The Beast King is about to break through the God-Slaying Formation.
This scene was seen by everyone.
The people in the Lost World couldn't help but become excited when they saw this scene.
As long as the Beast King breaks through this formation, it will be crushed, and everyone here will die.
Ying Long and Xiao Fenghuang naturally noticed it, so their attack speed became faster again, hoping for a quick victory.
However, King Behemoth, Hydra, and the three-headed hell dog naturally saw the intentions of Yinglong and Little Phoenix, so they entangled with them and had no intention of fighting.
The Eastern monastic world, plus the power of the entire demon clan and the witch clan, killed those people in the lost world and only less than 20,000 were left.
A powerful monk heard this and cut off the head of an orc, and then roared: "Everyone listen to the order and kill everyone here quickly. Mr. Yang needs help."
Everyone nodded.
Shen Tu Qian'er's Gu insects are overwhelming, and wherever they go, no matter how terrifying the strong defenses are, they will be turned into bones.
Those gold-eating Gu insects can even eat the opponent's weapons.
The demon clans led by Xiao Ling'er each turned into monster beast forms and killed everyone.
"Break it for me!"
The Beast King roared angrily, and then completely broke through the God-Slaying Formation.
"Pfft!"
All the Tianfu disciples who had gathered together in the God-Slaying Formation spat out a mouthful of blood, and their auras became wilted.
They tried their best, but still couldn't trap the Beast King.
Yang Tian's figure was shaky, and if it weren't for Wen Ya Lan Mengxi's support, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.
Both women's faces were slightly pale, with blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
They saw the Beast King walking over quickly, and their faces couldn't help but feel sad.
The Beast King's cultivation can be ranked first here. All Yang Tian's cultivation power has been exhausted. If he takes action, who can stop him.
"Pity."
There was a hint of coldness on the Beast King's face, and he stared at Yang Tian and said: "Your formation is very strong, the only one I have seen in my life, but these people are too weak and cannot exert the true power of the formation.
, otherwise I wouldn’t have escaped from here so easily.”
In the field, the eyes of those in Tianfu were all red, and they clenched their fists in hatred.
Yes, they know the formations of the God-killing Formation better than anyone else.
Yang Tian once said that as long as their cultivation level improves and they exert all the power of the God-killing Formation, no one in this world can escape from this formation.
However, they failed to live up to Yang Tian's expectations. Their strength was low and they failed to exert all the power of the God-killing Formation, causing the Beast King to be released from it.
Yang Tian watched the Beast King walk out from here, although his face was a little regretful, but then he returned to normal.
He said indifferently: "So what if you come out from here? The Lost World has been destroyed. The Behemoth, the three-headed hell dog, and the Hydra were all seriously injured. One hundred thousand of your tribe were killed by us.
There are less than 20,000 left, and you will be destroyed soon,"
The Beast King naturally noticed this, with a ferocious look on his face, and then gritted his teeth and roared: "These are not important. When the gods of the West come, they will be resurrected. As for you now
…”
When he said this, there was a cold look on his face, and his whole body was suppressed by Yang Tian.
"I will sacrifice all of you. When the time comes, you will feel that this is an incomparable honor."
The Beast King is really crazy.
His eyes were stained with blood, and then he rushed towards Yang Tian like a cannonball
"you dare!"
Wen Ya and Lan Mengxi looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and burst out with immortal energy.
Lan Mengxi held the Wentian Fairy Sword, a white light flashed across, and the Beast King's eyes were full of fear.
"This...the owner of this sword is not you."
Lan Mengxi's Wentian Fairy Sword is a gift from Xuanyuan Wutian.
And Xuanyuan Wutian was once the most powerful person in this world. He had reached the realm of immortals and had learned from the powerful people in the West.
Therefore, when the Beast King saw this sword, his face turned gloomy.
"Xuanyuan Wutian, this is Xuanyuan Wutian's sword, but why is this sword in your hand?"
His ancestors once had connections with Xuanyuan Wutian.
Because, according to records, the once most powerful Beast King in the Lost World fell into the hands of Xuanyuan Wutian's sword.
