The tall and stalwart Fang Ming His Majesty.

Standing on the head of a lion.

Dressed in a dragon robe, fluttering in the wind, like a god descending from the earth, standing proudly!

The once mighty mutant lion.

He fell to the ground, and the bone spurs all over his body were smashed flat!

Various uneven potholes appeared on the nearby ground!

Just by looking at it, one can tell that these potholes are made by the body of a mutated lion!

At this moment.

The mutated male lion with a ferocious face was intact except for its tail.

All other places have been demolished to pieces!

Even the hardest skull has pits visible to the naked eye.

Needless to say.

Everyone also understands.

What kind of torture did this mutated male lion suffer during that period of time just now!

Such a hard bone was smashed into such a forcibly by His Majesty with a mortal body!

For a moment, everyone was shocked and speechless.

They don't know whether His Majesty is a human being or a god!

You know, even the highly respected Zhang Zhenren is at his peak.

It is also difficult to parry the attack of the mutant lion!

but--

His Majesty killed the mutant lion without any effort!

Still use such a simple and crude method!

It's -- unbelievable!

The dragon robe flutters in the wind.

Fang Ming stood on the lion's head and looked at the crowd.

His expression was indifferent, as if killing the mutant lion was just a trivial matter.

"Send someone to remove its bones and take it back for research. This thing is harder than I imagined."

Fang Ming looked at Song Yuanqiao and said lightly.

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback when he heard this.

It took a while to react, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

After finishing speaking, he finally came back to his senses, walked quickly to Fang Ming's side, and asked with concern, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Fang Ming glanced at him, didn't quite understand what he meant, and asked back, "What's the matter?"

Song Yuanqiao hesitated for a moment, and replied: "The bones of this mutated lion are extremely hard, I am worried..."

The latter words were not spoken.

Fang Ming understood what it meant.

It's nothing more than fear of leaving hidden wounds.

He waved his hands and said calmly: "It's okay...

It is not I who needs treatment now, but you.

I have dispatched the best doctors from the No. [-] Hospital of the Imperial Capital, and the medical team is already in place.

Yin Tianzheng, Lu Zhangke, He Biweng, Xie Xun and the others will be fine.

As long as there is still one breath left, I will send people to rescue them! "

"Thank you, Your Majesty Ron!"

Song Yuanqiao stood upright and bowed respectfully.

Fang Ming glanced at him, and said leisurely: "You are the heroes of the Great Chu Empire, if you thank you, I should thank you on behalf of the thousands of people in Great Chu!"

"The ministers are just performing their duties, that's all." Song Yuanqiao said.

Fang Ming listened and didn't say anything more.

Instead, he looked in the other direction.

There, another mutated giant beast was lying quietly on the ground.

Quietly waiting for death to come.

It seemed that he had noticed Fang Ming's gaze.

The mutant python looked at Fang Ming with scarlet eyes.

There was a look of begging in his eyes.

It doesn't want to die.

It wants to live!

Fang Ming saw its eyes and walked towards it.

Seeing this scene, everyone wanted to remind them: This mutant python is not dead yet, be careful, Your Majesty!

However, on second thought.

The mutated male lions, which were stronger than the mutated giant python, were all easily killed by His Majesty.

What is this dying mutant python?

The mutant python is huge in size.

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