Beast God of War

It was also when Qin Luoluo, filled with lingering hatred, caught Qin Jiaojiao's ethereal form...

Boom!

The three emperors who remained in the palace all rushed in.

They had come after hearing the sounds of battle, and their eyes widened the moment they saw Sikong Jing.

"It's that Hanyu Sikong Jing, who extracted Shi Jianzi's essence blood. He actually came. He killed Lady Xueyuan."

One by one, they recognized Sikong Jing and screamed incessantly.

Then... war!

Facing 30% of the main force of the Primordial Invaders, Sikong Jing was prepared and charged out with his sword.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Intense screams echoed continuously within this primordial mobile palace.

In Qin Luoluo's eyes, who had successfully possessed his body, Sikong Jing, with the power of a Six Tribulation Emperor, killed one Primordial Emperor after another. Even when facing an Eight Tribulation Emperor, he was killed instantly, displaying unparalleled strength and power.

In Sikong Jing's eyes, the 30% of the invaders' main force was nothing.

I don't know how long they chopped it...

Qin Luoluo followed Sikong Jing and left the palace.

They flew swiftly towards the Spirit Seal Realm, leaving only the howling of the evil spirits behind them... The evil spirits were frantically devouring the numerous corpses that Sikong Jing had killed.

On a small divine ship...

Qin Luoluo looked at Sikong Jing's upright figure and asked in a trembling voice...

"Young Master Sikong..."

"Are you asking me to possess Qin Jiaojiao's body to prepare for entering the Primordial Universe Great World in the future?"

At this moment, Qin Luoluo was no longer the Aurora Goddess she once was in the Realm Within a Realm. She controlled the body that belonged to Qin Jiaojiao and weakly gazed at the indescribable Han Yu man in front of her.

Without turning around, Sikong Jing paused for a moment before speaking calmly: "Divine Relic Academy, Divine Relic Small World."

"The Nine Heavens Emperor and his demonic beasts left behind a large amount of essence blood, which nurtured you sword disciples and sword maidens. If I have the opportunity, I would certainly like to explore it."

"I really want to know where they are now, and whether they are really dead."

Since the Tribulation of Punishment began, Sikong Jing felt that his potential enemies were no longer just the Primordial Universe Great World.

In particular, the mysterious powerful figures within the Hell Array made Sikong Jing uneasy.

And then there was that mysterious voice reminding me when I left the Hell Array…

After surviving the divine tribulation, one is suppressed; only by reaching the level of the Nine Heavens Emperor can one avoid this.

A cold glint flashed, and Sikong Jing changed the subject...

"Next, I'll help you kill Shi Feng."

"That illusionary ritual should have been seen by now; Xueyuan's life lamp has shattered."

……

The Sword Dao Inheritance Tournament is still ongoing in the plaza outside the Sword Annihilation Palace...

But the old swordsman from Qianmiao Palace suddenly trembled violently because Huanli and others hidden in his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness suddenly unleashed terrifying spiritual power.

It almost shattered his mental center and sea of ​​consciousness.

The elder spirits of Qianmiao Palace quickly asked in their spiritual realm, "Lord Huanli, what happened?"

As soon as I finished speaking... Buzz!

He then saw the phantom spirit suddenly flash out of the treasure space and appear in his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Without saying a word, Huanli completely took control of his body.

"Soul Split, Ten Thousand Runs..."

"With Xue Yuan killed, everyone immediately mobilized to hunt down Sikong Jing's spirit clone."

Upon witnessing the shattering of Xueyuan's Life Lamp, Huanli and the other two Ninth Tribulation cultivators naturally realized that a major problem had arisen. They also understood that the Sword Dao Inheritance Conference before them was an even greater trap than they had anticipated.

We must act immediately; we must capture Sikong Jing's spirit clone to take him hostage.

Boom boom boom boom boom... In an instant, everyone Huan Li brought erupted outside the Sword Annihilation Palace.

