If they use this opportunity to persuade more beast kings to be hostile to humans, the situation will be difficult to control.

When the president, who was constantly moving in the void, thought of these things, he felt an inexplicable headache.

A few hours later.

Outside Shanhaiguan, a group of giant beasts that blocked out the sky and the sun appeared, emitting terrifying auras. There were hundreds of them.

Meanwhile, above the city, powerful human martial artists appeared one after another, confronting them head-on.

But the number is much smaller, only more than 30, which is about one third.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the scene was tense, as if a war might break out at any time.

In addition, while the spiritual forces were fighting, they were also communicating with each other.

"Damn you human race, you bullied the beasts too much, you actually violated the treaty and dared to slaughter them. Hurry up and hand over an equal amount of blood food as compensation, otherwise, let's go to war!"

"You are a beast, let's start a war. Am I afraid of you? If you dare, try it. Grandpa will definitely chop you to death first."

"Humph! Hand over the massacrer and let this matter end. Otherwise, today will be the day when the human race will be destroyed."

"Come on, come on! Let's start a war! A bunch of beasts want to annihilate our race? They are simply courting their own death!"

“…”

The two sides kept on exchanging insults and fighting, but neither of them chose to really fight.

The main thing is to talk but not do anything.

War of words like this happen from time to time, and basically both sides have become accustomed to it.

Most of these beast kings that came over to confront each other actually belonged to small tribes, and most of them were forced to come over to serve as cannon fodder.

In order to ensure the survival of the tribe, they dare not die easily and spend most of their time paddling.

If there are benefits and you can take advantage, then take it; if there are no benefits and you encounter tough opponents, then just slack off.

The powerful martial artists of the human race also know this.

Therefore, even when facing three times the number of enemies, he still showed no fear.

In the past, when wars broke out, as long as the beast king of a small race was killed by them, the race to which it belonged would naturally die out over time without them having to take any action.

A race without a Beast King is just a piece of meat on the chopping board, and other races can bully it however they want.

Among all races, there is no warmth and affection, only the law of the jungle.

At this time, the president of the Martial Arts Association broke through the void, appeared with a hypocritical smile on his face, and joined the chat with the same frequency of mental power fluctuations.

"My fellow beast kings, is there any misunderstanding here? What happened outside the Southern Eight Territories has nothing to do with our human race! Let's just leave it at that!"

Upon hearing this, a strange beast king refuted on the spot.

"Bullshit! We have all received the news! Everyone within 5,000 miles west of Hope City has been slaughtered and the bodies have been transported away. And you still say it has nothing to do with you?"

Hearing this, the president kept smiling and lied with his eyes open.

"Go find whoever did it. We just happened to pick up some unwanted bodies! This matter has nothing to do with us! Forget it! Forget it!"

It was the beast king who spoke again.

"Who did it? Of course it was you humans who did it. Hand over 50,000 lower third-rank humans as blood food to pay for your sins, or else, let's go to war!"

At this moment, the president's smile slowly faded, his eyes became cold, and he stared at the strange beast king in front of him.

"For the third time, please give me Qin Tian some face. This matter has nothing to do with the human race. Let's just leave it at that!"

Hearing this, the Beast King shook his huge body, looking down from above, with a pair of huge pupils full of contempt.

"Who do you think you are? I won't say it for the third time. Hand over 50,000 blood food! Otherwise, when the war starts, it will be the time for the human race to perish!"

At the same moment, the other beast kings had already left and were waiting with gloating eyes.

And the next moment.

The president said nothing, exuding a captivating aura, and then disappeared on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, his energy and blood exploded and he started fighting directly, his target being the beast king who had spoken three times in a row.

"You little ant! How dare you attack me? Become my food!"

After three breaths.

“Roar… Roar… Ah… Damn it… You bastards… Why don’t you take action?”

In just a short while, the strange beast king realized the huge gap in strength. It was no match for the president of the Martial Arts Association and could only be beaten.

In fear, he immediately called for help.

But the other beast kings seemed not to hear it and let it get beaten.

The powerful humans were also watching the show from the sidelines.

Ten minutes later, the beast kings released their auras to stop the president from going on.

"That's enough! Stop it!"

"That's enough! Human! Don't push your luck!"

“…”

In fact, they can teach this new beast king a lesson through the hands of humans, but they cannot let the other side succeed in weakening their own strength.

After all, although there is some tacit understanding between them, it is still a hostile relationship.

If possible, I still hope to destroy the other party.

Seeing this, the president's eyes showed a hint of regret, and he flashed back to the camp.

The time is not right, so we cannot fall out yet.

After a while, the confrontation and verbal fight started again.

After a long time, most of the beast kings left and returned to their own territories. A small number of them still exuded their aura from afar, intimidating the guarding city.

In the area above Hope City, the powerful men began to communicate with their mental powers.

"These damn beasts come here every once in a while. I really want to kill a few of them."

"Who is the one who is trying to attack outside the city? Isn't this just causing more trouble? If you want to kill the monster, just go deep inside and kill it secretly! Doing it so ostentatiously near the garrison city is crazy!"

"I don't know! I asked people I know, but they all refused to admit it!"

“Hahahaha…well done! Those beasts deserve to be killed!”

"Humph! You old killer! You have no brains at all! You are just giving yourself a handle for no reason!"

"You know nothing. The human race and all other races are inherently hostile. Being soft on the enemy is a betrayal of your own race."

“…”

After a while, a few people were left here to guard the place, while the rest broke through the void and left.

It seems like they are parting on bad terms.

The will of every martial arts master is indestructible, and their ideas will not change easily.

Once it comes to a dispute over ideas, there will always be constant clashes and frictions.

On major issues of right and wrong and racial interests, they will unite and face the outside world.

But without external influence, some problems will still arise internally.

And this is the human race.

…

at the same time.

In the Daxia Academy, in Villa No. 1.

Lin Ping'an, who had returned for several hours, planned to stay at home for a while to practice and improve his strength, as well as create some new skills.

This time when entering the battlefield of all races, the total civilization value was brought to nearly two million.

At the very least, there will be no shortage of civilization value in the short term.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, observing quietly, immersed in the space of consciousness.

Above the evil Skeleton Demon, there was a huge book-like existence emitting golden light, exuding a variety of different auras.

This familiar thing is the manifestation of Lin Ping'an's spiritual power that appeared when he was promoted to Grandmaster.

It looks quite magical. I didn't understand it in detail before, but at this moment, Lin Pingan is ready to study it carefully.

The thought came to me and I turned to the first page.

At the very top, four familiar characters were clearly displayed: "The Demonic Body of Pain".

After this, all the cultivation contents are written below.

Next to it, there is a huge number, which is the total number of people who have successfully cultivated, and it is still changing upwards at any time.

In addition, you can also see the names of those who have successfully practiced.

The name corresponds to a series of related information such as cultivation level, cultivation progress, and cultivation efficiency.