Beast God of War

A large number of demonic beast mounts and other creatures were connected to Sikong Jing's Beast Slaughter Formation, and then huge sword-shaped weapons were raised high!
Rumble…

Countless sword beams collided with the blood-red waterfall of the Great Emperor of Absolute Hatred.

In the sky, crimson and pitch-black light intertwined.

Ling'ou clenched her fists and let out a long breath: "Using troops and formations to block Juehen's attack and narrow the gap between him and the Great Emperor, so Sikong Jing controlled the demon beasts to prepare for this."

Thinking of this, Ling'ou quickly looked at the battle ahead and discovered that the shattered space was beginning to close.

She hadn't seen Sikong Jing's figure yet; he disappeared after he broke out of her spiritual sea of ​​consciousness... But the next moment, Ling Ou's eyes widened.

As the space gradually closed, a figure appeared amidst countless battle formation patterns.

She instinctively covered her mouth.

The figure was not Sikong Jing as she remembered him at all, but rather the image of a humanoid ferocious beast.

Giant black wings, six horns, and black scales covering its entire body...

"Sikong Jing is indeed the Lord of All Beasts. Is this his true form?"

Ling'ou murmured to herself. This was the image of the spirit clone of the Lord of Beasts that she had seen before. But the current Sikong Jing did not appear in human form, but rather in the form of a humanoid ferocious beast.

"He doesn't want to reveal his identity yet..."

"Sikong Jing doesn't want the Ten Absolutes to know that he is the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts."

At this moment, Ling'ou was filled with wild thoughts. She swallowed hard, knowing that the battle had only just begun.

bang bang bang bang...

The blood-red waterfall and the pitch-black, weapon-shaped sword light shattered completely, scattering like fireworks. But Ling'ou knew this was not just fireworks, not simply an aftershock...

Instead, it was the color of the spatial rifts torn apart after the two forces collided and scattered.

The next moment...whoosh!

The Great Emperor of Absolute Hatred emerged from the collapsed God's Main Island and floated down in front of the Great Emperor of Absolute Sword.

The latter is... wow!

Blood gushed from his mouth, and chunks of flesh fell from his body—it was the feeling of his possessed body collapsing. And in his eyes, there was a deep fear.

If Senior Brother Juehen had arrived even a moment later, he would have already been torn to pieces by that claw.

at this time……

Emperor Juehun, with the body of Blood Clan Chief Xue Yinsha, looked at Sikong Jing in his beast form.

Naturally, no one would recognize that this was Sikong Jing.

He glanced at the hordes of spirit beasts gathering around him, a slight smirk playing on his lips: "The true form of the Lord of Beasts, what a clever scheme! First, he ambushed and killed my junior brother, Juejian, and then used the entire spirit race to fight against me..."

"It's a pity you were outmaneuvered; my junior brother Juejian is still alive."

Sikong Jing, in his humanoid beast form, raised his blood-red eyes and smiled calmly...

"Indeed, we were outmaneuvered, but the Sword Emperor is already seriously injured."

He did not show the slightest emotional fluctuation because the Great Emperor Juehen saw through his plan.

Sikong Jing remained remarkably calm.

“He is seriously injured, but with Junior Brother Juejian here, you can’t gather the rest of the Spirit Clan.”

The Emperor of Absolute Hatred smiled calmly...

He then looked at Juejian beside him and instructed, "Junior brother, go and slaughter all the experts of the Spirit Clan above the Emperor level, and make sure they can't connect to the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts' Slaughter Formation."

Whether the Sword Emperor is dead or alive makes a huge difference.

If they die, the remaining experts of the Spirit Race can gather in droves.

If Emperor Juehen cannot kill Sikong Jing immediately, as more and more Spirit Clan experts gather, Juehen's fate will be to flee... or die!

Although the Sword Emperor was seriously injured, he was still able to hold off the assembled Spirit Clan.

He readily agreed... After glaring fiercely at Sikong Jing, the Great Emperor of Absolute Sword immediately darted off towards the main island of the gods.

Although the Great Emperor of Absolute Hatred and others had just killed many members of the Spirit Race.
However, the Spirit Clan is still one of the ten strongest clans. No matter how fast they are killed, there will still be many who escape. Only by annihilating all the Spirit Clan members above the Emperor level will Sikong Jing have no chance.

Even if a small fry forms a killing formation, it's not very useful against a great emperor.

However, just as the Sword Emperor set foot on the collapsing Divine Spirit Island...

puff!
A sword beam suddenly pierced through the mind and consciousness of the Sword Emperor.

This sword light was incredibly strange, sudden, and fierce.

Neither the Emperor of Absolute Hatred nor the heavily injured Emperor of Absolute Sword had anticipated the sudden attack.

The spirit seagulls on the tiny spirit island also stared wide-eyed...

"Who ambushed the Sword Emperor?"

The images of Ling Que and the others flashed through her mind. Could it be that they had escaped from the Cave of the Dead?

"you you you……"

"Why can you condense a new spirit clone so quickly?"

The Sword Emperor, whose spiritual sea of ​​consciousness had been pierced, uttered a sound of disbelief.

Upon closer inspection, the distant gulls realized that the one who had pierced through the mind of the Sword Emperor was none other than Sikong Jing himself.

Is it Sikong Jing's spirit clone, or the six-cornered form of Black Wing?

"I said, today I will use the swordsmanship of your disciple, Emperor Bian Gu, to kill you."

"How could we go back on our word?"

The beast-hearted body before the Great Emperor of Absolute Sword spoke in an icy voice: "However, you cannot completely destroy it now, lest the old thief Juedan be enraged and return to kill you... You can destroy your spirit shadow later."

With a bang, the body possessed by the Sword Emperor was bloodied and instantly shattered into dust.

His spirit was seized by the Beast Heart Body.

"Junior Brother Juejian..."

Such a scene naturally fueled the extreme hatred of the Great Emperor of Absolute Hatred, and he turned to blast the Beast Heart Body on the Divine Spirit Main Island.

But at that moment, Sikong Jing, at the center of the Beast Slaughter Formation, spoke up: "Juehen, you dare to turn back and try..."

There was a bang...

The savage killing intent of the beast swept over Emperor Juehun, causing him to abruptly stop in his tracks, afraid to make any rash moves. If he were to expose his back to the true form of the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, something terrible would happen.

At this moment, Ling'ou was already excited.

This is Sikong Jing's true form, confronting the Great Emperor Juehun; over there is Sikong Jing's spirit clone, who has already slain the Great Emperor Juejian.

good……

Just as Ling'ou saw, Sikong Jing confronted Jue Hen in his true form.

His beastly body had already ascended the collapsing God's Main Island, all for the purpose of launching another sneak attack on the Sword Emperor.

Of course, because he was given far too little time, the beast heart body that was reconstituted was actually very weak.

If the first attack fails, you'll be blown up again.

After all, the Beast Heart Body and the Beast Form Spirit Shadow had just self-destructed not long ago.

But this time he was lucky. The Sword Emperor was seriously injured and distracted, which allowed him to successfully defeat him.

Suddenly... Buzz!

Just as Ling Ou was about to jump for joy, a spirit shadow suddenly flashed out from behind Emperor Juehen, and then he said angrily, "Do you think you're the only one with a spirit shadow clone?"

With that, the spirit clone of the Great Emperor of Absolute Hatred charged towards the Beast Heart Body. (End of Chapter)