Mu Ling's evil smile, the bear beast's reaction, even if Zhang Mochen didn't know what to say, but he was not stupid enough to think that he wanted to learn beast language with the bear beast.

The sense of foreboding in his heart became more and more intense, Zhang Mochen frowned slightly, making matters worse, and in the next second, his vision suddenly became dark, as if the light was blocked by a big mountain.

At the same time as the light changed, there was a roar and explosion overhead, Zhang Mochen's eyes tightened, and a thick arm hammered down.

"Damn!"

Zhang Mochen scolded secretly, and the aura of the intermediary Yuanshi instantly urged, his feet slammed on the ground, and he dodged backwards with the help of reaction.

"Whew..."

The dagger-like bear claws slashed against his chest, although he didn't touch himself, but because of the proximity, Zhang Mochen was shocked. If you get caught, it's not as simple as opening the flesh.

However, Zhang Mochen, who was fortunate to have escaped the catastrophe, had not yet landed on his feet, and the next second he was like a kite with a broken string, swept by a hurricane pulled up by a bear's paw, like a fallen leaf in a violent wind, without the power to resist, and after breaking an old tree, he smashed it heavily on the ground.

Zhang Mochen, who has the power of the earth element, is not weak after all, but a trace of blood is still disobedient and left from the corner of his mouth.

Holding back the rolling waves in his chest, Zhang Mochen clenched his back teeth and rolled his body against the ground violently, because the bear's paw that covered the sky and the sun slammed again, without a chance to breathe.

"Bang!" the bear paw fell, and the ground was dented, like a sinkhole.

The air flow compresses sharply between the bear's paw and the earth, and finally forms a majestic ripple that hits the surrounding area.

Before he could get up, Zhang Mochen lost control of his body again, wiped the ground, and slid away.

The boulder instantly crashed into powder, Zhang Mochen felt the sweetness of his throat, and a mouthful of blood finally couldn't help but spurt out.

The clothes had already been rubbed and broken, and Zhang Mochen tore them off to reveal his body. Although his body was scarred, he looked strong and sturdy, and I am afraid that even Zhang Mochen himself had not noticed this change.

With one knee on the ground, Zhang Mochen frowned, although the two blows of the bear beast just now happened suddenly, he did not use all his strength, or even a tenth of his strength, he was convinced of this. No matter how strong the monkey is, he can't avoid the five-fingered mountain, not to mention that he is just an intermediary yuanshi.

Although the bear beast was just playing, it had already made Zhang Mochen unable to parry, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were a full explanation. However, after two blows, the bear beast did not continue to attack, slowly turned its huge body, staggered away step by step, and gradually disappeared into the dense fog.

After the bear beast left, a blue light also floated out of the cave again, and came to Zhang Mochen, who was paralyzed on the ground, as if smiling.

Suddenly he was angry, and scolded the eighteenth generation of the Wood Spirit Ancestor in his heart, but he pretended to be pitiful. In fact, there is no need to pretend to be pitiful, the current Zhang Mochen is indeed embarrassed.

"How is it?" Looking at the sleek young man, Mu Ling smiled lightly and said.

"Not bad!" Spit out the residual blood in his mouth with saliva to the ground, Zhang Mochen stood up with difficulty, and the corners of his mouth grinned even more stubbornly.

At this moment, Zhang Mochen already roughly knew Mu Ling's intentions, and wanted him to hone in the competition with the bear beast. The bird flies away with the phoenix, and with such a strong opponent, the benefits cannot be described as shallow.

Even after a few minutes, the turmoil in his chest still did not calm down, Zhang Mochen was just slapping his swollen face and becoming fat, but in the next second, Mu Ling's words made him stiff suddenly, and his face was like ashes.

"Then tomorrow continues!"

Looking at Zhang Mochen, who wanted to save face, Mu Ling smiled proudly, and after speaking lightly, he turned around and returned to the cave.

Zhang Mochen scolded secretly and followed helplessly, but when he bypassed the portal and walked to the entrance of the cave, a powerful hurricane blew violently, and the force was no less than the wind pressure pulled by the bear beast.

His legs were bent one after the other, and his hands were clasped at the same time on the groove on the cave wall, even so, Zhang Mochen slowly slid backwards.

After holding on for a few breaths, Zhang Mochen finally became a fallen leaf in the wind again, was blown up alive, and was thrown into the air fiercely, leaving a few clear traces of blood on the wall of the cave.

