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The 38th show of power, the transformation of gods and humans, thousands of red threads, piercing the void.

On the other side of the battlefield, several beast kings were also caught off guard and violently attacked.

That fierce attack was like a shooting star chasing the moon, landing on the fatal spot with precision and cruelty.

Accompanied by the sound of broken bones and the muffled sound of internal organs being injured, several beast kings roared in pain and stinky blood spurted out of their mouths.

His body fell to the ground weakly, angrily and helplessly cursing the Daxia warrior.

"Despicable human race! Surprise attack!"

"Damn it! You're just an eighth-grade ant! How dare you...how dare you do this? You guys...you guys really deserve to die!"

"Ho! There's a fair fight!"

"..."

However, for Daxia warriors, there is no absolute fairness in the battle of life and death.

What's more, now it's just tit for tat!

The previous beast king also chose to sneak attack the eighth-grade grandmaster Chen Tao in order to eliminate the threat in advance.

For now, it's just a cycle of cause and effect.

At this moment, many great masters burst out with ninth-level combat power, as if they were showing off their power.

No more pretense, let’s show off our cards. Daxia’s eighth-grade counterattack against the Beast King is as easy as playing.

One by one, the beast generals fell down like wheat being harvested. Many beast kings who were watching the battle were seriously injured by this sudden wave of sneak attacks.

What was originally an incredible feat seemed to have become commonplace at this moment.

Seeing this unexpected change, the people of Daxia who watched the projection seemed to suddenly realize it.

"That's right! I had forgotten that our Daxia warriors are extremely powerful now. Killing strange beasts of the same level is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables."

"Hey! The change is too fast! It's still the same old thoughts and ideas. I've forgotten this too."

"This is all thanks to the patron saint Lin Ping'an. He is really the pillar of Daxia. Without those terrifying techniques he created, I can't imagine what this battle would be like."

"Ahem...I wonder if you are too happy too early. The tide of alien beasts in the projection is as turbulent as the sea, and the dead beasts, generals and beast kings are just a drop in the bucket."

"..."

At the same moment, the outbreak of the eighth-grade grand masters made many beast kings fearful and suspicious of the beast king.

The participating ninth-grade experts also looked at each other at this moment.

A series of discussions on the intersection of spiritual power information.

"Stop pretending! Kill these beasts first! We must establish our authority to intimidate other beast kings."

"Since it broke out, let's just show it off!"

"There are still three giants and other strong men behind us. It's time to give these damn beasts a little bit of shock from the Daxia warriors."

"..."

With that said, these ninth-grade experts began to show their true strength, and in an instant, the current battle situation was reversed.

"Boom boom boom~"

"Ho! No! This is impossible!"

"You...you...how can you be so strong? Hiding your strength? No! This is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!"

"Too insidious! Damn insidious blood food! I will never let you go even to death!"

"..."

On this battlefield, there was a soul-shaking, heart-piercing cry of despair.

The most powerful beast kings fell one after another.

They were once so high above the sky, but now they all fell in a pool of blood, unable to look up to the sky anymore.

Frequent visions appeared in the sky, as if the sky was also weeping for this tragic scene.

Pieces of clouds as red as blood intertwined and rolled, like a series of poignant and tragic pictures.

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Whenever a beast king dies, a beam of blood shines straight into the sky, and a rain of blood flows down.

It was the last ditch effort of life and a silent indictment of ruthless fate.

In this short period of time, the shadow of death spread rapidly, and the number of beast kings decreased sharply.

Ten, twenty, thirty...

Those beast kings who were originally proud of the others were as fragile as candles in the wind, falling crazily.

After each beast king falls, the earth trembles, and the mountains and rivers seem to mourn for it.

"Boom boom boom~"

Huge beasts measuring several hundred meters or more than a thousand meters fell from the sky, creating huge craters, raising dust and crushing many strange beasts.

In the human realm of Daxia, looking at the powerful ninth-level warriors showing off their power on the projection, countless people screamed.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

"Ah... it's so terrifying! This punch is like the heavens are falling. No wonder it is called the Heaven-Shaking God Fist."

"This is the pinnacle of the ninth rank! It's so powerful!"

"..."

The fighting style of this strong man under discussion is indeed unique and eye-catching.

He does not rely on any magical weapon, but uses his own flesh and blood as the most powerful weapon.

The body is as hard as fine steel that has been tempered for thousands of times, and every inch of skin contains enough power to shake the world.

Every time he strikes with a fist, it is as if the mountain that has been silent for hundreds of millions of years collapses in an instant, containing powerful power that can overturn the universe and rewrite the sun, moon, and stars.

That kind of momentum is like a thunderbolt, shaking people's hearts; that kind of power is like a great wave, unstoppable.

The defenses that those beast kings were so proud of seemed so vulnerable in front of this ninth-grade peak, as fragile as a thin layer of paper.

Whether it's a dragon snake with scales as hard as iron, or a wild mammoth with rough skin and thick flesh.

Under the fist of Li Feng, the Shaking God Fist, they could only be turned into fragments all over the sky, unable to withstand this majestic power originating from the origin of life.

Every attack was accompanied by violent vibrations in the air and slight distortion of the space, as if even time had stopped for him at that moment.

The desperate wails of the beast kings reflected the invincible posture of this ninth-level expert.

In addition, there was a ninth-grade strongman wearing a red robe, who used his energy and blood to condense into needles, and instantly pierced the Beast King's body with thousands of holes, like a sieve.

In addition, the heroic appearance of other ninth-level experts also aroused cheers and discussions from countless people.

"Look...look at that one...she's so powerful! Even more terrifying than the God-Shaking Fist. Goddess! She's really a Valkyrie!"

"Shh... don't talk nonsense, be careful if that person finds out, then you will be in big trouble."

"I know... I know... that person is a ruthless person... It is said that he will forcefully practice the Xuan-level "Sunflower Book" to a level that has never been achieved before or will be achieved by anyone since. Ninth level, extremely fast, unparalleled in the world."

"Hiss, hiss...Sunflower? Book? Second Brother Qie? He's a werewolf! He's a bit more ruthless than a ruthless person."

"..."

The ninth-grade peak person being discussed was wearing a robe as red as fire.

The robe was like a raging flame billowing in the wind, and every slight movement seemed to carry blazing monsters and endless evil.

The figure is graceful and graceful, exuding a different kind of charm, like a peerless beauty.