The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

"Hahahaha!——"

Mo Lin's whole body was glowing with a faint light, and there were crackling sounds all over his body. Immediately, he wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and a fierce faint light suddenly lit up, covering his whole body. When the light dissipated, Mo Lin's injuries had been completely healed!

"Nine Nether Jingzhe Clan... I really didn't expect that this body would actually be from the Nine Nether Jingzhe Clan! I didn't expect that it would be a blessing in disguise, and I learned such a wonderful thing when I was dying!"

Mo Lin clenched his fists, and the broken black chain on the ground was instantly lifted up by the faint light, and flew into the swamp that appeared behind him with a whoosh, and then it grew like a tentacle and took the shape of an octopus...

"What about half a step to the fifth level? After all, it's just a fool! Just a fool with only strength!"

With a sneer, Mo Lin stretched out his hands and quickly He crossed his hands quickly and formed a seal. Then the black chains behind him began to rotate in a circular motion. The runes on each chain lit up. In the dark light, it seemed as if something terrifying was running...

"Hah!"

Mo Lin shouted, and two black chains protruded from the left and right sides at lightning speed, like two black pythons that were ready to devour their prey. The tips of the chains were filled with thick black air, and they drew a strange arc in the air, stabbing the enlarged panda Po mercilessly from two directions!

"Not good!"

"He discovered the weakness of the mountain leopard! It doesn't like to move and is slow. It can't avoid such a fierce and fast move at all!"

"... It is rumored that after the Nine Nether Jingzhe tribe is reborn, their strength and body skills will be enhanced. Even if it is a half-step fifth-level beast, if it suffers such an attack... the situation is probably not good!"

Before he finished speaking, two black chains had already approached Abao's body. He heard it roar low, and its fur all over its body was exaggeratedly fluffy as if it was soaked in water, and it pressed against the chains like a spike...

"Hmph, it's useless!" Mo Lin had guessed that this mountain leopard couldn't avoid this move, so how could he miss this opportunity? Immediately, he operated the magic formula with both hands, and the magic energy poured out along the two black chains. The tip broke through the fur in an instant and pierced into Abao's flesh, and then... the scene that made Mo Lin want to vomit blood happened.

"It's all meat, too fat... can't be stabbed in?"

Before Mo Lin could react, A Bao roared again, then grabbed a chain with both hands and pulled it hard. Mo Lin suddenly felt a huge force coming, and there was no room for resistance at all, and he was directly pulled over by A Bao. Then it stood up, and its fat belly hit his teeth with a bang, and then, while he was dizzy, it took advantage of his right palm with claws, swept with strong wind, and slapped again!

Snap!

Simple and straightforward, slapped again!

Mo Lin's body flew backwards again, and ended up with a more miserable end than before!

This scene made everyone outside the venue stunned. The group of people who just said how powerful the Jiuyou Jingzhe tribe was covered their cheeks. Although they were just saying the facts they knew, the scene in front of them was still quite embarrassing...

At the same time, doubts arose in everyone's hearts-what kind of monster is this? It took a move and nothing happened, but it slapped Mo Lin away with a slap?

"What on earth is this!"

"... Did you notice the golden color on the right side of the fur of the little mountain pi? If I'm right... This should be a swallowing mountain pi!"

"What did you say? The kind of beast that became extinct hundreds of years ago?"

When a sharp-eyed person repeatedly consulted the information, had a vague guess and said it out, there was another uproar in the field!

Swallowing mountain pi, a legendary beast, has a unique talent, and its defense is so terrible that it makes beasts of the same level despair, and its aura is not obvious, so it often unconsciously pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. In terms of rank, it is enough to be ranked as a fifth-level beast. But even in history books, they rarely reach the fifth-level beast, and there is only one reason - they eat too much!

Although they are born as first-level beasts, they have the talent of swallowing, and can advance and become stronger by eating various foods. If the ingredients are sufficient and the rank is high enough, it is possible to jump several levels in one day! But on the other hand... as long as they don't eat for a day, or can't eat "good things", then they will slowly 'degrade', and these fools have amazing appetites, so gradually... they either starve to death, or are eaten by other beasts because of degeneration... In the end, the Swallowing Heaven Mountain Pit is completely extinct.

However, when the Swallowing Heaven Mountain Pit meets Chu Baijia... what a beautiful story will happen, needless to say...

"... Now I know why it has become a half-step fifth level..."

"Yes, God knows what Chu Baijia fed it..."

"Trump card! This is the trump card of the prodigal, it's so scary... Even before facing Feng Shiming, he didn't force him to show this trump card... Is he a bottomless pit? Why can't I see it clearly?"

After the last sentence fell, everyone outside the venue was silent.

At this moment, Mo Lin stood up again, reborn again, and his injuries recovered as before, but at this moment he no longer had the calmness before, but a solemn expression on his face, staring at A Bao, not daring to act rashly...

"...Just now I used all my strength to attack it, but I couldn't hurt it at all. It seems that I can only rely on the "drag" technique to slowly wear it down! Yes, even if it is half a step to the fifth level, it will definitely not be able to outlast my body of the Nine Nether Jingzhe clan!"

Thinking of this, Mo Lin subconsciously touched his cheek, and his heart was slightly relieved, but before he could let his heart fall, Chu Tianxiao's words made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar...

"Liuling, I've entrusted Abao with the food. Have you fed him enough? I've got this card hidden, and I can't let him down at the critical moment!"

"Reporting to the young master, at first I was worried that Abao couldn't bear it, so I only gave him the meat of the second-level beasts. Later I found that Abao was very hungry, so I added the meat of the second-level king, the third-level... The quantity is not much, he eats a few hundred kilograms every day, and then the fourth-level beasts are added to satisfy his appetite. And according to your original instructions, the young master - 'You must feed Abao until he can't eat anymore! Let's see who has an amazing appetite or I am more wasteful', so in the past few days... Abao has been full every meal. By the way, in addition to this, before Liu Ling came, he also specifically instructed Jin Baye and others to feed Abao ten kilograms of the meat of the fourth-level beast king, plus the Tianling water you just gave him... I think even if this battle lasts for seven days and seven nights, Abao can still hold on..."

"Well... ...That's good. If you're hungry, I still have meat here. There's plenty of it. Someone won't fight with Abao for meat, right?"

"Young Master, stop joking! Have you forgotten that, except for the Tianshan Pi and a few other fierce beasts, other people... it will be troublesome to eat raw like this, right?"

"Oh... I remember now, let's just sit and watch the show."

"Yeah."

The two of them sang in unison, and everyone inside and outside the arena looked as if struck by lightning, especially Mo Lin, who kept echoing the following words in his mind...

I only eat a few hundred kilograms a day...

A fourth-level fierce beast for a feast...

I fed him ten kilograms of fourth-level king meat before coming here...

I just drank Tianling water...

I can fight for seven days and seven nights without rest...

Mo Lin suddenly felt that the road ahead was bleak, and an emotion called "despair" surged up in his heart...

What Jiuyou Jingzhe tribe... What rebirth of broken arms, consumption tactics...

Nothing... can defeat the loser!

...

After a series of fierce battles, the Mo family's last resort was no match for Chu Tianxiao's arrogance. In the last battle, A Bao hit the Mo family on the head and knocked them into the ground, never to get up again.

Everyone outside the field was silent.

At this moment, a faint light appeared in front of the room, and a figure slowly walked out of the light...

Diyuan, old man!

He bowed to Chu Tianxiao and said, "Congratulations, you are the new owner of Diyuan."

As he said this, he made a gesture of invitation, and at the same time, a bright road appeared behind him.

"Please follow me."