We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?.

"The power of the Dark Royal Court has been activated and controlled a little bit again."

“I have to say this feeling is quite wonderful.”

The giant mouth covered with spiral serrations kept twisting and wriggling.

Outline the human figure.

Eventually it evolved into Qin Feng's appearance.

Smash it, smash it.

Qin Feng showed a look of satisfaction.

He wasn't quite sure how these monsters were born.

The leader of the tribe, as the "original monster", was derived from the incarnation created by the super ancient gods, but these monsters with tiny strength were obviously not.

Was it created by the tribal leader himself?

If that's the case.

Why would the tribal leader do this?

Isn't this just dispersing your own strength?

Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

His intuition told him.

some of.

Perhaps it hides some vital secrets.

"No matter what, since we are now in this super-ancient palace full of monsters, I will simply devour and fuse all the monsters here to activate the power of my Dark Royal Court."

Devouring the monsters in the palace in such a high-profile manner.

Obviously it will attract the attention of some powerful monsters.

Especially the leader of the tribe who is the "original monster".

but……

This is exactly the effect Qin Feng wants.

He who masters the puzzle of the royal court is simply the nemesis of these monsters.

All the extraordinary abilities they possess, which are extremely imaginative and imaginative, are ineffective against Qin Feng, or have very little effect.

After all, in essence.

The monster's abilities mainly come from the power of the Old Royal Court.

While thinking.

Qin Feng moved.

Disappeared.

When it appears again.

Already behind another group of patrolling monsters.

"Chichi!"

After a few strange noises, neither loud nor soft.

This team of patrolling monsters.

Disappear into thin air.

……

"Ok?"

Deep in the courtyard of the ultra-ancient palace of the gods.

A huge, twisted, sleeping figure suddenly moved.

A pair of blood-red eyes.

Gradually light up.

"I sense that my subordinates are disappearing."

"Something has broken into the temple."

"It seems like they are...hunting us?"

Whispering.

Pair after pair of blood-red eyes gradually opened.

These eyes twinkled like scarlet stars.

Vaguely.

It seemed to outline a pattern.

one……

It was as if a god was wildly dancing with countless tentacles in strange patterns.

An astonishing and terrifying aura emanated from the huge figure, and a sense of anger gradually blossomed from its eyes that flashed with scarlet light.

"How dare you hunt us monsters? What kind of existence is so bold?"

In the strange tribe.

The hierarchy is strict.

Above the normal patrolling monsters are the medium-sized guarding monsters.

The two monsters that captured Ao Xi and You Meng were medium-sized monsters.

And above the medium-sized monsters.

It is the big monster that serves as the leader.

Each of these big monsters commands tens of thousands of small monsters. They usually rest and cultivate themselves and will not go out easily.

And above the big monster.

It is a giant monster.

Currently, there are only four giant monsters in the entire super-ancient palace of gods.

Ordinary monsters, even the big monsters that serve as leaders, are basically just referred to by numbers.

There are only four giant monsters.

He was given a name by the leader of the tribe.

Have a name of your own.

The four giant monsters usually live in the inner temple, guarding the leader of the tribe.

But there was a giant monster.

On weekdays, I like to stroll and take a nap in the courtyard.

This giant monster is named:

Touch of the Whispering Void, Tarathoras.

"Roar!"

Tarasolas let out a low, surging roar.

The entire atrium floor.

Suddenly it started shaking wildly.

next moment.

Tarasolas's huge and terrifying body, whose specific shape could not be seen and was extended with countless tentacles, suddenly twisted, squirmed and contracted.

Until the end.

Accompanied by the dripping of sticky juice.

A tall, wild body with streamlined thin muscles and full of masculine charm emerged.

The corners of Tarasolas' mouth curled up evilly.

On the face.

Eight scarlet eyes.

Staring towards somewhere.

"Just finished my lunch break, so I'm going to stretch my body."

Swish!

The figure moved.

He disappeared in an instant.