Above the night sky, two flying monsters, one covered in gold like the mythical golden-winged Tianpeng, soared proudly above the sky, and a petite and bloodthirsty monster with thin and huge wings all over its dark red body. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the forest, several Beast Kings on the earth looked at the two beast kings of the same kind with flying talent in the sky, and coldness gradually flashed between the eyes of several pairs of beasts, obviously caring about the threat from the two beast kings in the sky.

Flying Demonic Beasts, the unparalleled talent of the Spirit Beast Realm, gave them an advantage over the bloodline Demonic Beasts of the same generation when they were born.

Among the demonic beasts, only the sixth-order beast king will get rid of the shackles of the ground, and at this level, the demon beast king is already a terrifying demonic beast comparable to martial arts and spirit venerable.

At the beginning of the Immortal Ancients, the aura of heaven and earth was rich, the earth was full of vitality, the human race was prosperous, and the life span was not more than a thousand years old, on the other hand, the spirit beasts were enough to survive for thousands of years.

Spirit beasts, born without the cultivation talent of terrifying evolution, only beyond the beast body incarnation to human, can be comparable to the terrifying cultivation speed of the human race, but the life span is extremely perverted, even in the Holy Ancient Era, the heaven and earth coincided with great changes, and ten thousand ways degenerated, such as the life span of mortals who cannot practice in the world is only a hundred years, but an ordinary demonic beast in the forest can survive for thousands of years.

The spirit race, the wonderful creatures born of the nourishment of heaven and earth, the race that is attached to the aura of heaven and earth, but also subject to the constraints of the region, can not freely travel the six worlds of heaven and earth.

The six realms of the Great Dao and the beings of the Path are all under the control of heaven and earth.

Warcraft, born with a strong physique, cultivated to be unable to transcend the level of human horror, but because of the endless years of life, it is powerful and terrifying to survive in this world.

A terrifying number of beasts crawl in the jungle, and several Warcraft kings each control a certain number of beasts, and a battle between Warcraft is about to sweep the entire mountain range.

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The boy was lying on the back of the yellow eagle bird, the night wind was blowing, the mountains seemed to be a little cold, and the dark jungle was also extremely quiet, the boy looked at the dark night sky a little blankly, and there was a trace of dazedness in his black eyes as charming as the night.

"Roar!" Suddenly, the roar of a demonic beast came from the jungle, and the boy came back to his senses.

The dark forest was filled with the breath of beasts, and the low roars of the beasts in the shadows of the trees seemed to be a little hesitant for the battle of the beastmaster within reach.

Beasts are inherently incomparable to the huge beasts, let alone the noble beast race, from the time they were born when they were young, they subconsciously only obeyed, and when they encountered the brute beasts in the jungle, they could only flee in embarrassment, so as to avoid becoming the blood food of those fierce kind.

Warcraft, in their eyes, is tantamount to the unshakable king of the same kind, the difference in bloodline, the comparison of talents make them obediently obedient.

On the outer edge of the Qilian Mountains, the beasts in a radius of millions of miles must always be on guard against the predation of wild beasts in the forest, the hunting of hunters, and the careful avoidance of the territory of the monsters in the mountains, and the humble survival in this jungle acts as the bottom of the food chain.

The young man lay quietly behind the yellow eagle bird, showing a pair of eyes from the golden feathers, looking at the few brute beasts in the jungle who were indifferently stepping on their feet and enduring the pain of their bodies, but they did not dare to let out the slightest roar, and lay on the ground in a languid manner.

"Is the outside world like this......." The young man would think in his heart that on the Ancient Beast Holy Mountain, several beast venerables let their cubs fight and kill among their kind, but did not intervene, that is, he was also very puzzled.

Once again, he watched in the mountains as a low-level demonic beast was hunted by an adult Warcraft King, and when he was about to die, he stepped in to save the demonic beast.

The young man will never forget that the adult demonic beast's eyes were full of human wisdom, looking at him calmly, and slowly turned away.

The low-level demonic beast that he rescued was just like the disdain in the beast's pupils when he first saw the Yellow Eagle Bird.

"Beasts for survival, brute beasts for strength, and monsters for dignity, this is the law of survival among beasts. ”

The young man was very glad that he had a big tree grandfather who guarded him from the beast mountain, a few strict but very loving beast uncles, and a few brothers and sisters who were terrifyingly gifted and could incarnate into humanoid heaven and earth spirit clans when they were young, and they frolicked, played, and messed around with him on weekdays, making him feel like living in a quiet and peaceful world.

After descending the mountain, he was also extremely lucky, and met two good friends, even when he crossed the smokeless and silent desert in the south, he also had their company, and met many special good friends in Moon City, beloved women, and hated but not despicable enemies.......

He never thought about what would happen if one day, he was framed by his own kind, a cruel and vicious hunter, and was killed.

Fleeing like a wild beast just to survive.

Hunting your own kind like a brute beast shows your strength and intimidates your own kind.

Or die with dignity like a proud monster in front of those of his kind who are stronger than him.

.........

In the dark night sky, the stars quietly hid in the black space, only the moonlight like water, under the soft and elegant soft light outside, there was an unimaginable distressing weak persistence.

The young man unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, and there was a childlike simple smile on his delicate face.

At this moment, he decided on his inner world and planted a budding seed.

The Holy Ancient World, transformed into a chaotic ancient world, experienced chaos, the primordial, the tulgur, the ancient, and the endless years of the heavenly ancient, what kind of changes will there be in this era.

It all started here, the beginning of the teenager's state of mind and the change, gradually changing.