Molting is the crystallization of Yuan Li, and the evolution of the Sky Swallowing Python is to shed the old skin, and then devour it, and in the process, the Yuan Force will be refined and quenched, so as to have greater power.

Every ten years, the strength of the Sky Swallowing Python will improve, but it will also encounter a lot of crises, many demon beasts will fight the idea of molting, and a fierce fight is inevitable. But after so many years, the fact that the Sky Swallowing Python is still alive only shows one problem, molting is not so easy to grab.

Zhang Mochen nodded slightly, and then said, "I'll go with you tomorrow!"

The male crocodile was immediately overjoyed, "Little brother, when the time comes, it will be of great benefit to you to seize the molt as much as possible, and refining it." ”

was told the true purpose by the male crocodile, Zhang Mochen was somewhat embarrassed, but the former was straightforward and fast-talking, but he didn't care.

Zhang Mochen nodded slightly, then found a corner and sat down, there was still a long time until tomorrow, he couldn't waste any time, as his breathing gradually calmed down, he entered the artistic conception of cultivation.

Seeing this, the demons no longer bothered, and all walked out of the cave, and the miscellaneous hair also followed, and at this time it was playing with the little crocodile.

Although the body is strong, but there is no quenching exercise, it is still too much of a loss, which is a powerful embodiment in the original battle against Song Qingzhu, as Zhang Mochen made a decision, a piece of jade flew out of the Qiankun bag and landed on the palm of his hand.

With the slow injection of Yuan Li, a stream of essence light shot out from Puyu, and then it went straight to Zhang Mochen's eyebrows.

After a while, the original simple jade lost its mysterious luster, and there was no doubt that it was like ordinary jade, but Zhang Mochen looked very happy with the corners of his mouth.

"Immovable underworld, Xuan-level advanced exercises, divided into three layers, a layer of fine iron body, with 10,000 jin of strength, anti-10,000 jin force, two layers of bronze body, with 100,000 jin of force, anti-100,000 jin force, three-layer of King Kong body, with a million jin of force, anti-million jin force. ”

"It's a good thing. ”

"Coupled with my own strong body, it is comparable to the earth-level quenching exercise. ”

Although he hated the Three-Fingered Yuan King to the core, the 'Three-Finger Exercise' and the 'Immovable Underworld' were indeed two big treasures, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and Zhang Mochen slowly closed his eyes.

......

Immersed in cultivation, time passed like a white horse, and when Zhang Mochen opened his eyes again, it was already the early morning of the next day.

With a smile in the corners of his eyes and his hands slowly clasped together, Zhang Mochen felt that his changes were by no means a half-star, but a qualitative ascension, and his muscles and veins seemed to contain inexhaustible strength.

"Although with my current strength, I can only cultivate to the body of refined iron, but it is enough. Zhang Mochen said happily.

At this moment, all the demons also came over, looking at the obvious changes in Zhang Mochen's momentum, they were all overjoyed.

"Little brother, it's almost time, let's go. The male crocodile said.

Putting away his smile, Zhang Mochen nodded solemnly, and in order to avoid being too eye-catching, he let the miscellaneous hair return to the Qiankun bag first.

The baby crocodile needs to be taken care of, and the female crocodile has no companions. Besides, its strength is only equivalent to that of a beginner Yuan Master, and even if it goes, it won't help much, but will become a burden.

Riding on the back of a male crocodile, Zhang Mochen felt the wind in his ears, and in terms of speed alone, it was actually a little faster than miscellaneous hair.

After a quick shuttle through the forest for an hour, as the speed of the male crocodile slowed down, an empty flat land appeared in Zhang Mochen's field of vision in the distance.

"Arrived?" Zhang Mochen asked in a low voice as he jumped off the crocodile's back and hid himself among the dead leaves on the ground.

The male crocodile also kept his breath to a minimum, and the gray-black crocodile's back had already blended in with the surroundings.

"Well, it's its lair underground, but it doesn't look like it's starting to evolve yet, we're waiting. The crocodile stared straight ahead and whispered back.

Zhang Mochen nodded solemnly, but those eyes were not idle, he was hiding under the dead leaves, like a little mouse, looking at everything around him, and he would not let go of any wind and grass.

Time passed second by second, not only was there not a trace of movement around, but even the open space in the center was surprisingly quiet, but neither the male crocodile nor Zhang Mochen dared to be careless. This pre-war silence is filled with suffocating tension.