The original orcs once reached the highest status in the Lost World, even under the gods. Under the leadership of the first-generation Beast King, they even had a chance to be canonized as gods.
However, all this was ruined by a bastard named Xuanyuan Wutian,
The first-generation Beast King was killed by Xuanyuan Wutian with a single sword. From then on, the Beastmen clan declined and became the lowest existence in the Lost World.
If he hadn't now become the Beast King and risen rapidly, I'm afraid the Beastmen would have been enslaved by the rest of the Lost World's tribesmen and become slaves who didn't have enough to eat.
According to the records of the orcs, Xuanyuan Wutian is the enemy of everyone in the orcs.
Therefore, when the current Beast King saw this sword, his reaction was so great.
Seeing the Beast King's murderous gaze, Lan Mengxi snorted coldly: "I am the current owner of this sword. Its previous owner has passed this sword to me."
"According to records, Xuanyuan Wutian died long ago."
The Beast King looked at Lan Mengxi with cold eyes at this moment,
"He is dead, but the great revenge of my orc tribe has not been avenged. Since you are his descendant, I will kill you first to pay homage to the ancestor of my orc tribe."
As soon as he finished speaking, he roared and rushed forward.
The power of the Beast King is one level higher than Lan Mengxi.
The strength of the two was not at the same level at all, so every time the Beast King made a move, Lan Mengxi was defeated steadily.
Although he possesses the real Wentian Fairy Sword, he cannot exert its full power.
"Die."
The Beast King roared, and his fighting spirit turned into a terrifying palm, striking hard at Lan Mengxi's face.
"Zheng!"
Just when Lan Mengxi was desperate, the Wentian Fairy Sword made a soft sound.
After all, this is Xuanyuan Wutian's sword, and it has a powerful sword soul.
After several ancient artifacts were destroyed, this Wentian Fairy Sword can be regarded as the most powerful fairy sword in the world.
At this moment, its owner was in danger, and the Wentian Immortal Sword protects the owner. The sword's original method emitted a terrifying sword light, and then inspired Xuanyuan Wutian's three sword intentions.
Although Xuanyuan Wutian has long since fallen, these three sword intentions contain the power of the laws of heaven.
Three sword intents came towards the Beast King to kill him, and even the Beast King's pupils couldn't help but shrink.
He dodged quickly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The Beast King did not expect that this sword, which had not been seen for thousands of years, would come out again and still possess such terrifying power.
He was able to dodge the two sword intents in front of him, but was injured by the last sword intent.
"Pfft!"
The Beast King suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his injuries worsened by half.
This also aroused his anger,
At this moment, the Beast King's eyes were blood red, and then he roared at Lan Mengxi.
"I will kill you!"
After saying this, he rushed over again, planning to give Lan Mengxi a decisive blow.
Wen Ya intervened to stop him and used an immortal skill to defend him, but in the end both of them were knocked away.
The terrifying power of the Beast King is simply not something that ordinary people can resist.
Both women were seriously injured, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, their breaths became sluggish.
There were flames dancing in Yang Tian's eyes.
"You forced me, then go to hell and repent."
After saying this, Yang Tiangang was about to condense the seal to burn life and release the Great Nirvana Technique, but was stopped by Ying Long.
"Master, no, leave this person to me."
Yinglong defeated King Behemoth.
Under its intensive attack, King Behemoth was already dying.
However, even Yinglong couldn't help but admire his vitality.
King Behemoth was no longer in any danger, so when Yinglong saw that Yang Tian was about to burn his life, he couldn't help but roared and rushed out first.
It spits out dragon flames and wants to fight against the Beast King.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
There was a disdainful smile on the Beast King's face, and then all the fighting energy in his body quickly gathered, forming a palm in the void, and strangled Yinglong's neck.
Yinglong struggled violently and continued to fly towards the Beast King.
Its strength cannot be underestimated. With the help of the dragon's physical strength, although it is at a disadvantage, it is still inextricable from the battle with the Beast King. (To be continued)
