Chapter Twenty-Nine: The First-Class Demonic Beast is Approaching!
After five minutes, the suction began to decrease, and the energy absorbed and transformed in these five minutes was almost equal to the sum of the energy gathered when Mojiaer opened the fulcrum, which was the result of Mojiaer's efforts to suppress and absorb, which shows how terrifying the elements absorbed can be every time he breaks through. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
When he felt the suction in Mojal's body slowly disappear, Sparky nodded slightly, and when he stomped his foot, a circle of ripples spread out around him, rolling a layer of dead leaves and spreading outward, until the ripples disappeared in the depths of the forest, and then Spark's body disappeared from Mojael's side in a flash.
When the last trace of suction in the fulcrum in Mojiaer's body dissipated, he let out a long breath and sensed the space in the fulcrum, he was extremely stunned, the range was so large that he could only faintly feel the edge of the space, you must know that he has 23 times the soul index.
Feeling the liquid wind element that he thought was extremely huge just now, Mo Jiaer was dumbfounded, the liquid wind element turned into a ball of battle qi, which can only be regarded as a little bit in this space, if this space is compared to a half-meter-high wine barrel, then the battle qi formed in the fulcrum is like a drop of wine in the wine barrel.
Mo Jiaer was a little decadent in an instant, thinking about whether to directly absorb the elements and not refine, or not to store them to a perfect state, as long as they were stored to an amount that could break through to the next level.
But in the end, Mojiaer gave up these ideas and reinvigorated, "Only the stronger the strength, the more you can help your father and help the family." He thought to himself.
After feeling the size of the space again, Mo Jiaer withdrew from the induction state, and suddenly felt that everything around him became clearer, and took out his pocket watch and looked at it, "It's only past nine o'clock, and that's just over two hours, so I'm more genius than the genius in Uncle Spark's mouth, haha..."
"Gollum..."Mogar's stomach suddenly rang, he hadn't eaten for a day, and after exiting the absorption state, he finally felt a hunger pang, and looked around, seeing steaming food on the ancient boulder crawling with vegetation next to him.
He licked his lips, only to realize that Sparky was not here, shook his shoulders, and walked over to the boulder to eat the breakfast that Sparker had prepared for him.
After breaking through to become a first-level warrior, Mo Jiaer's senses have been significantly improved, halfway through eating, he feels that something is approaching, and the sense of danger continues to increase, it stands to reason that protective measures have been taken around, there should be no accidents, but the growing sense of danger made Mo Jiaer give up continuing to eat breakfast and quickly hide behind another boulder.
When he saw the face of the thing, Mo Jiaer took a deep breath, "First-level Demonic Beast Fanged Pig", at this time, a tusked pig with red eyes that was only half a meter high and more than a meter long appeared where Mo Jiaer was just standing, the pair of fangs occupied half of its head, and the luster flashed from the tips of the teeth from time to time, Mo Jiaer did not doubt its sharpness, and it was definitely able to easily penetrate his small body.
Looking at the number of scars on its body, you can think about how many battles it has experienced, and it can still live well, and it is definitely the best among the first-level demonic beasts.
Mo Jiaer swallowed his saliva fiercely, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn, this has just broken through, and I met such a person before I finished eating." ”
As soon as Mo Jia Er spoke, the fanged pig's ears trembled, and then he turned to stare at the boulder where he was hiding, and when he saw that he was discovered by the fang pig, Mo Jia couldn't help but lean again.
He took a deep breath and was about to take out the giant sword, but remembered what Sparker said: "Try not to use your giant sword at the edge of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, no monster in this bottom area can withstand its weight, even in the middle area, few monsters can withstand it, if you rely on the weight of the giant sword, then the training effect of this time will be greatly reduced." He shook it, gritted his teeth and took out the short sword given by James, thinking in his heart that when he got out of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, he must buy a sword that he could take advantage of.
The moment Mogar grasped the dagger, it was as if he was back in his cabin in the village of Macente, as if he was about to face six puppets that were extremely familiar to him, not a ferocious beast, and this familiar scene quickly calmed his mind.
He turned and stood beside the boulder, exposed to the Fanged Pig's sight, the Fanged Pig's blood-red eyes flashed, and the two backkicks kicked hard, and a few sprints were in front of Mojia.
A smell of blood accompanied by a burst of coercion rushed to his face, and Mogar was trying to recall the fighting techniques taught by Spark, and was so surprised that he didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly parried the short sword in front of him.
"Hiss" Mojiaer's clothes were directly cut by the pair of fangs, but fortunately, the short sword blocked the pair of fangs, otherwise it would not be as simple as the clothes were torn.
The fanged pig stopped sprinting, and with a sharp turn, it brought up a burst of dead leaves flying sideways, and a few sprints appeared in front of Mojiaer again, and he hurriedly blocked the fanged pig's attack again.
After passively blocking a few back and forth, the results of the two years of training began to be revealed, gradually keeping up with the tusked pig's attack, and while resisting, it was also able to make a small cut on it.
The feeling of becoming more and more familiar, as if facing the six puppets again, made Mo Jiaer shake his head for a moment, and with a "bang", his left arm was grazed by fangs, and a wisp of blood was instantly brought out, making a cut.
"Hiss" The pain made Mo Jia take a deep breath, looking at the arm that began to bleed, the pain made Mo Jia quickly concentrate, his head was running rapidly, and he recalled the information about the Fang Pig in the book, "The weakest position of the Fang Pig is the abdomen, but it is not easy to be attacked under the body, then, the place that cannot be protected is the back." After making his decision, he leaned forward and bent his legs slightly.
The fanged pig smelled the blood on Mogar's arm, and its eyes became redder, and its left front hoof slashed the ground twice, bringing up a few fallen leaves.
At this time, Mo Jiaer's legs just bent slightly, and the "Boom" Fanged Pig slammed into Mo Jiaer in a few sprints, and at the moment when the Fanged Pig appeared in front of him, he kicked the ground with both legs, jumped high, and then stabbed the short sword into the back of the Fanged Pig with a twist.
With the help of the sharpness of the short sword, it easily pierced through the hard skin of the fanged pig, pierced the backbone, and sank deep into the back of the fanged pig.
He then leaned over and landed on his feet, supporting his hands on the ground to soften the impact of the fall.
Inserted into its body by the dagger, the fanged pig suddenly let out a terrible cry, and ran forward in terror, and the harder it ran, the faster its life passed.
After a while, there was a "boom" and the huge body of the fanged pig slammed into the ground, bringing up patches of dead leaves.
It wasn't until the fanged pig fell to the ground that Mo Jiaer let out a sigh, slowly got up, and pulled his sweat-soaked clothes, and was still a little frightened, he recalled the scene when he fought against the six puppets before, compared with the battle that had just happened, he seemed to understand something from it, and then a few violent roars sounded, and it felt that it should not be far away.
"Gollum" followed by another sound, Mo Jiaer was too nervous, and the voice was too close, scared himself, and then laughed at himself, he didn't eat much, he consumed his physical strength too quickly just now, and his stomach was hungry again.