Beast God of War

Chapter 1430 Battle King Halberd, Horror Ice Puppet
Sikong Jing smiled back, and then refocused his mind on learning the Bahun Tianmo Halberd.

dong dong dong...

He stepped out of the castle step by step, and walked towards the jet-black ultimate imperial soldier, the Overlord's Halberd, which was inserted on the ground.

Stopped, and after standing in front of the halberd for a few breaths, Sikong Jing slowly opened his eyes.

Sensing the aura of Sikong Jing, a smile flashed across the mind of the Bahun Venerable, and he said with a chuckle: "Brother Su, do you think this kid can make the Tyrant War that you and I created together in one day?" Where is the king's halberd pulled up?"

"I'm really looking forward to it, but it's a pity you can't see it."

Of course he didn't get any answer to his words, and of course the brother Su he was talking about was not around.

Tyrannical Soul Lingying was talking to himself, and at the same time looked at Sikong Jing full of jokes, and said to himself: "Don't look at this kid who is full of confidence now, he will definitely growl at me in a short time .”

"Maybe I have to give up the challenge, I can't even pull out the halberd, and I'm still challenging."

When the words fell, the Sikong Jing in his eyes had already grasped the Overlord Warlord's Halberd.

Then I lifted it hard...it didn't move at all!
Behind him, the Tyrannical Soul Lingying above the castle smiled even more cheerfully.

But he didn't notice the gleam in Sikong Jing's eyes, and then he, who turned his back to the Tyrannical Soul, was also laughing, and said in a low voice: "I know it's not that simple, but..."

hum...

Intense zhenqi suddenly burst out from Sikong Jing's body, it was extremely domineering zhenqi, and it was suppressed to the extreme after it was forged from the six meridians of the peak monster beasts in the Emperor Wu period.

At the same time, the beast's heart was moving "bang bang", crazily pouring out stronger and more domineering power.

Then, his human-shaped ghost merged into his body, and his animal-shaped ghost also merged into his whole body. The next moment, all his power circulated the breath of the Tyrant Soul Heavenly Demon Halberd he had just comprehended, and finally blasted into the body of the Tyrannical King Halberd.

"Roar……"

The soldier soul in the Overlord's Halberd seemed to be roaring at this moment, and actually let out a sound of incomparable excitement.

buzzing...

The next moment, the body of the Overlord's Halberd buzzed, and then Sikong Jing pulled it out forcefully.

boom……

A terrifying and vast aura shot up into the sky in vain, and a huge phantom of the King's Halberd formed above Sikong Jing's head. Immediately afterwards, the Tyrannical King's Halberd was pulled out of the ground bit by bit, and the ground under the halberd continued to separate.

"Damn it, how is it possible?" Ba Hun Lingying's eyes widened, but his smile was absent.

And he was just a small thought spirit.

To put it bluntly, it is to separate a little power from the spirit shadow and turn it into a small clone of the spirit shadow. It has no wisdom and can only act according to the orders stipulated by the master of the soul.

So although he was extremely surprised, he couldn't find out how Sikong Jing did it.

Although he just said something about Brother Su, it was just the memory of Lord Ba Hun's body in the little spirit shadow.

He was very shocked now, but he didn't do anything.

At this moment, Sikong Jing finally pulled out the Overlord's Halberd, and then he raised it high above his head.

Although Sikong Jing is not wearing a battle armor, just a black cloth, but the moment he raised the Overlord's Halberd, his whole demeanor changed completely, as handsome as a general...

roar roar...

The next moment, the black war puppets who hadn't reacted at first seemed to come to life. Their eyes flashed a faint red light, and they stared at Sikong Jing one by one, exuding a strong and loyal aura.

Among them, the strongest is the Heavenly King Realm of the Spirit Martial Stage, and the weakest is the War Martial Realm of the War Martial Stage...

That is to say, the minions are at the martial arts level, and the generals are from weak to strong until they are at the king level. They are the strongest generals. They are just like what the lord of the Bahun said, they only listen to the orders of the master of the Bazhanwanghalberd.

"Let's go, crusade!"

Sikong Jing's voice burst out from his mouth...

The next moment there was another loud bang, and war horses appeared from under the ground. Of course, they were all war puppets. Among them, Sikong Jing's war puppets were also in the realm of the Heavenly King Realm of the Lingwu period, tall and mighty!
Sikong Jing jumped up, and with a wave of Wang Ji, he took the lead in charging towards the distant castle.

All the war puppets got on horses, and those without horses walked, and they caught up closely with Sikong Jing.

In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the forest in front of the castle.

In the sky above the castle, the spirit shadow of the Lord Tyrannical Soul looked at the rushing soldiers and horses, and murmured to himself: "This is so fucking different from what was planned. This kid seems a bit awesome. Dongba Branch Where did you get it from?"

It's a bit messy, but it's still the same, his memory is only left by the Tyrannical Soul itself.

As much as you want to leave him, that is how much...

So now he only knows those things that are predetermined, which are completely different from what he sees in front of him. According to the predetermined situation, when the halberd is taken, the challenger will feel extremely uncomfortable.

Then he will give advice to the challenger, that is, how to better use the power of the Tyrannical Soul Heavenly Demon Halberd to successfully take the halberd...

As a result, not only did he not show any discomfort, he even pulled out the Ba Zhanwang Halberd.

"Half a month, he has already saved a day." In the end, Tyrant Soul Lingying just muttered to himself.

In the mountains and forests, Sikong Jing had no idea what was planned.

He was sitting on the battle puppet horse, still comprehending and learning the moves of Tyrant Soul Heavenly Demon Halberd more deeply, and at the same time began to order to explore the enemy's situation... Tyrant Soul Lingying also said very clearly before that the enemy is not a war puppet controlled by him.

The meaning is exactly: the enemy war puppet is completely the enemy, I don't know where the Bahun Venerable got it, but it is definitely the Bahun Venerable's enemy, and the opponent will never show mercy after encountering it.

This is the Tyrannical Soul Secret Realm, and there are no little monsters around for him to control, so he has to rely entirely on the battle puppets in his hands to act.

In a blink of an eye, three days and three nights passed...

Finally, there was a report from the scouts and war puppets that an enemy appeared, and it was a small group of scouts from the enemy.

A cold light flashed in Sikong Jing's eyes, and he directly ordered: "Take it!"

Soon, the enemy's war puppet was taken down and brought in front of him, the chief general. Sikong Jing finally saw what the enemy's war puppet looked like. The ice-colored armor was exactly the ice-colored war puppet.

Without any hesitation, Sikong Jing directly chopped off all of them.

The war puppets do not have any intelligence, so of course it is useless to keep them, and you can't even ask them. However, after Sikong Jing chopped off these ice-colored war puppets, he inspected them carefully.

Then, his eyes flashed.

"What a terrifying battle puppet, much stronger than my black battle puppet. At the same level, two of them are probably not enough to fight alone."

After researching, Sikong Jing was a little shocked.

The ice-colored puppet is stronger than his black puppet, that is, at the same level, only two black puppet can deal with one of the opponent, which is very life-threatening for him.

If they charge at the same time, it is enough for the enemy to have twice as few puppets.

"And the number of ice puppets in the enemy will be doubled?"

Sikong Jing muttered to himself again, then shook his head and said, "Obviously it's impossible, otherwise it wouldn't be a challenge. I'm afraid the enemy has more ice puppets than mine, or at least it's equal."

Thinking of this, Sikong Jing understood the importance of himself, because he was the only real person in the entire battlefield.

(End of this chapter)