"I was attracted by the smell of my barbecue, and I saw that I was one, so I started to do it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Sparker shook his head and said, "He is a third-level warrior, but he belongs to the most ordinary third-level warrior, and any stronger second-level warrior can easily defeat him." He was already eyeing you when you were fighting with the wind wolf, and seeing that you were evenly matched with a wind wolf that he might not win, he held back and observed in secret.

He wanted to make a move the moment you killed the wind wolf, but when he saw that you still had the strength to spare, he held back, and then found you in some "clues" that you unintentionally left, and let you relax your vigilance before killing you with one blow. ”

"This..."

"This is a kind of consciousness, and I hope that you can gradually form a fighting consciousness in the coming days, and go. ”

"Wait... Wait a minute, Uncle Spark, what "clues" did I leave behind?"

"Wind wolf... Wind wolf... Wind wolf...?aha, I see, it's its blood dripping in the grass, and the ...... by the stream" Mogar was left alone, and he muttered as he headed north on the edge of the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

Six days later, that is, on the 53rd day of Mo Jia'er's arrival at the edge of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, about five hundred kilometers north of where he first entered the edge of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, Mo Jia was staring at a boulder crawling with vines, to be precise, Mo Jia was staring at a blood-red cat-like magic beast with a body length of more than 1.5 meters on the boulder.

A minute ago, Mogar passed by this boulder group in order to solve the problem of lunch and looked for prey, and wanted to climb on it to take a look, but as soon as he got closer, a sharp roar came from above the boulder group, and a huge demonic beast appeared in front of Mogar, and since then a man and a beast have been facing each other.

"The second-level demonic beast blood mongoose, the best of the second-level demonic beasts. Mogar exhaled, his spirit tense, "If Uncle Sparker wasn't around, I guess I'd have to be here today." ”

Mogar took a deep breath and was about to slowly retreat back, when suddenly his eyes were faint, and he saw that the back legs of the meerkat were dripping blood, and the meerkat looked back from time to time, as if he was protecting something.

"Let's go now!" "Hurry up now!" Mo Jiaer's heart moved, turned around and ran towards the jungle, "Huh" There was a beast roar behind him, he felt that something was approaching quickly, it turned out that when Mo Jia turned around, the blood meerkat just looked backwards, and heard Mo Jia's movement, so he regarded his turning action as a provocation, and instantly pursued Mo Jiaer.

"Damn!" Mo Jiaer cursed, he immediately turned around, as a cushion for his body to fall down and grasp the ground with his right hand, drawing three marks, he looked up and stared at the blood mongoose that also stopped in front of him, the ring on his chest flashed, and the short sword appeared in Mo Jiaer's hand, his legs were forceful, and his body leaned forward and went straight to the blood meerkat.

Suddenly, Mo Jiaer's eyes flickered, and his heart suddenly struck: "Oh no, it's a phantom!", at this time, the blood mongoose had already appeared behind him, and three blood lights flashed before and after, "Zi..." The clothes behind him were torn 6 times in an instant, bringing up 6 wisps of blood, and 6 blood marks appeared on his back.

"Hiss" felt the pain of the separation of skin and flesh, Mo Jiaer gasped, and before he had time to think about it, the short sword stabbed backwards, he felt a hard object stabbed, and then separated from the short sword.

One man and one beast staggered, and Mo Jiaer turned to stare at the blood meerkat, the original dark green clothes behind his back had been stained dark red with blood, and the blood meerkat also licked the paw that had been pierced with a wound.

Glancing at his back, "Looks like we're going to have to use our battle spirit." Mo Jiaer said secretly in his heart. He found that every time he fought with a demonic beast, if he used battle qi, the consumption would be extremely huge.

