It was the second half of the night, the moment when the night was the thickest and the winter season was the heaviest.The moon was covered by a cloud, and the tree shadows overlapped, like the ghosts swallowed by people.A touch of silver light cut through the air and made a chirping noise.

A scorpion emerged from the burrow hidden in the dark, large and small, all drenched and embarrassed.Before it was too late, the armored beast army came out from all directions.

"Roar!" Kill!

The beast howled in the forest.

One side has high morale and high emotions, and one side is embarrassed and cannot be defeated. The two sides face each other and win or lose.

"Oh, it was attacked by surprise!" Mitchell was shocked and hurried to the ground as a beast.

St. Zachary looked fixedly at the Shura battlefield on the ground, squeezed his fists, and pressed hard until the knuckles glowed blue and white.

"I think when you can still be arrogant!" St. Zachary grabbed the spar and quickly climbed down the steep wall.

There are eagles and beasts everywhere in the forest, and their figures were quickly discovered by the eagles and beasts, "tweeting--"

Curtis and Murziqi looked to the other side and made preparations for the fight-they were to stop Saint Zagali from killing his companions indiscriminately.

As long as St. Zachary is involved, all members of the Beast City are safe.

Curtis and Moore stared cautiously at the giant scorpion coming down from the cliff, but St. Zachary only glanced at them with a terrible glance, and turned away blindly to the misfortune of his fellow race.

Mitchell was stunned, and immediately followed his father and left.

Curtis and Moore both looked surprised, and looked at each other, tacitly heading towards the Beast City, in case Saint Zachary seized Bai Qingqing at this time.

But no, the tribe is peaceful.

"Father, why are we leaving? What about the tribe?" Mitchell, though naturally ruthless, also had a sense of racial crisis and asked inexplicably.

"I can't save you back." St. Zachary said in a concise way, spreading the palmite spar, "I hope your strategy is effective, I want them to be wiped out!"

"Relax." The ape king's quiet voice rang in the woods, lingering like ghosts, making the cold air suddenly more pleasant.

St Zachary suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do you know where the female soul stones gather?"

The soul likes to be overcast, so it gathers around the ice bead. The ice bead in the desert was also discovered by St. Zachary by accident. Looking in the land is like finding a needle in a haystack.

But for the soul, this is not a problem at all. They can condense around the ice beads not far after death, and they can naturally find it again.

Ape King said: "Nature."

St. Zachary's complexion finally improved, "It's just right."

He always felt that the resurrection was related to the ice beads, and it would be more convenient to find one in the jungle.

Under the guidance of Ape King, they quickly found the ground seam that was purposely covered up by Vincent, right at the foot of the stone mountain opposite the giant stone forest.

Before he went down, feeling the familiar cold air, St. Zachary's heart was calm, leaving a trace of belonging.

His face softened, and he took a deep breath greedily: it was the smell of Chris, so good.

After a night of strangling, the scorpions were completely dead, and no wild scorpion remained.

As the sun rises, countless beasts howlly sound, roaring roaring, resounding through the clouds, awakening the citizens of the Beast City not far away.