiger from the outside...

After a casual glance, he spoke to the young Prison Clan member...

"Cang Qi, there has just been a massacre here. A strong man with a sword slaughtered many people. It is possible that Sikong Jing from the Feather Alliance has fallen into his hands... The bloodline of Young Master Shou Zun may have been taken away by someone first."

"Father, then we have to chase him quickly." The young prison clan member said quickly.

The middle-aged member of the prison clan is called Yu Xiandeng, and the young member of the prison clan is called Yu Cangqi. They are father and son.

"Well, let me sense the location of the swordsman first."

As Yu Xiandeng spoke, the explosive power of the spirit shadow spread out crazily.

Just at this moment, he suddenly looked up again and looked towards the sword cloud where Sikong Jing was.

His eyes narrowed suddenly, as if they could see through everything.

This made Sikong Jing's whole body tremble violently. Without even thinking, his whole body turned into the aura of a monster and soared into the sky.

Fortunately, Yu Xiandeng did not chase after him with the power of the spirit shadow, but spoke coldly...

"How dare you, a mere Shinto-level demon beast, spy on me... Die!"

The moment he finished speaking, a beam of light shot towards where Sikong Jing was.

Obviously, Yu Xiandeng believed that Sikong Jing was just an ordinary Shinto-level monster, but anyone who spied on him secretly would die.

Sikong Jing, who had transformed into the aura of a monster, widened his eyes and stared at the finger light that was rushing towards him.

Various countermeasures flashed through my mind instantly...

Finally, when the finger light arrived, he dodged it with great effort, and scattered monster aura exploded from his body. After simulating the appearance of being blown to pieces, the aura turned into a sword, simulating the surrounding cloud-like sword flow.

In other words... pretend to be torn into pieces by the finger blade, and then transform into a cloud of sword flow to continue hiding his breath.

After finishing, Sikong Jing looked down at the direction of Yu Xiandeng, and when he saw that the latter no longer paid attention to him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief...

"What a terrifying strong man from the Prison Clan. He is probably no weaker than the Palace Master and Big Brother Xianpo."

"And he actually came to find me..."

"He came here to capture me, and also for Zong Zhanhao's blood essence, and to obtain the inheritance of the Five Absolutes in half a year. He should be the first to defeat my eldest brother and his enemy in the Prison Clan."

Sikong Jing thought quickly...

"Since they have malicious intentions, we cannot have any contact with them."

"Find an opportunity and inform Big Brother first."

While thinking, Sikong Jing had already transformed into the sword aura, secretly rushing towards the first level of sword travel.

Soon, Sikong Jing crashed into it.

And just when Sikong Jing had just entered the first heaven...

Yu Xiandeng's spirit power sensed the four directions, and finally retracted it: "Without the aura of the swordsman, he should have entered the first heaven. I will find a few people to ask..."

He opened his hand and took a breath…whoosh whoosh.

In the distance, there were several figures who were sucked out by Yu Xiandeng from the endless sea of ​​swords.

"Tell me, have you seen Yumeng Sikong Jing? What was the massacre like here just now?" Yu Xiandeng asked.

The few people who were sucked in looked at each other.

They quickly swallowed their saliva and knelt down, and one of them spoke...

"To reply to Lord Prison Clan, we were too far away and couldn't see clearly."

"We only saw that it seemed that a strong man from the Dark Life Hall came out to kill, and then a terrifying purple sword shadow appeared."

"In the end, there was a bloody rain all over the sky, but it subsided in an instant."

Following the explanations of these people, Yu Xiandeng raised his eyebrows slightly...

"Purple sword shadow?"

"According to the information we have, this seems to be the sword of the mysterious Purple Qi Emperor. It seems that the strong man who uses the sword should be the human guard sent by the Ten Thousand Demons Palace to Sikong Jing of the Feather Alliance."

"It was this guard who received the Purple Qi Emperor's sword art taught by Sikong Jing, and was able to kill all the people in the Dark Life Palace in an instant."

"Sikong Jing has not fallen into anyone's hands. He has already reached the first level of heaven."

"Kurachi... let's chase."

After saying that, Yu Xiandeng took his son and flashed into the Divine Prison Tower, and headed straight to the first heaven.

The few people who were sucked in looked at each other and let out a long breath.

They were people from a small force who were looking for opportunities in the Endless Sword Sea. They quickly flashed back to the Endless Sword Sea, and the news about Sikong Jing of the Yu League entering the sword-walking small world began to spread from their mouths.

……

Here, Sikong Jing came to the first level of sword travel.

The sky seen from below has turned into a sea of ​​swords under feet, and the sky seen when looking up is the second heaven.

At this time, Sikong Jing wanted to contact Yu Xianpo, but found that he couldn't get through...

Here, different worlds cannot communicate with each other.

Even if they were in the same realm, they might not be able to communicate successfully, because there were so many chaotic sword flows and sword formations here.

After thinking about it...Bang!

Sikong Jing crushed the signal bead and could only use it to remind Yu Xianpo that he had entered.

Afterwards, Sikong Jing looked down again and spoke quietly: "To avoid trouble, I will go directly to the second heaven first... The sword fragments are randomly scattered, and no one knows where they are. It doesn't matter where I go."

"It's just a matter of luck. As for the first sword miracle, I can come back and watch it when I have time."

Thinking of this, Sikong Jing immediately rushed up and entered the second heaven. (End of this chapter)