"It's moving!"

The male crocodile finally snorted softly, Zhang Mochen frowned and looked towards the central clearing, the originally calm ground, countless dead leaves began to shake violently, and there was a rumbling sound, and the ground below there was a continuous rumbling sound, like a precursor to an earthquake.

The muffled sound became more and more frequent, and the shaking became more and more intense, until the ground within a radius of dozens of miles followed suit, withered leaves, and flocks of birds flew in fright.

"Roar!"

After a long time, a painful roar came from the ground, as if it were a cry from hell, and it was so miserable that it made people's hairs stand on end.

However, after that, the strong tremors gradually subsided, and the space slowly returned to calm.

"Molting successfully?" asked Zhang Mochen in the lowest voice.

"It should be, ready to do it. The crocodile whispered back, but the rage was already burning in his eyes.

"Wait!" Looking at the still quiet surroundings again, Zhang Mochen hurriedly said. If, as the male crocodile said, every time the evolution of the Sky Swallowing Python is a fierce battle, then there must be countless pairs of greedy eyes hidden in this silent forest.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Mochen's words fell, a stinging sound came, and a huge eagle beast leaped out of the towering treetops, and then flapped its wings and circled above the clearing. Each flap of those wings stirred up a gust of wind that blew up all the dead leaves on the ground.

"Second-Order Horned Hippriff!" the male crocodile snorted solemnly.

Zhang Mochen stared closely ahead, whether it was the serious expression of the male crocodile or the beast power that emanated with the gust of wind in mid-air, he knew that this horned eagle beast was also a fierce existence.

The Horned Eagle Beast was obviously very jealous of the Sky Swallowing Python as well, but the great temptation caused it to hover in mid-air for a few minutes before swooping headlong with a hissing sound.

Suddenly, the landslide cracked, and the originally flat open space was smashed into a bottomless pit, and this pit quickly expanded rapidly with the fierce fighting, and it looked like a sinkhole from a distance.

The miserable roar continued, and countless gravel flew out of the sinkhole, although he couldn't see the situation inside, Zhang Mochen knew that the horned eagle beast had already fought with the Sky Swallowing Python.

"Do you want to do it?" the male crocodile asked coldly, and now the nest was blasted open, and inside was its killer enemy, and the cold gray beast pupils had already been completely occupied by monstrous hatred and surging murderous aura.

"Wait!" Zhang Mochen immediately replied, the praying mantis catching the cicada and the yellow finch were behind, and he didn't want to be the tragic praying mantis.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, the surrounding jungle began to shake extremely much, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen figures swooped out, and then rushed towards the sinkhole, each of which was no less breathing than a male crocodile.

More than a dozen figures jumped down as quickly as dumplings, but they were shocked out almost at the same time. The huge beast bodies were lying on their backs in the air, leaving behind clouds of blood mist, and then slammed heavily on the ground. If you look closely, they are all missing arms and legs, and none of them are alive.

"What's going on?" Zhang Mochen asked solemnly, with the Horned Eagle Beast taking the lead, it stands to reason that these dozen or so demon beasts should not be attacked head-on by the Sky Devouring Python, and even if they were attacked, it would be impossible for them all to be killed.

"I don't know, the strength of the Heaven-Swallowing Python after molting should only be slightly stronger than the Horned Eagle Beast, and it is impossible to kill these dozen demon beasts at the same time. The male crocodile's gaze never left the direction of the sinkhole, and this situation was not what he wanted to see.

More than a dozen corpses had stained the land blood-red, but the fighting in the sinkhole continued. Something was wrong, Zhang Mochen and the male crocodile glanced at each other and chose to continue hiding.

Suddenly, a strong pressure came from the direction of the heart of the forest, and the wind like a knife cut off the entire waist-thick old tree, and the dead leaves on the ground seemed to lose their gravity, and they floated in the air, being rolled into the shape of a whirlwind.

Holding back the violent heartbeat, Zhang Mochen's gaze looking into the distance was full of condensation, and this sudden coercion made him feel obviously suffocated.

The male crocodile crawled on the ground completely, motionless, and his iron-like body began to tremble slightly, which was an absolute beastly suppression, just like a commoner saw the monarch, only kneeling on the ground, trembling.

ps: Something happened yesterday, no update, sorry!