1645: C1645 The Beamon King Was Coming

C1645 The Beamon King Was Coming

King Beaumont is coming.

Zhang Xing casually waved his hand. Enough, there is no need to say any unnecessary words.

Now, all of you follow me to Bi Meng City. I heard that this generation's King Beaumont isn't very friendly to me.

I'll go and see what abilities he has. How dare you say such disrespectful words?"

Zhang Xing had planned to go there in a few days, but now that he had a few ancestors of the beast race, he could make use of them.

A group of people followed Zhang Xing out of the dungeon.

Zhang Xing stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at Beimon and the other four stinky orcs. He frowned.

"Go take a shower and tidy up. What's the difference between you and the wild beasts in the mountains right now?"

The four orc ancestors were embarrassed. They hurriedly asked Bearman King to arrange for someone to take them to wash up.

After the four of them left, Zhang Xing and the others wanted to go back to the living room and wait.

They heard a roar coming from the sky.

"Brat from the Homo sapiens, get the hell out here! You have quite the nerve to poach a wall under my house!"

"This is bad! It's King Beaumont! He must have heard some rumors!"

Tiger King's expression changed, and he looked at the sky in a hurry.

He saw King Beaumont sitting on a golden and spacious chair, flashing from the sky.

That chair was his flying magic treasure, and it was also left behind by Patriarch Beamon.

It was said that he had invited Formation Master, a grandmaster blacksmith, and a master mechanical puppet to forge it.

The chair was both offensive and defensive. Not only could it be combined into a combat puppet, it could also shoot out all kinds of hidden weapons and poisons.

Its strength was comparable to a late stage sage friar.

In other words, if you fought King Beaumont, it would be equivalent to fighting two late stage sage friar.

* Hong! *

The golden chair suddenly landed in front of Zhang Xing. A cloud of dust rushed towards Zhang Xing and the other two.

Obviously, King Beaumont did it on purpose.

This attack was no less powerful than an attack from an early stage sage realm expert.

Zhang Xing waved his hand and drew the smoke and dust into the Dragon Island.

He couldn't directly fight against a late stage sage realm friar.

Otherwise, King Beaumont would be able to tell his strength with just a glance.

Hmm?

A surprised expression appeared on King Beaumont's face.

Did this human boy have some skill? He actually couldn't see through his cultivation level realm.

He wasn't in a good mood these days. He had heard that the totem clan was currently fighting with the three major families in the outside world.2

As for the few old ancestors of the totem clan, they had also sent a message, telling them to prepare for the battle.

As long as they could defeat this wave of people from the three clans, they would immediately leave the island to fight back.

King Beaumont was not angry about the war, but because the totem clan had regarded him as the vanguard, and Subordinate as well.

In the past, the status of the two families was equal. How could they dare to speak to the orc in such a tone?

But now, it was different. The orc had been suppressed by Senior Shen Long. After thousands of years, it was no longer at its peak.

However, what surprised him was the rapid rise of the totem clan. He didn't know what kind of luck they had obtained.

In these few hundred years, their strength had improved by leaps and bounds.

They had advanced from the late stage of the sage realm and the peak stage to seven or eight clansmen.

Every year, they would come to the Bimeng City to show their strength.

King Beaumont didn't do it himself.

However, the Beast King from the three major cities under his command and the beastmen who were at the level of Elders were beaten up every year.

He was extremely depressed.

Moreover, most of the resources and spirit beast on the Beastman Island were controlled by them.

The number of spirit beast that the beastmen race could control was decreasing. Up until now, there was almost no higher grade spirit beast that could be controlled.

He had heard rumors that the totem clan also wanted to control the orc.

This not only made him angry, but also gave rise to panic.

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