Once the old man's flesh and blood incarnation dies, the Great Desolation Formation will naturally be broken, which means that his plan is in vain.
"Whoosh!"
Xiao Long suddenly appeared in front of him and twisted him up directly.
The old man still wanted to struggle, but found that his Qi machine was firmly locked by Mo Wen in the distance, making him unable to move.
"Incarnation of flesh and blood? Not bad! Even the barbaric country has this kind of secret technique. It was you who taught Sikong Sheng, right?" Xiao Long sneered.
The old man stared at Xiao Long in front of him. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Why are you laughing?" Xiao Long said.
Mo Wen frowned, as if he had a bad premonition.
"Hahaha! Do you think Prince Sikong will only set up this trap? You are too naive!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, his body expanded rapidly, as if he wanted to self-destruct.
"bite!"
Xiao Long's pupils turned into the color of glass, and the law of time swept past, freezing this person in place.
The old man's body turned into a balloon, and it seemed that it would explode in the next second, but the scene was frozen there.
"Now that the soul power has greatly increased, it's time to control a soul slave and try it." Xiao Long stared at the old man. The vast soul power surrounded the man's sea of consciousness and injected one magic formula after another. Countless soul marks were imprinted on it.
He is in the sea of consciousness.
As the soul mark was engraved, the old man's pupils gradually turned into confusion.
A moment later, when the last soul mark entered, the old man's sea of consciousness was completely controlled by Xiao Long.
Xiao Long relaxed and the old man's swollen body shrank back to its original shape.
"Master!" The old man bowed slightly to Xiao Long.
"What's your name and your identity?" Xiao Long asked.
"The old slave's name is Man Jiu. He was originally a wandering warrior from the Wild Country. He was rescued by the Lord of the Wild Country and given a name. He is responsible for protecting the safety of Sikong Sheng." The old man said respectfully.
"Tell me what game Sikong Sheng has laid." Xiao Long continued.
"Sikong Sheng has laid out three rounds. The first one is the Great Desolation Formation of the old slave just now, which was destroyed by the master. The second one is..."
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud roar came from above the head, and a big hole opened in the ceiling. Then, a huge fist fell from the sky, smashing the old man into a meat pie.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The fist was retracted, leaving a big hole in the ceiling, and then wild laughter was heard coming from outside the top of the palace.
Looking out along the entrance of the cave, I saw a thousand-meter-high giant statue standing in the sky. On the statue's shoulders stood a familiar figure, none other than Sikong Sheng.
"Venerable Savage?" Xiao Long looked surprised when he saw the appearance of the statue.
"Xiao Chen, you didn't expect that when the Savage Country was established by the Savage Country, he left behind a giant statue. A fragment of the Savage Soul remained in the statue. Whenever the Savage Country faces a national crisis, this giant statue can be activated.
Statue, a giant statue at the pinnacle level of a king. If a person blocks a person and kills a Buddha, how can you fight with me? Hahaha!"
Sikong Sheng laughed wildly.
Mo Wen said with a solemn expression: "Xiao Chen, there must be a time limit after the activation of this kind of split soul. Why not retreat now and make plans later?"
"unnecessary!"
Faced with this situation, Xiao Long just took out a small palm-sized sculpture. As soon as the sculpture appeared in his hand, he wanted to fly away, but Xiao Long caught him back.
"Venerable Savage, you have a way to make that giant statue stop, right?" Xiao Long stared at the small sculpture in his hand and sneered.
"Buzz!" Venerable Savage kept vibrating.
"If you can't, I will burn your body to death. When the body disappears, your soul will also disappear. Am I wrong?" Xiao Long's eyes were cold.
"Buzz..." The Savage Venerable was so frightened that his whole body kept shaking, his eyes begging for mercy.
At this moment, Sikong Sheng had already controlled the giant statue and stepped down on it.
A wisp of Aurora Flame emerged from Xiao Long's fingertips and penetrated directly into the sculpture of the Savage Venerable.
"Ah!" A faint scream came from the sculpture.
The giant statue also stopped moving, covering its chest with both hands, its body trembling, and the rocks on its surface fell down.
"What!" Sikong Sheng's eyes almost dropped.
Why doesn't this giant statue move?
Even Mo Wen looked surprised and his face was filled with disbelief.
With a touch of Xiao Long's fingertips, one of the legs of the Savage Venerable was burned into nothingness.
"Boom!"
The giant statue suffered a backlash, and one of its legs instantly collapsed, turning into rubble and rolling down.
Xiao Long manipulated the Aurora Flame to swim around the body of the Savage Venerable.
"Boom!"
The giant statue fell from the sky and smashed directly into the palace. There was a loud "bang" and it exploded into a pile of rubble.
Sikong Sheng was stunned.
Mo Wen was also stunned.
The giant statue at the pinnacle level of the King, which the Savage Lord left behind to protect the country, why did it collapse inexplicably?
Sikong Sheng felt that his mind was in chaos. When he saw the trembling small sculpture in Xiao Long's hand, he suddenly understood.
"The Savage Lord is in your hands!" Sikong Sheng exclaimed, his voice becoming extremely sharp due to shock.
Xiao Long threw the sculpture into his sleeve and raised a sarcastic smile: "So what?"
The veins on Sikong Sheng's face protruded one by one, and he was shaking with anger. He looked up to the sky and roared: "Ah! The shocking situation I laid out is just gone! I won't accept it!"
"It's ridiculous!" Xiao Long sneered and shook his head.
Is this the so-called shocking situation? Xiao Long didn't know where Sikong Sheng got his confidence and thought he could stop him.
"I'm not willing to give in! However, I have one last trick! I don't believe it, I can't subdue you!" Sikong Sheng's eyes were cracked and he looked like he was crazy.
When he finished these words.
Boom!
From all directions, bursts of loud footsteps suddenly came, and the ground shook wildly. Looking around, you could see a black and boundless crowd, rushing over from a distance and converging crazily towards this side.
With just a few breaths, the crowd as dark as a dark cloud surrounded the palace area.
The sky and the earth are full of people, a hundred in the Imperial realm, tens of thousands in the Innate realm, and millions of ordinary warriors in the Ningzhen realm.
Among them, there are twenty people in the high-level imperial realm like Manxie!
These people are all the troops of the barbaric country!
Looking at the rushing crowds, Xiao Long showed no fear, but excitement emerged in his eyes.
I really have to thank Sikong Sheng. In his eyes, these armies are full of experience. He went to the wilderness country just for this moment!
"Xiao Chen, you didn't expect that the so-called civil strife and the separatism of the princes were all faked by me, just to lure you in. These people have been under my command for a long time. How big can you, a fifth-grade emperor, be able to conquer?