The Age of Gods: Starting from the Super S-Class God Domain

"Small ants, the game is over."

"Be my food."

In the ancient dense forest, the body of the ice armored python coiled up high.

The snake letter kept spitting out.

He was ready to hunt and kill the leopard men in front of him.

To his surprise, these leopard men stopped running away.

Instead, he showed a smile.

"mission completed."

"Come on stupid snake, we have prepared better food for you."

"Haha."

The remaining few Leopards showed relieved smiles.

Just as the ice armor python was about to eat a few people, the dense forest began to vibrate.

The steel rock rhinoceros rushed over on a rampage.

The Gale Lion and the Earth Demon Bear also arrived one after another.

"kindness?"

"You weak leopards, do you think this will cause a fight between us?"

The ice armor python spat out a mouthful of ice.

The few leopards in front of them turned into ice sculptures without any resistance.

They have lived in this dense forest for a long time.

They already know each other's strength like the back of their hands.

So they thought it was absolutely impossible for the leopard people to provoke their struggle.

Just as they were about to kill the remaining few leopard humans, a fierce breath came.

After a while, the three of Tailanya appeared in front of the four beasts.

"I didn't expect Zhen Peng to hide his race here."

At the first moment, Nangong Hou felt the familiar feeling.

This is the follower of Zhen Peng who passed away not long ago.

"It turned out to be you."

"Is this the helper you are looking for?"

"Vulnerable."

"kill."

The enemy is particularly jealous when they meet.

The two Niu Guli almost died in the hands of the gods of this race.

When the three of Bechymos disagreed with each other, they immediately killed them.

"Mythical creature!"

"Damn it, kill him together."

"As long as we share his blood and muscles, we can evolve again."

There is no need for too much explanation between the beasts.

Although Bechymos is a mythical creature, they will not bow their heads casually.

Moreover, as long as they are united, it is not hopeless.

The battle broke out immediately.

The explosive power and the roar of the battle caused terrifying shock waves to continuously emanate from the center of this dense forest.

The trees along the way turned to dust.

All the other creatures in the dense forest shivered as if they were extinct.

"Has it started yet?"

The eyes of the patriarch of the Leopard tribe suddenly became sharp.

That's where they agreed.

As long as he works harder, he will be able to attract the golden Beamon behind him.

Looking back at the enraged Golden Behemoth, the Leopard patriarch felt that everything was worth it.

The roar of the battle lasted for a long time, until the patriarch of the Leopards arrived, the place had already become a ruin.

Numerous deep pits are vividly visible.

Corpses of various sizes kept piling up on the ground.

The pungent blood has already dyed the land red.

The corpses of other people were still lying on the ground mutilated.

Several Gale Lions also fell in a pool of blood.

"Damn hypocrites."

"You will pay for this."

The patriarch of the Leopard Clan's eyes were red, he looked at the three of Bechymos and roared angrily.

Die, let's die together.

As long as the golden bimon arrives, everyone here will die.

As if to confirm his words, the earth shook at this moment.

Within a few breaths, a golden Behemoth more than ten feet high rushed over.

They all carried a strong murderous aura.

Those with the lowest strength also have 2 turn demigods.

Although only thirty.

But the terrifying aura piled up together, making it extremely depressing.

"This is your helper?"

After Bechymos saw Golden Behemoth, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha."

"I extinguished their holy fire, what do you think?"

"They are angry and irritable, and they don't care so much at the moment."

"No matter how strong you are, you can't stand the charge of these thirty golden behemoths."

The Patriarch of the Leopard Clan laughed wildly.

Great spirit, have you seen it?
Your followers are avenging you!
"is it?"

Bechymos smiled faintly.

This leopard man is really stupid.

"King Beamon, please accept the bow of the golden Beamon!"

Thirty or so golden bimons knelt down on the ground respectfully.

"Bi, King Beamon?"

The patriarch of the Leopard was a little confused.

This mythical creature seems to be somewhat similar to that statue.

"What you should believe in is the God of Thunder."

"It was the oracle of the great God of Thunder that directed me here and led you home."

As a loyal believer of the God of Thunder, Bechymos knew what to do at this time.

"Great God of Thunder, please accept the belief of Golden Behemoth."

"We are willing to follow King Beamon and fight together."

These gold bimons are extremely devout.

Behemoth, King Behemoth is their faith.

Since he asked them to believe in the God of Thunder, they should follow suit.

"I accept your belief."

Nangonghou's thunderous voice sounded in their minds.

Then one by one thick faith channel directly connected between Nangonghou and Jin Bimeng.

Straightforwardly a solid fanatic!

"As for you?"

"Thank you for bringing them here."

"As a reward, you can die."

Bechymos glanced mockingly at the patriarch of the leopard man.

As soon as his words fell, a huge fist directly smashed down behind him.

"Unexpectedly, the clown turned out to be me!"

The patriarch of the leopard clan roared unwillingly.

I thought it was a perfect plan.

Never thought it was just a joke.

"King Bimeng, whoever strikes, will be killed without mercy!"