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"Meow, it turns out that those two new hunters are not companions, but just their regular reserves." Nightmare Meow clicked on the water with her claws, causing ripples, "Now, do you have any expectations for those guys?" ”

"Expectation? I wasn't expecting that bunch of stuff. Mo Lin looked at the group of raw food guys on the water, there was no emotion in his ice-blue eyes, there was just an endless chill, "Cat, have you noticed one thing?" ”

"What meow?" The black cat kept adjusting the angle, wanting more information. This surface of the water is a monitor for Lost Mirage, and the only drawback is that it can't read the sound. But he's also a person who has practiced lip language for a while, and as long as those perverts don't play any ventriloquist tricks, it won't be difficult for him.

"The three heavenly givers ate too much, and most of the meat went into their stomachs." Mo Lin touched his chin and said calmly, "The two dead people together are about two hundred and twenty or thirty catties, which can be two hundred catties even if you cut off bones and other things." This amount of meat and water is by no means something that can be eaten in ten minutes, not even for those who are able. ”

"It's not surprising that those three heavenly givers have their own bloodlines and eat more than ordinary people, right?" The black cat looked up and asked suspiciously.

"Blood? What if I told you that even a person with dragon blood can't eat so much in a short period of time? There was a sneer on the corner of Mo Lin's mouth, "Although the humanoid dragon clan and xenomorph eat a lot, it is only about twice as much at most. Their way of obtaining energy is no longer limited to 'eating', in fact 'eating' is just a form of entertainment for them. ”

"You mean to say?" The black cat seemed to frown and said with a deep groan.

"Isn't that obvious?" Mo Lin slowly stood up, frost flowers slowly forming on the grass around him, "Food is an essential catalyst for them. Maybe it's because of capacity limitations. Maybe it's because of the nature of the bloodline, in short...... It's not something to mess with. ”

"Sit down, Bluestar." Nightmare Meow's tail stretched out, gently pressing Mo Lin back to the ground, forcing him to change back to his seated position, "You're a guest. This meow is the master here. This is Ben Meow's world, no matter how strong those guys are, Ben Meow should deal with them. ”

The black cat retracted its tail and walked forward with graceful steps, and in a few moments pushed open the small door.

"Dragons who are naturally hungry are extremely rare, and the few that are the only ones are ordinary foodies. There are quite a few big-stomach kings among the xenos, and the cruel queen's race can even swallow the crystal wall system. But so what? ”

The black cat glanced back, and the pitch-black flame jumped in his eyes.

"Ben Meow is a descendant of the Nine Lives Empress, can she be weaker than their group of mountain and wild horsemen in the background? Sit here with peace of mind and wait for the good news of Benmeow. Otherwise, I won't give you meat to eat. ”

After saying that, the black cat walked out of the door and hooked his tail to the wooden door.

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On the other side, the five "hunters" under the leadership of the muscular pervert Fu Jian opened their own chain ability - "pure white world". However, what happened later greatly exceeded their expectations, and the ability that should have been invincible hit a wall for the first time at this time, and it didn't even break the other party's illusion.

"Rich, rich and strong?" Ito's face was panicked, and he subconsciously looked at his leader. "This, what the hell is going on!"

"Huh. I'll just say it's not a fantasy. The pseudo-mother took out a bottle of perfume from her pocket and sprayed it twice on her body comfortably, "How can there be such a real illusion in the world, unless it is filming "Inception". Let me say, this is definitely a man-made extradimensional world. ”

The muscular pervert Fu Jian didn't say a word, just raised his feet and walked to a tree next to him. Punched down.

"Fu Jianjun, don't waste ...... Huh? The pseudo-mother seems to want to persuade the other party again, who would have thought that the world around her suddenly changed. Whether it is the sky, the earth, or the surrounding trees, they are all shrouded in a gray mist, as if covered with a gray veil.

"Wait. We?! Ito-kun subconsciously looked to the side, and suddenly found that his teammates had all turned into half-virtual and half-real spirits. He thought that he might be able to maintain his normal life with the advantage of his bloodline, but it turned out to be like a basin of cold water poured on his head, making him cold from body to mind.

"Ito-kun, how long are you going to be stupid?" The muscular man looked around and said slowly, "The 'Pure White World' has broken some of the effects of this illusion, haven't you noticed it yet?" Don't be blinded by senseless fear, Ito-kun. ”

"I, I'm ......," Ito bowed his head in shame, "I'm sorry, Tomiyakun, please forgive me for my rashness." ”

The muscletra ignored his apology and instead took the lead in a certain direction.

