However, what he finally waited for was an extremely bright light. This light was so strong that it was like a gap between the sky and the earth, and a ray of real bright power split him from the head.
The Holy King's consciousness went blank, and he opened his eyes in a panic. What appeared in front of him were hundreds of strong, ancient, and extremely strange races.
When he finally came to his senses slowly and realized that everything in front of him was not an illusion, he recognized the leader who was covered in golden light.
"Beast King?!"
The bald man groaned involuntarily.[
"That's right! That's right! Holy King, I'm afraid you never dreamed that the masters of the wild beasts who were once enslaved by you and treated as nothing by you would appear in your lair!"
A loud voice echoed inside the empty mountain of the temple.
"How... did you cultivate into human form?"
Looking behind the Beast King, there were hundreds of monsters from the wild world that looked different from what they used to be. A trace of disbelief flashed across the face of the bald man.
The Beast King did not answer him. At this moment, all this was meaningless. Instead, he led hundreds of clan members who came all the way through the starry night and quickly dispersed the dark army that was about to engulf Qing Kuang and Lei Zhu.
"Young Master! I'm not dreaming! Our reinforcements have finally arrived!"
Lei Zhu lay weakly in Qingkuang's arms, looking at the white moonlight coming from the cracked volcanic cave in the distance, and sighed with relief.
Qing Kuang nodded gently and moved the thunder bead to a safe place. Then, holding the Xianmo Guqin with both hands, she stood side by side with the Beast King. Next to her was Xiao Bao holding a sharp claw.
"Sister! Look, dad and I finally arrived in time!"
Xiaobao looked at Qingkuang and said cheerfully.
Qingkuang nodded and praised:
"Xiaobao, you are now a true warrior! Stand with your father and clan members and ask for everything back from the humans below you who once enslaved you!"
"Um!"
Xiaobao nodded solemnly.
"Okay! Well done! The wild beasts, you group of beasts that should have disappeared from the human territory long ago, will be dealt with here today, and you won't have to go to the wild forest to clear them out later!"
The Holy King smiled coldly, and in his hand, the flag of the temple was slowly raised.
More than a hundred senior warriors from the temple rushed towards him again.
The Beast King gave an order, and hundreds of high-level monsters from the wild began to roar.
"Wait! Beast King, leave these temple warriors to Qing Kuang! Your tribe will use them to deal with the Ash Puppet!" [
Qing Kuang waved his hand and said calmly and unhurriedly.
The Beast King was taken aback.
"What did you say? You alone? Dealing with these more than a hundred senior warriors from the temple?"
"Don't worry! Beast King!"
When Qing Kuang said this, his figure was already rushing towards the formation of the masked warriors like lightning.
"Sister, let me help you..."
Xiaobao roared loudly from behind. Just as he was about to jump up, his body sank and he was already caught by the Beast King.
The Beast King knows that it is too dangerous!
The music sounded wildly, and in the empty volcanic cave, there was a roar like thunder from the sky.
In the darkness, the green light of the evil string and the purple-white sword energy of the temple warriors are constantly intertwined into cruel killing nets...