Three Ninth Tribulation Emperor Venerables, along with 70% of their main force Emperor Venerables, launched a full-scale attack on the demonic spirit that was preaching.

However, the demonic spirit remained unmoved. Facing the terrifying onslaught of three Primordial Nine Tribulations, it did not retreat in the slightest, seemingly still completely unaware of what was happening.

But just as the three Ninth Tribulation cultivators were about to kill him... *Whoosh!*

An incredibly solid barrier appeared, completely protecting the demonic phantom.

At the same time, countless streams of true energy and demonic power surged from all directions, transforming into arrays of killing forces that crisscrossed and completely surrounded Huan Li and the others.

"what's the situation?"

"What...what happened all of a sudden?"

The ten thousand geniuses and a thousand elders outside the Sword Annihilation Palace were all stunned. They were still receiving the inheritance with great enthusiasm when suddenly the world changed drastically. The three Ninth Tribulation Emperors of the Primordial Universe suddenly emerged from the crowd.

Then came the crisscrossing battle formations that surrounded these people from the Primordial Universe.

The atmosphere instantly shifted from quiet to incredibly tense.

"Look, that's Qian Danxin from the former Qianmiao Palace. He's been controlled."

"That was the former Deputy Commander Qing Shui of the Qingye Palace. It seems she has also been controlled by the people of the Yuan Zhou."

"No, it's not being controlled..."

"Damn it, these people are still reminiscing about the former Five Heavenly Emperor Palaces. They are probably traitors who have defected to the Primordial Universe. They are the ones who brought the invaders from the Primordial Universe in here."

"More than thirty traitors, all of them sword geniuses and senior quasi-emperors. Is that many?"

"What do we do? Three Primordial Ninth Tribulation Realm experts have broken in."

Those who were originally receiving the inheritance began to panic.

One by one, they drew their swords, ready to fight to the death, but many felt a chill run down their spines. Facing three Ninth Tribulation cultivators, they feared they would all perish here today.

"What are you worried about..."

Suddenly, an incredibly firm voice rang out…

"You all remained calm even though you didn't see Lord Sikong's spirit clone?"

"It proves that everything that happened was part of Lord Sikong's plan. Now we just need to follow along and make a big splash."

All the swordplay geniuses and elders looked at the person who had spoken.

It was none other than: Ling Wangjiao.

He gripped his sword, his killing intent palpable, and said, "Our time to prove ourselves has come. Just wait patiently for Lord Sikong's orders."

However, what he truly felt was...

"What the hell?!"

"The sixth level hasn't even been fully inherited yet, so why are these people from the Primordial Universe in such a hurry to come out?"

"My seventh level, my eighth level!"

Ling Wangjiao was filled with resentment. Even now, at the Sword Dao Inheritance Conference, Sikong Jing's demonic spirit hadn't fully inherited the sixth level, which greatly displeased him…

He felt that these invaders from the primordial universe were very impatient.

Why can't we wait until the inheritance is nearly complete before making a move?

Of course he didn't know that Huanli and the others also wanted to do the same, but Xueyuan's death was a very serious problem.

"So the Sword Dao Inheritance Tournament was indeed an operation to expose a traitor, but it has nothing to do with me..."

"Judging from the appearance of Sikong Jingling's shadow clone, this operation was well-prepared. I must perform even better. Perhaps after this, I can receive the rewards of the seventh and eighth levels."

Continuing to think in his mind, Ling Wangjiao kept shouting to the people around him, urging them to fight to the death against the invaders from the Primordial Universe.

Just as Ling Wangjiao was indulging in all sorts of wild fantasies...

Surrounded by enemies, Huanli stared intently at Sikong Jing's demonic phantom...

"Hanyu Sikong Jing, who killed Xue Yuan? Was it that being who underwent the Great Emperor Tribulation, who has returned?" (End of Chapter)