Then, Gongyang Ren roared at Sikong Jing again and again: "Sikong Jing, let Ying'er go. I promise you, I can promise you anything."
His voice gradually became pleading at the end.
"Don't worry, Imperial Master Gongyang. As long as I reach an absolutely safe place, I will let Miss Gongyang go."
"The premise is that I must be safe enough to say goodbye!"
After Sikong Jing finished speaking, he accelerated with the treasure, and the demonic dragon disappeared like a meteor in an instant.
At the same time, Gongyang Nin also quickly led people to chase him out. He could not let Sikong Jing leave with his granddaughter.
Lu Lingun stayed behind. He looked sharply at the people in the Holy Dragon Palace of War Spirits and said in a cold voice: "Qiu Qifeng, you and Sikong Jing are in the same group, right? You are the one who provided the demon dragon."
The demonic dragon just now belongs to the Holy Dragon Palace of War Spirits, and it is also a powerful being in the fifth extraordinary realm.
"What a joke, how could we and Sikong Jing be in the same group?"
"You have also seen how weird Sikong Jing is. He can easily conquer the demon dragon. He was also the chief student of the Long Night Holy Dragon Palace. I don't even know how he made the demon dragon obey."
In fact, this is also true. Qiu Qifeng really doesn't know how Sikong Jing conquered the demon dragon.
Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Qiu Qifeng pointed at the trembling monsters in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and said, "Didn't you see it? He just roared and all the monsters ran away."
Only then did Lu Lingun and others calm down their sharp eyes. Yes, the scene just now was too weird.
"Now, everyone in the Fighting Soul Holy Dragon Palace, listen to me and come with me to chase Sikong Jing." Qiu Qifeng didn't want to explain any more, nor did he want to stay any longer, so he led everyone to chase him out.
But the fighting spirit Xing Luo Gong was still behind them one by one, roaring loudly: "Qiu Qifeng, pretend, you are still pretending."
No matter what Qiu Qifeng said, the suspicion of War Soul Holy Dragon Palace was still too great.
In addition to the demon dragon being conquered, they also helped Sikong Jing block the Xingluo Palace just now. In short, the people from the Fighting Soul Xingluo Palace also chased him out, cursing all the way.
In the blink of an eye, both schools were chasing Sikong Jing's direction.
In the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, Lu Lingun could only order the generals of the War Soul Imperial Capital to hunt down Sikong Jing, causing the entire Imperial Capital to take action.
No matter whether he captures Sikong Jing or rescues Gong Yangying, there will be heavy rewards for them all.
The Imperial Master's Mansion was in chaos!
Almost only the Battle Spirit Tiandao Palace and a few students from the Tiandao Main Academy are left.
Xu Youyou said in a low voice: "Palace Master, and Senior Brother Pang, what should we do now? Should we pursue or ignore him?"
Senior Brother Pang is the talented student from the Tiandao Master Academy named Pang Hanjiang.
He suddenly smiled strangely and said: "Sikong Jing, haha... He is none of our business for the time being, but we still have a very interesting thing to do, which is to hunt down the iron-bone flying vulture."
"Ah?" Pang Gangjiang's words made Xu Youyou and others puzzled.
"If you can kill a monster in the soul-defying realm, and one that is seriously injured in the soul-defying realm, you can get very special materials."
When Sikong Jing left just now, the iron-bone flying eagle followed him into the sky and escaped from the Battle Soul Capital alone...
But the injury was also very serious, so Pang Gangjiang said this.
However, Xu Youyou said with some worry: "Sikong Jing is too cruel, should we stop infiltrating this muddy water?"
She was still frightened by Sikong Jing's ferocity in killing Mo Ci just now.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Pang Jianjiang burst into laughter and replied nonchalantly: "Without the iron-bone flying eagle, Sikong Jing is just an ordinary person. Can he still be ruthless?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Battle Spirit Tiandao Palace was stunned, and then they suddenly realized and were shocked.
Yes, Sikong Jing was able to kill Mo Ci entirely because of the power of the iron-bone flying eagle.
As long as the iron-bone flying eagle is gone, Sikong Jing will still be a martial arts genius, but he will only be one of many martial arts geniuses.
It is impossible for him to conquer the second soul-defying monster beast.
Thinking of this, everyone in the Battle Soul Tiandao Palace no longer hesitated, and all set off on horseback to chase the iron-bone flying eagle.
As they left, the Imperial Master's Mansion became calmer.
A few hours later, Gongyang Ren came back with Aunt Mian and others. His face was anxious and pale.
"National Master, what's wrong?" Lu Lingun, who was still here, hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
Gongyang Nin gritted his teeth and said: "Sikong Jing forced me not to continue chasing. He even forced me to stop the pursuing warriors Xingluo Palace, Shenglong Palace and others. Now he has escaped far away."
He was furious, but there was really nothing he could do. His granddaughter's life was still in his hands!
If you don't do what Sikong Jing said, Ying'er will die. Gongyang Ren will never doubt how ruthless Sikong Jing's methods are.
Lu Lingun was dumbfounded and yelled strangely: "This, this, this... the Imperial Master, I'm afraid that Sikong Jing won't let Ying'er go even if he leaves."
If the opponent was not a national master, Lu Lingun would have slapped him.
After the Imperial Master let Sikong Jing leave, he completely lost track of him. It would be extremely difficult to catch him again, and Gong Yangying's fate was completely in his hands. He was too passive.
Twitching the corner of his mouth, the Gong Yang Ren certainly understood this truth, but what could he do?
He could only let out a long sigh and said: "Now I can only bet on Sikong Jing's character, and I also told him that if there is anything wrong with Ying'er, I will kill Wang Ge."
After hearing this, Lu Lingun let out a sigh of relief. Now everyone knew that Wang Ge was an existence that Sikong Jing could not touch.
Now, they can only wait!
That night, the people in the Battle Soul Imperial City stayed up all night.
Mo Ci's death has spread wildly, and Sikong Jing's name is even more shocking and frightening.
At the same time, countless people cursed Sikong Jing and prayed for the safe return of Fairy Moon Soul.
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At dawn, a fierce battle broke out in a small mountain range called Nonghun outside the Battle Soul Imperial Capital.
It is the battle of the Battle Spirit Tiandao Palace and the siege of the Iron-bone Flying Eagle.
The Iron-bone Eagle was so seriously injured that it screamed repeatedly during the siege, and finally fell to the ground so hard that it almost lost its voice.
After confirming that it couldn't resist, Pang Jianjiang said coldly: "Pick off the bones of the iron-skeletal vulture one by one."
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately took action, and everyone was extremely excited.
The body of a monster in the Soul-Reverse Realm and the inner elixir of a monster in the Soul-Reverse Realm are of terrifying value, and now they belong to them.
"Haha, Senior Brother Pang... I didn't expect that we would gain the most from this battle with Sikong Jing."
A student from the Tiandao Main Academy laughed loudly, holding a knife and slashing at the iron-bone flying eagle that had lost its resistance.
Then, the bones of the iron-bone flying vulture were removed one by one, and the scene was extremely bloody.
Pang Jiangjiang also took action himself, picking out the bones and saying, "This is called a mantis stalking a cicada and an oriole behind it. It's really exciting."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice sounded.
"Then have you little oriole ever thought that there is a demonic dragon behind you?"
As the voice suddenly sounded, a terrifying cold wind swept past. Everyone in the Tiandao Academy looked up and saw Sikong Jing standing on a demon dragon of the extraordinary fifth realm, covered in blood.