......

The clouds and mist are shrouded, the sun is ethereal, the sunset hangs obliquely, and the surrounding areas have long been out of sight. The torches burned quietly, and there was a cold light in the cave, and in the center of the emptiness, Zhang Mochen was sitting on the ground, his mouth opening from time to time, repeating the words of the wood spirit, like a parrot.

Mu Ling's words are mysterious and difficult to understand, and there is no intersection with human language at all, although one note and one note are drawn according to the gourd, but a simple sentence, Zhang Mochen took an hour to say it completely with some jerky.

"Whew!"

With a long sigh of relief, Zhang Mochen simply lay down, this brain-moving thing is not only laborious but also laborious, he would rather practice the sword for an hour.

"Your understanding is so poor, you actually learned such a simple beast language for an hour!"

Although it is difficult to learn, but after all, it is learned, Zhang Mochen just breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a sneer from Mu Ling in his ears, and his relaxed body stood up, and his eyes were cast at Mu Ling with protest.

"Master, you are conceived by heaven and earth, I am a mere human being, there is no comparison!"

"Stupid is stupid, where are there so many excuses. Mu Ling raised his eyebrows and replied proudly.

Looking at the somewhat distrauded wood spirits, Zhang Mochen scolded in his heart: "It's tens of thousands of years old ghosts, and they're still so naïve!"

......

The sun and the moon alternate, the years change, because there is no daylight, Zhang Mochen doesn't know how long he has been here, and he doesn't have the heart to pay attention to these, because the current time is either to run for his life under the bear's paws, or to fight against the hurricane in the cave, or to learn the beast language in the cynicism of the wood spirit.

It's a new day. The wood spirit floated in the air, standing with his hands ready, the blue light moving slowly, and his demeanor was calm, but there was a rare smile of relief on his illusory face from time to time.

"Click!"

An old tree was broken alive, and then thrown out by the bear's paw, and the focus of that force was naturally Zhang Mochen.

At this moment, Zhang Mochen was still naked, his original white and tender skin was ruined beyond recognition, with gray-black mud marks and dense scars, looking like a wild man.

However, although this body looks a little sloppy, it gives people an incomparably strong sense of strength, and the obviously bulging muscles are connected to each other, forming a strong curve, which is many times stronger than when it was first crushed by the bear beast.

Looking at the galloping giant tree, the corners of Zhang Mochen's mouth raised, now he, although he can't confront one or two head-on in the face of the attack of the bear beast, he is also less panicked at the beginning, his feet slammed on the ground, his body jumped up with strength, and his arms stretched out in the air, like a crane spreading its wings.

The giant tree roared, Zhang Mochen stepped on the wood and ran, running to the end of the giant tree, tiptoeing, and the volley's body took off into the air again.

The offensive was easily defused, the bear beast raised its head to the sky and roared, and in the next second, two huge bear paws waved wildly, and the boulders with the size of the wellhead were thrown out rapidly, overwhelming the sky and pointing directly at Zhang Mochen.

A boulder was the first to blast in, Zhang Mochen's face was calm, his legs were split flat, his arms were propped down, and he dodged the arc of the attack. And when the boulder passed by, Zhang Mochen retracted his legs, stepped violently, and rushed forward with the help of counterforce.

The boulder is like rain, but it does not touch it, jumping from one boulder to another, Zhang Mochen is like a spirit monkey flying over the jungle, with ease and agility.

Zhang Mochen finally stepped on the last boulder under his feet, jumped into the air with the help of his strength, flipped a few times in the air, and landed steadily.

At this time, the bear beast also stopped attacking, and the pair of high green beast pupils seemed to have a hint of praise.

Walking under the bear beast, Zhang Mochen tilted his head to the extreme, and his mouth began to open, although the voice was intermittent and sounded stiff, but it could cause the bear beast to respond in a low voice from time to time.

After a moment of exchange, the bear beast roared at the wood spirit that had been standing still, and then turned and disappeared.

Zhang Mochen put away his breath and walked slowly towards Mu Ling, a clear smile on his dirty face. During this period of training, Zhang Mochen has really grown a lot, which he himself knows very well.

Seeing Zhang Mochen coming, Mu Ling smiled with relief, but it was quickly replaced by seriousness, because on the opposite side of his gaze, the young man who was still satisfied just now suddenly stopped in place, and around that frozen body, a trace of colorful aura seemed to be unable to suppress, wafting around.