Chapter 206 The Anger and Fear of the Beast Kings, Magical Creations

Chapter 206 The anger and fear of the beast kings, magical creations, and ultra-small flesh and blood altars.

Various social platforms and chat software are also full of various opinions.

"Fuck! Warriors from aristocratic families? Five of them! All of them died, it's so scary!"

"Woo woo woo... a prodigal son who returns to the right path is worth more than gold. I admit that I have changed my opinion of the warriors from aristocratic families!"

"Are you crazy? Even if you kill a strange beast, there is no such way to kill it! What's the difference between this and actively committing suicide?"

"The person above has a hole in his brain! No matter what the result is, they dare to kill the strange beast, do you dare? You can only talk nonsense! If you can do it, you can do it!"

"Weird! It's really weird! Those warriors from aristocratic families who are greedy for life and afraid of death and can only oppress the internal forces actually took the initiative to kill the battlefield of all races! And they were all destroyed! This is too weird!"

"Agree! The whole incident reveals an indescribable sense of weirdness. Could it be that they were possessed by some dirty thing?"

"Haha! It feels like the sun is rising from the west! The world is so absurd!"

"..."

But no matter how you guess or think, it can't affect anything.

However, after this incident, the trend of practicing martial arts in Daxia became more popular.

Even the aristocratic families were gone, and the Daxia officials did not give a definite result for such a terrible thing.

If they don’t strengthen their strength, who knows what will happen in the future.

Although it’s useless to practice, three ninth-grade masters have died.

But doing so can have some psychological effect and give them some confidence.

What’s more, if they really encounter a desperate situation, the worst thing is to use the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method" and die together!

It is precisely because of this that the sales volume, which was about to reach the limit, has increased again.

The folk customs of the high-level martial arts world are so fierce that they will bite off a piece of their opponent before they die.

Don’t care about life and death, just fight if you don’t accept it.

In fact, these people don’t know that the cause of everything is just that those aristocratic families have set their sights on Lin Pingan.

On the other side, deep in the battlefield of all races, the beast kings gathered together again and communicated with their mental power. The focus of their topic was also related to it.

Huge monsters that were hundreds of meters high covered the sky and occupied one side.

The pressure they exuded made no beasts dare to approach within a thousand miles.

In the distant Shanhai City, looking at the pressure gathering thousands of miles away, the strong men of the human race were also paying attention all the time.

As the saying goes, you should not have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others, let alone facing the beasts.

Although it seems that the beast kings have no intention of attacking, who knows if they will take the opportunity to attack, or cross Shanhai City and enter the human territory.

Even though they won a big victory last time, these strong men did not dare to underestimate it.

It is related to the survival of the race and the life and death of countless people. We must be careful.

Those who are careless have been killed long ago.

The strong men of the human race who are still alive, even those who seem to be reckless and brainless, are not as simple as they seem, and they are all vigilant.

Because it has been a short time since the last war, the injuries of the beast kings have not healed yet.

The strong recovery ability is only relative. The injuries they suffered were all from the same level of human strongmen, so it is not so easy to heal.

At this moment, a bull-shaped beast king with a bald head looked towards Shanhai City with angry eyes from time to time.

For it, it can be said that everything has been unfavorable recently. Hundreds of thousands of human blood food that need to be handed over have not been settled. Some time ago, a horn was broken in the war.

After countless blood sacrifices, it finally contacted the well-developed organization, but it lost contact completely two days ago.

Yesterday, there was a human madman who blew himself up at a disagreement. If he hadn't run fast and used another horn as a price, he would have died at that time.

It's so unlucky that even drinking cold water makes your teeth stick.

Now, it has become a commander without troops. Let alone the beast generals, even the beast soldiers are dead.

"Damn human race, they are here to provoke us again, we must kill them... We must kill them!"

"That's right! I agree, it's only been a few days since the last war, and they are attacking again, and they are targeting the beast king. They clearly don't take us seriously."

"This time, the human race took the initiative to provoke the war, and we must respond! Otherwise, it will happen more times in the future."

"I agree! No one wants to be attacked while sleeping in the territory!"

"..."

However.

When discussing this, a beast king suddenly said weakly.

"But... we didn't fight last time, this time..."

As soon as the voice came, the many mental powers that converged together calmed down instantly.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the scene was extremely awkward.

After a long time,

"Ahem... Don't worry... The situation has been reported! There will be support! I heard that a dragon clan master will come to coordinate this time!"

"Really? That's great!"

"Ahahaha... Dragon Clan!!! Great! Let's see if the human race dares to continue to be arrogant this time!"

"Then wait until that master shows up."

"Yes, yes, yes! We can't beat them again, so we won't go up and give them up!"

"..."

For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.

But at this moment, a beast king suddenly spoke.

"We suffered a lot yesterday. The Sky-Swallowing King, the Wind-Chasing Rabbit King, the Bloodthirsty Wolf King, and the other five all died. Who collected their bodies? They need to be taken back to the depths for burial..."

Suddenly, there was a dead silence at the scene.

"Ahaha... Who saw it? I don't know!"

"I didn't find it. There was nothing when I went there!"

"Yes! That's right! After they died, their bodies seemed to be taken away by the strong men of the human race!"

"..."

All the beast kings present denied seeing it, but a few of them revealed a hint of cunning in their eyes.

The body of the ninth-grade beast king is a good thing. Whoever hands it over is an idiot.

It is much better to increase strength and recover from injuries than to give it away for free.

As for the so-called return of the body, it is just a joke.

It will definitely enter the stomach of other beast kings. Even if it doesn't, it will be offered to the beast kings of the big tribes.

There is no other possibility.

After more than ten breaths, seeing that they could not get any benefits, the beast kings also cut through the void and left, returning to their respective territories to recuperate.

Daxia Academy, Villa No. 1.

Lin Pingan had an idea, and took out a piece of blood and flesh of the eighth-grade beast general from the space ring, limited its pressure, and cooked it.

"There is only this last piece left, there is no stock!"

"I forgot, I really forgot, I actually forgot to take back the corpses of the ninth-grade beast kings yesterday, this is a bargain for those beasts."

"Forget it, I will kill two more when I have time, and kill the beast kings with better meat."

"By then, we will have everything!"

After muttering a few words, Lin Pingan did not take it too seriously.

For him, it was just as he said.

Ninth-grade beast king?

Just garbage that can be killed at will!

In addition to providing civilization value, the only function left is food.

A few hours later, after enjoying his appetite and recalling a little, he suddenly found an interesting thing from the memories of those evil cult remnants.

With a thought, a small altar hidden in the space ring communication appeared in Lin Ping'an's hand.

It looked like the size of a palm, but it weighed tens of thousands of pounds.

Of course, for him, this was no different from a toy, which he could pick up and play with lightly.