"This illusion can indeed be fake, even if a terrifying demon comes in, there is a possibility of dying here. Unfortunately, it touched the 'pure white world'. ”

It didn't take long for him to walk up to a big tree and blast the other with his fist without hesitation.

"See? These trees are the nodes of the illusion. I have to say that the person who cast the illusion is very clever, and can maintain more than half of the effect in the erosion of the 'pure white world'. Hmph, if you don't know that what happened to us is an illusion, you are already too scared to walk. ”

The pervert kept destroying the nodes of the illusion as he spoke, without the slightest pause along the way. It's like playing Girl Scroll 5 when he opened the Root Treasure that pierces the wall and the invincible hanging, and he doesn't care about any mazes, traps, ghouls, dragon lichs, etc., and he runs to the dragon roar at the bottom of the tomb with all his thoughts.

After a while, he took the other five people to the ** outside. The mighty Lost Illusion was a joke to him, a bad joke that wasn't very funny.

And in front of them, stood an eight-tailed black cat.

"Tsk, you can't eat this thing." The pseudo-mother sighed, and used her hand as a fan to fan the wind boringly, "Fu Jian-kun, Ito-kun, which of you wants to solve it?" ”

"A strange beast?" Fu Jian frowned slightly, as if he was very dissatisfied with this result, "Since the creator of the illusion dares to send a cat out to deal with us, he either has great confidence in it, or he is poor in donkey skills. ”

"Fu Jianjun, why don't you let me take a look?" For some reason, the cowardly Ito would volunteer to recommend himself, looking eager to try.

“…… Then there you go, Ito-kun. Fu Jian thought for a moment and motioned for everyone to retreat to the back together.

"Underestimated?" The black cat tilted his head and said a little jokingly, "Ha, Ben Meow thought it was some powerful bloodline, but it turned out to be just an ordinary ghost meow." If you're a green blower, you'll be scared, but it's a pity you're not. ”

The black cat walked gracefully, lightly like a ghost in the night. The boundless darkness came forward behind him like a tidal wave, engulfing everything in an instant.

The soles of the feet with soft flesh pads silently stepped on the ground, giving birth to pitch-black fire lotuses. However, no one could observe his presence in this darkness, not even the current Xu Tianshi.

"Ben Meow is really curious, who gave you the courage to challenge?" The black cat's gaze penetrated the barrier of the night and fell on the group of panicked "hunters", "a drunk-swallowing boy, a flying head, and a glutton...... Hey, when did the Nine-Tailed Cat Demon fall to the point where it was on par with these defective products. ”

He spoke sarcastic words, but he did not slack off against the enemy. Since those guys can break their "lost illusions", they must have their own merits. A man once said, "We must despise the enemy strategically and attach importance to the enemy tactically, and all reactionaries are paper tigers."

The black curtain silently enveloped the enemy, creeping into them along the seven orifices. The effect of this thing is similar to poisonous smoke, once it invades, it will wreak havoc on the ** organizational structure, and within a moment, the guy who is tricked will turn into blood.

The nine-tailed cat family determines the number of talents based on the number of tails, and rarely has the same talents except for the basic "illusion", "claws", and "grace". For example, he has five special talents: "Dark Night", "Dark Apocalypse", "Source of Plague", "Heart of Fury", and "Nightmare Fury".

What's more, each tail represents a chance at resurrection. Nightmare Meow has eight tails, which proves that he has a total of eight talents and eight lives, which is simply an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

"Tsk, the vitality is still very tenacious." The black cat looked at the five "hunters" who were festering all over their bodies, and immediately strengthened the exertion of the "source of the plague", "Someone once said that Benmeow's attack is like taking a sauna, doesn't this feel very comfortable?" ”

"Say less...... Wind cool words! Ito waited for his blood-red eyes, feeling like there were tens of thousands of ants constantly tearing at his flesh, "You, you have to pay for this!" ”

"What a tough ghost meow." The black fire in the black cat's eyes jumped slightly, and the flower-like black flames condensed out of thin air, and floated slowly towards the other party, "Are you hungry, will this meow give you something to eat?" ”

Most of Ito's flesh had been melted into liquid, with only a few stubborn seas barely hanging from the skeleton. However, there was not the slightest cowardice on his hideous face, only bloodthirsty madness.

"What a pleasure, damn cat."

He gasped, each breath bringing out a thick mist of blood. Bursts of unique fluctuations quietly emerged, and in an instant, they turned into flames.

"Cry in my world, bastard!"

"Mental image projection. Barren! (To be continued.) )