Although the amount of wind elements he absorbs every day is far more than the amount absorbed by the same level, after being filtered by seven whirlpools, coupled with the battle qi consumed by condensing the "Wind Hinge", there is not a lot of battle qi that can be stored in the fulcrum, so since these days, he has tried not to use battle qi in battles with Warcraft, reduce the consumption of battle qi, and rely on the strength of his body to fight Warcraft, and at the same time, he can quickly improve his combat skills.

Mo Jiaer stimulated the battle qi in the fulcrum, "boom" seemed to have a river flowing in his body, and the battle qi suddenly filled his body, and he held the short sword, and he felt full of strength.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, rolling a few dead leaves floating in front of the eyes of a man and a beast, "bang" and "huh" a man and a beast moved almost at the same time, Mo Jiaer's movement speed increased more than doubled, and he stabbed straight with a sword in his left hand, and at the moment when he staggered with the blood meerkat, the blood meerkat that had been stabbed gradually turned into a phantom.

A sharp aura appeared from Mojiaer's right and bit his neck, he hurriedly raised his right hand to block, and with a touch of it, a stream of blood shot out.

Mo Jiaer looked over his arm, and he could see a small piece of flying arm flesh, his body slammed to the ground, dragging forward for some distance, he rolled twice as hard as he could, turned over and half-squatted, gasping for breath.

His eyes stared at the meerkat that licked the corner of his mouth, and tried his best to endure the pain of his right hand piercing his heart, but fortunately, he had been bitten by Victor in the past two years in Meicente Village, and he could still endure this level of pain.

After a few breaths, Mogar rushed towards the blood mongoose again, 'whoosh', and in the staggered moment, three strands of flesh flew out of his right leg, and he seemed to feel no pain, and attacked the blood mongoose again.

After a few sprints back and forth, his body was already covered with scars, and most of his half-tattered clothes were stained red with blood, and suddenly Mojiaer was half-prostrate, all the panic in his eyes disappeared as quickly as possible, and his eyes were staring at the meerkatat with extremely bright eyes.

He continued to stimulate the battle qi to pour into his body, and his state continued to improve, and the next moment, he burst into the blood mongoose at nearly twice his usual speed.

The meerkat opposite him had a rapidly rising and falling abdomen, as if it was a little physically exhausted, but blood continued to pour into its eyes, and in just a moment, its eyes became red, and its limbs swelled rapidly, and finally its entire body was a full circle larger than before, and when Mogar rushed towards it, the blood mongoose also rushed towards Mojiaer.

At the staggered moment, the figure of the blood meerkat that was about to swing from the left side of Mo Jia paused uncontrollably for a moment, Mo Jiaer's eyes flashed a bright light, let go of his left hand, and the moment the short sword fell, it was caught by his right hand and stabbed towards the lower right.

The sound of "poof" piercing the drinking bag sounded, and a bloody meerkat with wide eyes appeared in the empty position on Mo Jiaer's right hand, and blood was constantly spurting from its neck.

Mogar let go of his right hand, and the blood mongoose began to fall with its short sword, cutting a furrow in the ground, and the dead leaves flew sideways and stopped not far behind Mogar.

"Sure enough, the ancestral bloodline has been awakened. Molgar was surprised, and then straightened up sharply.

"Hiss, hiss" He took two sharp breaths of cool air, and the blood left from the original wound had begun to coagulate, but he moved too violently, and the wound instantly cracked again, and continued to ooze blood.

"Damn,, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to get out of here. Mogar drew his dagger from the Blood Meerkat's neck and muttered as he quickly exited the Dark Jungle.

Not far from the battlefield, on a branch above a giant tree, Mo Jiaer applied special medicine to all wounds with great difficulty, especially when dealing with back wounds, the claw wounds on the waist were torn more seriously, but fortunately, they were all flesh wounds, and they did not hurt the vital point, and I believe they would heal soon.

Half an hour later, Mojiaer came to the battlefield again, the blood mongoose, as a second-level demonic beast, was already an extremely powerful existence in this marginal area, so although it was dead, the residual aura still made the surrounding low-level demonic beasts dare not approach.