The demon followed the direction pointed by Spark, and walked diagonally to the northeast, this run was a day, almost across a province, before reaching the 10,000-meter open area corresponding to the Nocas Fortress, and Mogar patted the evil spirit on the neck, signaling it to continue through the open area.

A few hundred meters away from the fortress, Sparky appeared, and Morgar touched the demon's thick mane, slid off its back, and walked side by side with Spark, and from time to time people or convoys gathered around him to return to the Nocas Fortress, so the combination of Morgar and them was not remarkable.

As the fortress approached, a team of more than two hundred meters long had gathered at the gate of the city to enter the city, the scene was vast and noisy, the aura in the entire team was uneven, the strongest level eight, the weakest was the ordinary Orion, from time to time there were strong people who exuded the breath of eight or nine levels entered from the special passage of the side door, and even not long ago, two realm-level powerhouses swept low over the Nokas Fortress and flew to the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

This time, Mojar and the others did not take a special passage, but interspersed with the large procession, and as the crowd slowly moved forward, waiting bored, Sparker asked casually:

"Xiao Mo, how is your specific strength now?"

"When the physical strength reaches the late stage of a fifth-level warrior, the soul index should be able to reach the middle stage of a fifth-level magician, because the soul power has not fully recovered, so I am not sure. Although the level has not broken through, the overall strength is at least two times higher than five months ago..."

"Puff, puff, fifth-level warriors, and fifth-level magicians, children nowadays are really good at bragging, and they love to talk big..."

"That's it, that's it, the little hairy boy who is only a few years old dares to pull out the strength of the fifth level, and he laughs to death. ”

"I really don't know how thick the sky is, if it weren't for the fact that you are a child, I would slap you to death!"

"Second brother, I think it's better to forget it, the one next to him has a fourth-level strength, and he is about to enter the city, so let's not cause trouble!"

Behind Mo Jiaer, four strong men with the strength of third-level warriors naturally classified Mo Jiaer as an ordinary person because they couldn't see through Mo Jiaer's strength, and then you and I talked about it.

Mo Jiaer turned his head and looked at the four of them, and the four of them immediately widened their eyes, wanting to scare him, but they didn't know that in Mo Jiaer's eyes, if they were in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, they would already be dead.

Mojar turned his head back, glanced at Spark, smiled slightly, and asked, "Uncle Spark, when did you become a fourth-level weakling?"

Immediately, the momentum of the two spread outward, and then instantly retracted, only shrouded in the four strong men, and suddenly the four of them froze, cold sweat flowed from their foreheads, and the team was still moving forward, until another five waves of people passed by them, and they were relieved.

The four of them looked at each other, then turned around to look at the open area behind them at the same time, nodded to each other, and walked in the direction of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, they would rather stay in the Demon Beast Mountain Range for a few more months than meet those two in the fortress.

This was just a boring episode in the queue, and the two of them scared the four strong men away and continued to discuss his current strength, and then mentioned the strength of the evil spirit and Nikelus, and Mojar only made a rough comparison, and said to Spark:

"Because of the absorption of the inheritance of the ghost star rider, the strength of the evil ghost has grown rapidly, and it has reached the fifth level of primary strength, although the strength level of the demon beast is somewhat different from the strength level of the human race, and it is generally weaker than the human race, but the strength of the evil spirit is extremely solid, compared to the human race of the same level, it is even more powerful, especially since it has already awakened the elements, and it is estimated that it can encounter a few moves against the peak warriors of the fifth level.

As for Nicklers, the growth of strength is really pitiful, when I first found him, because he was hit by the powerful aura of that great magic guide, the breath of the fourth level of the initial level was extremely weak, and I didn't even sense it at the time, but with the gradual recovery after a few months, his breath became more and more stable, and finally froze at the fourth level of the initial level, almost two years, his strength still stayed at the first level, and the speed was slower than that of a snail!"

At this time, Nickler's mocking voice appeared in Mojar's mind: "I can sleep for a while, and my strength will automatically break through to the fifth level when I wake up in a few decades, can you?"

"I... You..."

"What are you, cut, my clan doesn't have the disgusting elemental affinity of your human race, the elemental absorption is slow, and the natural strength grows slowly, but my clan has a long lifespan, I will only reach adulthood after six hundred years, it is estimated that when you are old, I have just reached the prime of life, and when you are about to die of old age, I will lift the blood tie, hahaha, I will be angry with you!"

Mogar raised his right hand, brought his left hand close to his right hand, put it in front of Nikkles' eyes, and then slowly raised his middle finger and spoke:

"Excuse me, I'll lift it now, don't wait for me to get old, thank you!"

Sparky looked sideways, smiled helplessly, let the two of them fight each other, raised his left hand around the demon's neck, and moved forward slightly, following the crowd into the Nocas Fortress.

While the two of Mo Jia were waiting in line, an invisible collision was taking place in the depths of the entire Eastern Continent and the Western Continent and the vast Sunset Plain, causing a huge shock, and tracing the source of the collision was the once every decade 'Three Flame Hammer Core' competition!

The headquarters of the Grant Imperial Arms Chamber of Commerce in the Eastern Continent, located in the huge conference room on the fourth floor, is extremely empty, only a luxurious soft leather seat, and eight real-time holographic shadow balls with one gold coin per minute around it, President Patrick has a cigarette handle in his mouth, his face is gloomy, and he sits on the chair, his fat body makes the seat look a little crowded, and eight solid but somewhat transparent figures are projected above the shadow ball, some old and some young, and the forging strength has reached the level of a ninth-level forging grandmaster.

Lined up from both sides of Patrick, the eight figures were from the four kingdoms around the Grant Empire, the three families of the Death Desert, and the Sin City within the 100,000 mountains, and the eight people were arguing violently.

Patrick listened to the noisy discussions, and finally snorted coldly, and the conference room suddenly fell silent, and he said in a deep voice:

"I'll just say it once, the eight of you are the top forging masters in the Eastern Continent, this competition, if no one wins any of the three championships in the area under your jurisdiction, then I will give you three days to spit out all the benefits I have created for you over the years, if you can't satisfy me, I will let this world have a few fewer forging masters!"

One of the white-haired old men immediately said angrily: "Boy, don't be too arrogant, the Council of Elders will not sit idly by and let you do whatever you want." Besides, it has been 14 consecutive sessions, and the representative of the Eastern Continent has never won the championship, so how can we count the losses on us in this session? ”

Suddenly, there was a chorus of echoes around him: "It's just..."

"President, you also know the strength of the Western Continent Headquarters, it's not that we are neglecting the event, it's just that with the overall refining level of the East Road, it is not easy to break into the top ten in each event, and it is necessary to win the championship... Aren't you a strong man?"

"Pete, don't think that you are an extraordinary forging master and look down on people, our forging qualifications and experience are no worse than yours!"

"What qualifications does the president of the Eastern Continent of the Arms Chamber of Commerce, who got it by picking up the mess, call us in exchange, and the former president is very respectful to us, the regional vice presidents. Failed to get the first place for 14 consecutive sessions, it was completely because you didn't manage it well, it was your own dereliction of duty, and now you insist on counting the loss on our heads? Hmph, there is no door!"

...

Eight people, you keep counting Patrick one by one, and when the discussion gradually subsides, Patrick raised his head slightly, spit out a puff of smoke, and looked at everyone with contempt, and the atmosphere was so embarrassed that it froze.