Saint One and Saint Two were like twin brothers.
They both had blue skin, big eyes, and strong bodies.
It was hard for outsiders to tell who was Saint One and who was Saint Two.
But after careful observation, Zhang Xing realized that they were different.
Saint Yi always liked to curl up the corners of his mouth, showing a kind of arrogance.
Saint Two's mouth was downwards, giving off a cold and unapproachable aura.
If Saint Three, Saint Four, and Saint Ninety-Nine all looked the same, it would be a headache.
Did he have to put a label on their foreheads?
At this thought, Zhang Xing felt confused.
They heard Zhang Xing's persuasion, but they did not stop fighting.
They were still angry, and no one was willing to stop.
Saint Two debuted late and was inexperienced.
He had suffered a lot in the past two days.
Just now, he was caught by Saint One and beaten up.
That series of dazzling punches and kicks sent Saint Second flying more than ten miles away.
He was furious and swore that he would take revenge today.
When they fought into the afternoon, Saint One was careless and was successfully ambushed by Saint Two.
Although he wasn't sent flying that far, he was still covered in dirt and grime.
Saint One was also angry.
Thus, the two dragons were like little children who had just gotten up.
You hit me, I will get it back no matter what.
You kicked me in the face, so no matter what, I will return the favor with two kicks.
Just like that, they fought until dawn.
On the morning of the tenth day.
The Demon Race, the Demon Race, and the North Thearch's armies attacked at the same time.
The three sides each sent out 500,000 soldiers and charged in from three different directions.
This was a small matter. Of course, Zhang Xing and the others did not have to do it personally.
The Behemoth King, the Bear King, and the Lion King each led 600,000 to 700,000 beastmen to fight.
The Behemoth King against the Demon Race.
The Bear King against the Demon Race.
The Lion King against the North Thearch.
In the west, the Behemoth King followed Zhang Xing's instructions and personally warmed up before the battle.
In Zhang Xing's eyes, the beastmen were the high-level beasts of the Shenglong Continent.
Let's talk about the Snow Mountain Ape King and the Bear King.
It was just that they evolved faster than the Snow Mountain Ape.
Of course, this difference could not be explained in two or three sentences.
But they had the same characteristic.
That was the innate talent of having an innate skill.
He could also learn … magic!
Therefore, Zhang Xing taught King Bimeng and the others some profound Magic Skills in the past month.
These magic and martial arts techniques were all created by him.
Some were suitable for Li Yixiao and the others, while others were suitable for King Behemoth and the other Beast Kings.
The one fighting against King Bimeng was a demon army commander.
Her name was Morbella.
The two of them were also at Nascent Saint pinnacle.
Mobella had a handsome face that was common among demons.
Although he looked a little old, it did not affect his elegant temperament.
Coupled with the fact that he was in the position of giving orders all year round, he gave off an imposing aura without being angry.
He was much smaller than the Behemoth King.
However, his strength was not to be underestimated.
"King Behemoth, you have to understand the current situation. Following Zhang Xing won't bring you any future.
Why don't you submit to my Devil Race? I will report to the Devil Lord and grant your race a beautiful future. "
"Hmph!
The weight of the Devil Lord's words seems to be a little light. Can he compare to my Lord Zhang Xing? "
"Zhang Xing is nothing. He is just a simple-minded child.
He will soon die in the hands of our Devil Lord. "
"Hmph!
That's impossible. You won't live to see that day. "
As King Behemoth spoke, he turned his right hand.
With a bang, a fireball appeared in his hand.
"I will let you have a taste of Raging Flames!"
After saying that, he used the ultimate Fire Magic that Zhang Xing taught him.
Mobella's expression changed, and her eyes revealed a look of horror.
"What kind of skill is this?"
The two of them were less than fifty meters apart. She could feel the powerful power contained in the flames.
"This is the magic that my Lord taught me!"
King Behemoth said proudly.
"What kind of magic is this?"
Mobella was confused!