Chapter 3931: Resurrection, Pure Eldar

"Master Sikong, since you left here ten years ago..."

"The demonic energy here has become terrifying. The leaves of the Willow Leaf Holy Wall withered even faster. Almost all of them fell off a year ago."

"The vitality of the surrounding Willow Leaf Holy Wall has also become extremely weak. I can't withstand the demonic energy and can only burn the essence of life."

"If you come any later, I'll hang up again."

Stunned again, Sikong Jing thought about it for a while, then suddenly understood.

It was the demonic energy within the seventh forbidden layer, even more terrifying than the previous ones...

The existence of the Nine Heavens Demon Blood also affected the Spiritual Root Divine Willow, accelerating its withering and consuming its vitality.

Qian Wumie almost died again because of this.

He had no time to take care of the signal beads that he crushed a few years ago because he was always forcing himself to practice.

If he had passed the seventh level later, not only Qian Wumie and Tian Wuan would have died.

I'm afraid that the spiritual root Divine Willow will be completely destroyed.

"Sikong Jing, what are you doing? Stop humiliating us and kill us."

Tian Wuan's hoarse voice suddenly came.

Sikong Jing looked away...

The three of them fell into the devil's trap again, but fortunately they did not collapse as much as when they first entered the dark devil's world. They probably adapted to the influence of the devil's energy a little bit.

But the sixth and seventh floors combined took more than eleven years.

Their mentality has collapsed.

Ignoring the three people who were collapsing, Sikong Jing flashed again and entered the gate of the holy wall.

The spiritual root divine willow is so important.

I hope nothing happens to that little seedling. I’ll go and check it out first.

When Sikong Jing stepped into the gate of the holy wall, his pupils shrank violently. He saw a person sitting cross-legged next to Qingquan, a graceful and seemingly young woman.

It is: Willow with many leaves.

She exuded an incomparably pure spiritual vitality, protecting the young buds in the clear spring.

"The Spirit Tribe!"

At this moment, Sikong Jing blurted out, feeling surprised and astonished.

At this time, the reborn Liu Duoye exuded not only her original vitality, but also a smell that Sikong Jing was extremely familiar with, which was the smell of the spirit race's blood.

And it was purer than any other spirit race he had ever encountered.

It seems that Liu Duoye is the real spirit race.

All those he had met before, including Zha Ying, seemed to have turned into mixed-blood spirits in front of Liu Yeduo.

Liu Duoye raised her eyelids, revealing a vigilant look and asked...

"who are you?"

"Why was he able to enter the Willow Leaf Sacred Wall? Where is Sikong Jing? Where is he?"

I couldn't help but smile brightly...

Sikong Jing looked at his beard that was about to fall to the ground. He casually let his long beard fall to the ground. He smiled and said, "Ancestor Liu Duoye, congratulations on your rebirth. I am Sikong Jing."

Hearing this, Liu Duoye trembled all over...

He stared in disbelief at Sikong Jing, who still had a scruffy beard.

For a long time...

As if she had confirmed everything, she slowly stood up and bowed deeply to Sikong Jing...

"haven't seen you for a long time……"

"Thank you, Brother Sikong, for fulfilling my last wish. Thank you, Brother Sikong, for bringing me back to life."

Seeing this, Sikong Jing quickly helped her up in the air. This was the ancestor of Liuye Shengzhuang who was much older than him.

And I have received a lot of help from her.

Suddenly, Liu Duoye froze...

She stared at Sikong Jing with her mouth wide open, because the latter's realm had long exceeded her imagination: "You, what realm are you in now? How many years have passed? Is Yuexian okay?"

Su Yuexian, who was also her personally taught disciple and descendant, was the first person she thought of.

And her problem is the same as Qian Wumie's more than ten years ago.

After feeling Sikong Jing's terrifying aura, I thought many, many years had passed.

Smiling, Sikong Jing said, "About twenty years."

"My sister-in-law Yuexian should be doing well now. So many things have happened to her. I'll talk to Patriarch Duoye about it later..."

"I must leave here first to prevent the Willow Leaf Sacred Wall from continuing to be eroded."

As he spoke, Sikong Jing took a quick look at the spiritual root divine willow, which had already degenerated from a small seedling into a small tender bud.

He knew that he couldn't stay on the seventh floor for long and had to leave immediately.

We must quickly enter the eighth floor and go to the Emperor's Tomb.

Saying goodbye to Liu Duoye softly, Sikong Jing left the No. 1 Ten Thousand Beasts Prison in a flash, and then took out the signal bead that he and Su Yuexi had agreed upon, but found that ten years had passed without any signal bead, and it was broken again.

Proof that the anti-sealing faction is still staying in the Eastern Dragon Divine Territory...

This proves that the anti-sealing faction has not fought back to the territory of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. In other words, the available range of the Dark Demon Realm Ring is still under the control of the Ten Ancient Absolutes. In other words, he still cannot return to the Hanyu World at will.

"The marks of the Ten Ancient Absolutes are still on my body. They haven't disappeared just because I reached the Quasi-Emperor level."

"As the Great Elder said, I'm afraid I need to reach the Emperor level to grind it off."

As he spoke, Sikong Jing took out a large number of life lanterns.

They were all the life lamps of the people he cared about, and none of them were extinguished, which made Sikong Jing breathe a sigh of relief.

"The vast world of Hanyu should be in a state of anxiety in the next ten years, which is a good thing for the anti-sealing faction." Sikong Jing thought secretly, he flashed through and left the seventh floor.

He returned to the fourth floor and met the Warcraft Sword Spirit.

"I have passed the test of the seventh level and will enter the eighth level. I will also temporarily leave and go to the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm."

"I wonder if you would like to join me?"

This is the sword refined by the Great Emperor Jiuxiao. This is the sword that leads those who come after him to Jiuxiao to conduct experiments on using magic to control magic. And it has a deep obsession, wanting to see the Great Emperor Jiuxiao again and wanting to know more about him.

Before leaving, Sikong Jing wanted to ask it if it wanted to go together to look for the trace of Emperor Jiuxiao.

However, the Warcraft Sword Spirit refused...

"Unless I pass the nine levels of restrictions, I cannot leave. I am the leader of the experiment."

Without forcing it, Sikong Jing said goodbye and flashed back to the seventh level of the restriction.

His eyes were determined, and he flashed into the eighth floor...

Boom...

The moment he stepped into the eighth floor, waves of extremely strong sword intent surged in, but unlike the previous floors, he was not immediately trapped in the illusion of the nine heavens.

Instead, he saw thousands of sword shadows.

With another "hum" sound, all the sword shadows converged into a beautiful silhouette...

This is a woman in a white dress.

But Sikong Jing could tell at a glance that she was not a human, but a sword spirit like the Warcraft sword spirit.

Since it is a sword spirit, it naturally cannot be the Emperor Jiuxiao himself.

"Finally, someone has reached the eighth floor."

"I am the sword spirit that the Great Emperor Jiuxiao created using the evil spirits of the Yin spirit. You can call me... Xue Lian."

"Next, you can't choose to continue challenging the eighth level, because you haven't reached the Emperor's level yet. You now need to go to the Emperor's Tomb to hone your skills to become an Emperor... During this time, I will always follow you."

As soon as the words fell...swish!

A pure white sword fell in front of Sikong Jing.