With his own speed plus auxiliary magic, except for a few fifth-level demonic beasts with good speed, he can easily chase and kill him, and the speed of most other fifth-level demonic beasts is difficult to even see his back.

In the past two months, he has killed the top strength of the fourth-level demonic beasts, the lonely forest wolf, and singled out a group of fourth-level dark flame phosphorus jackals, but he was surrounded and killed so that even the giant sword was taken out, relying on the terrifying weight of the giant sword, he smashed 17 dark flame phosphorus jackals alive and died before he escaped.

He also harassed a seven-meter-long sixth-level demonic beast 'blue-striped monitor lizard', originally wanted to bully this demonic beast for its slow movement, and planned to sneak attack and kick it and run, but as soon as it got close to its tail, it was swallowed by the blue-striped monitor lizard by turning its head and swallowing it, and the whole person was swallowed alive!

Even if Mo Jiaer's physical strength reached the late fifth level, the bones of his shoulders and thighs were squeezed and cracked, and even several ribs were broken, and the strong feeling of pressure made him faint in an instant.

He only knew that the movement speed of the blue-striped monitor lizard was very slow, only equivalent to the speed of an ordinary fourth-level demonic beast, but he didn't expect its attack speed to be so fast that it didn't even react to Spark, who was hiding on the side, and in the blink of an eye, Mojar entered its stomach.

So a powerful ninth-level high-level aura permeated and crushed towards the blue-veined monitor lizard, and at the same time, Sparker took out an emerald red thin sword that was two meters long, and his body appeared next to it with a shake, taking advantage of the moment when it was shocked by the breath, the thin sword in his hand slashed a red light, forcibly cutting open the belly of the blue-veined monitor lizard, and dragging the unconscious Mo Jiaer out.

Sparky picked up Mogar, glanced back at the blue-veined monitor lizard whose broken stomach had flowed out of the incision, and finally put away the rappier, and the figure quickly disappeared, leaving it to fend for itself.

With the help of Spark, it took him half a month to recover as before, and during the cultivation period, he was also restless, hunting fourth-level demonic beasts with injuries, which delayed the recovery time, but the physical injuries also made him more careful when fighting, more concentrated, and more deeply experienced combat skills and magic release.

In addition to the battle with the Warcraft in the past two months, he has also met two Terrans, a fourth-level magician, and a two-star Falling Apostle, whose strength is equivalent to that of a fifth-level warrior, from their outfits, Mo Jiaer probably recognized that the fourth-level magician is from the Chaos Eleven Duchy of the Western Continent, and the two-star Falling Apostle is from the Cather Kingdom.

When I met the fourth-level magician is Mo Jiaer, who had just finished killing the fifth-level demonic beast Wood and Stone Rhino, he was seriously injured, his soul power was exhausted, and when his battle spirit was green, his murderous energy had also been exhausted, and he curled up back into his heart, except for the original soul power, it was already miserable to the point that he couldn't even squeeze out a trace of soul power, and he couldn't use the Eternal Night Giant Sword to smash this fourth-level magician.

Forced to be helpless, he had no choice but to ask Sparker for help, all he got was Spark's silence, looking at the menacing fourth-level magician, he knew that he was going to be planted here today!

Falling into a desperate situation, it stimulated his potential, and the fifth-level secret book 'Demon Burning Hand', which could not be used in a short period of time, was stimulated by him again, and the murderous aura was also forcibly squeezed out by him, but it was accidentally integrated into the fireflies, and the crimson fireflies turned into blood-red flames that filled his right half of his body.

With a speed far beyond that of a fifth-level warrior, he held his breath and quickly approached the fourth-level magician, and at the moment when he was approaching, he shouted:

"Bloodburner"

Behind him, a huge blood-colored flame fist three meters high quickly appeared, following Mo Jiaer to blast like a fourth-level magician.

However, the fourth-level magician was stunned by Mojiaer's speed, and only had time to release an earth-based fourth-level defensive magic 'Stone Essence Shield', but he was covered by Mojiaer's flame fist, and after only three seconds, his body and the stone spirit shield were melted into slag, and he didn't even have time to scream.

And it's good to die, the second Terran Luochen Apostle I met was a few days ago, Mojiaer was tracked by a group of fourth-level man-eating ant tides, no matter where he hid, he would be found, and when he was chased by the ant tide to the point of being incomplete, just at the corner of an ancient tree, the two turned and met.

Mo Jiaer was stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic, while the Luochen Apostle was stunned for a moment, with a blank face, and suddenly activated the star seed in his body, and suddenly the starry light overflowed.

Mo Jiaer didn't entangle at all, activated the murderous aura, and the speed that originally reached the late stage of the fifth-level warrior directly broke through to the speed of the middle stage of the sixth-level warrior, and disappeared in an instant, leaving behind a stunned Apostle of the Falling Sun and a group of man-eating ants that chased and killed to a berserk state.

After Mo Jiaer was far away, he only vaguely felt the violent star power and intermittent miserable screams behind him, this person's ending does not need to be thought about to know, and it is only Mo Jiaer's speed that is so fast that he can get out of a group of rampaging man-eating ants, and if he wants to change to other ordinary fourth-level warriors, he has long been gnawed to the scum.

I don't know if it's because the Warcraft Mountain Range is too big, or for some other reason, Mo Jiaer rarely meets the Terrans when he enters the Warcraft Mountain Range several times, and the only few encounters are at key points in his various states.

In the past two months, there have been no less than fifty battles, on average, almost one a day, and while the strength has increased rapidly, the scars on the body have also increased rapidly, not to mention small injuries, there are two wounds that directly lead to death.

At that time, it was fortunate that Sparker appeared in time to save him, and if he had been a second late, he would have said goodbye to the world.

In this environment of life and death, despair and hope, Mojar is not only improving his physical strength, but also undergoing a slight but irreversible sublimation of his spirit.

The sequelae of the high-intensity battle is that the attrition is too serious, the battle qi in the first and second fulcrums has been exhausted, and only one-third of the battle qi in the third fulcrum is left, and the soul power in the divine court... Since going south, there has been no surplus.

Although Mogar has been absorbing refining even elements on his own all the time, those amounts are simply not enough to consume in a battle, so in the past few days since he stopped fighting, plus the little soul power left before, so far Mogar has only recovered one-ninth of his mist soul power.

It seems that the soul power has a memory, as long as Mo Jiaer is willing, this ninths of the mist soul power can be condensed into dozens of drops of liquid soul power in an instant, and no matter how much mist soul power Mo Jiaer refines, it can be condensed into liquid soul power in an instant, and there is no need to re-condense the soul power, until the amount that has been condensed before.

It was precisely because of this discovery that Mo Jiaer dared to squander his soul power unscrupulously, anyway, as long as he returned to the academy and stayed in the Rubik's Cube for a day or two, he could refine the soul power of the entire Divine Court again.

Time flickered, and it was already the fifth month of Mojia's stay in the depths of the Warcraft Mountains, which meant that he would leave the Warcraft Mountains and return to Kenston Academy in two months.

At noon on the second day of the fifth month of entering the Demon Beast Mountain Range, as usual, with some scars, he dragged the corpse of the fourth-level Demon Beast Blue-eyed Golden Leopard that he had hunted head-on, and went to the stream near the camp to cut it down.

When he set the sliced thigh pieces on the campfire, Sparky showed up on time, waiting for the roast while continuing to explain the essentials of creating the Secret Book to Mogar.

The two were chatting, when suddenly a roar that Mojar couldn't hear spread over the camp, and Spark's face changed continuously, and finally his face turned blue, and he snorted coldly, and the figure disappeared in an instant.