At this moment, everyone was looking into the distance, as if they were facing the end for the first time, and their hearts were filled with an instinctive fear.

A powerful aura is spreading.

With the volcano in the distance and the black smoke in the air, everyone's expressions changed from victory to a little solemn.

Ordinary people are still like this, but for professionals, at this time, there is a feeling of living like a year, like every minute and every second, it is like a kind of torture, that is a sense of illusion that is about to be squeezed by this invisible pressure.

"Roaring ......"

A loud roar was heard in the jungle.

It seems a little urgent, a little angry, a little frightened.

Under everyone's gaze, the giant trees collapsed one after another, and the so-called flames could not stop this sudden monster from descending quickly.

The Behemoth has always appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It's just that, compared to the Beamon Behemoth that fell to the ground before, the sudden appearance of Beamon's fur is golden, and every hair seems to be made of gold, even giving people the illusion that it is all made of gold.

"Golden Beamon?"

Chen Feng's voice trembled a little.

Golden Beamon, perhaps the most gifted being known in the Beamon Race, may be comparable to the rare Divine Dragon if it is replaced by a dragon bloodline.

Super strong bloodline, which indicates that the other party has the potential to impact the legend or even a higher level.

"Roar!"

A roar of hatred rang out, and the god opened his mouth and spewed out a pillar of light full of decay and destruction above everyone's heads.

Not an elemental force, but a mere roaring sound.

It's like a breath, but compared to the breath of human beings who can only blow dust, it is so terrifying to spit out of the mouth of Golden Beamon, and it is not even weaker than the dragon breath of ordinary dragons!

Chen Feng's face changed slightly, and at this time, his body couldn't help but become a little stiff.

Who would have thought that his thoughts would be cut off.

On this island, it is not only the Beamon Behemoth just now, but as the existence that really guards here, it is a golden Beamon with a stronger talent.

The power of the other party is so terrifying.

Even Chen Feng felt an inexplicable fear.

That's a kind of panic feeling that if you're not careful, you will be killed directly by the other party.

Chen Feng, who had transformed into a demon, was still like this, and for the ordinary warriors around him, the golden Beamon in front of him had refreshed their cognitive range, all the confidence and invincibility, in front of this power, it was like encountering a snowflake of the sun, which was melted away in an instant.

Golden Beamon looked at his fellow who had fallen to the ground, and there was another roar, which looked a little angry, more worried.

Chen Feng caught the other party's gaze.

The Beamon Behemoth is a creature with intelligence, and compared to the white dragon it encountered before, the other party's wisdom is obviously higher, and it is worried about the situation of its companions, and this may be the reason why it has not made a move for a long time.

From the appearance to the present, Golden Beamon has always expressed the appearance of a re-expression of force to himself, and the meaning expressed is not to mess with me, or I will kill you.

Hands-on vs. threats.

Chen Feng didn't believe that the other party had such a good temper, and when he set fire to nearly half of the island, the other party could still sit down and chat with him calmly.

The reason for all this is none other than the Beamon Behemoth at the feet of the Bad Devil.

Golden Beamon cares about his companions.

Their identities are yet to be discovered, relatives? Brothers? Wife?

In short, for the sake of his companions, Golden Beamon did not hesitate to resist the idea of slaughtering the enemy, but resorted to a measure similar to negotiation to rescue his companions.

No hands-on.

There was no hands-on work from start to finish.

This made Chen Feng seem to see a glimmer of light, he pulled out the blade of a warrior and walked to the side of the Beamon giant beast, he didn't look at it, and cut it at the other party's body.

"Poof!"

The blade was strengthened, and combined with Chen Feng's strength, he easily cut off a piece of Beamon's flesh.

The Beamon Behemoth let out a wail, and when the Golden Beamon saw this, he roared angrily at Chen Feng, and it opened its bloody mouth, like a terrible beast, opening its sharp teeth and claws at Chen Feng.

However, it never moved.

Golden Beamon's eyes looked at his companion who had fallen to the ground from time to time, anger mixed with some helplessness.

Chen Feng walked forward.

The golden Beamon in front of him was a giant creature more than ten meters tall, even if Chen Feng transformed and increased his height by a few inches, he was still as small as a baby under the other party.

"Keep your head down!"

Chen Feng sent an order to the golden Beamon.

"Roar!"

Golden Beamon was unmoved, because of the demon's horns, they didn't communicate in a hurry, but it was something to think about to have it bow its head to a demon.

"Chop off one of its fingers for me!"

Chen Feng looked at the golden Beamon who was full of disdain, and without looking back, he gave an order to his subordinates, and Fura was expressionless, picked up the blade on the side, and slashed at the toe of the Beamon giant beast.

"Poof!"

A blood flower broke Beamon's toe in response.

"Roaring ......"

Golden Beamon let out an eager wail, as if he had seen some unpredictable scene, and for a moment, it gave people a feeling of stunnedness.

"Chop again!"

"Poof!"

Fula fulfilled Chen Feng's order, and in the next second, a toe was chopped off again.

Golden Beamon compromised, it looked at its shapeless companion who had already been tortured, and then at Chen Feng in front of him, opened his mouth, and let out a sad scream.

Devil's Horn.

Golden Beamon delivered a message that it would let Chen Feng leave here, but only if he wanted to release his companions.

"Keep your head down!"

Chen Feng did not accept the other party's proposal, but repeated the words of the previous sentence.

He is like a scoundrel at the negotiating table, relying on the chips he occupies, and does not give the other side any concessions at all.

"Chop again!"

"Poof!"

Fura was expressionless, and at this time, like a butcher, another knife, and another blood flower appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Most people held their breath.

Because they felt that their leader was playing with fire, and in front of such a terrible beast, he actually persecuted the other party again and again, which obviously made everyone feel a little panicked.

Golden Beamon stood in place, like an angry human being, and even his palm couldn't help but clench tightly, it was hesitating, and this undoubtedly gave Chen Feng confidence.

"Underground heads!"

The third repetition, looking at his companions not far away, Golden Beamon finally compromised, it lowered its noble head, and just like that, a creature like a mountain fell in front of Chen Feng.

Chen Feng looked at all this, and in the next second, he actually made an extraordinary move, and he stepped forward to stand on the head of Golden Beamon.

Golden Beamon's body trembled a little, but he still endured it, and had no intention of making a move.

There was a brief silence, and then a sudden outburst!

Everyone looked at all of this as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing, Chen Feng, the leader of Order, had actually subdued the terrifying beast in this way!

Soldiers are bloodless.

He stood above the head of Golden Beamon.

At this time, Chen Feng was like the strongest man of a crowned crown, relying on courage to obtain everything that everyone dared not imagine.

Everyone was cheering.

Not only for Chen Feng, but also for the sake of not becoming a pathetic food because of Jin Bimeng's madness.

Chen Feng smiled.

He seemed to like to stand so high and look down, perhaps for some kind of commemoration, he lit a long sword in his hand, and then, with all his strength, the green tendons on his arm burst out, and pierced the top of the golden Beamon's head with all his strength.

Cheers.

It came to an abrupt end.

Everyone's breath held again, obviously, Chen Feng's actions made them feel an indescribable sense of horror.

He......

What exactly is to be done?