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With just 100 drops of Wanhua water, Montenegro is about to undergo a mutation!

"Master, I still need more divine water!" Black Mountain looked at Xintian expectantly.

"Brush-" Xintian did not hesitate to send out 100 drops of Wanhua water again.

Black Mountain let out a cheer and swallowed all the water in one gulp.

"Bang-" The black mountain, who was still the image of a black man, instantly changed back to his real body, and the black Roshan reappeared in front of Xintian, and the poor clothes were also breached into countless pieces.

"It's not enough," Black Mountain roared.

"Then let you eat to your heart's content!" Xintian simply took out thousands of drops of myriad water this time, and poured his brain into the somewhat hideous blood basin mouth of Black Mountain.

This time, Montenegro finally did not ask Xintian again.

As the 1,000 drops of Wanhua Water entered his stomach, a violent "crackling" sound came out of his body, as if inside Black Mountain's body, a big change was taking place.

These sounds took about half a stick of incense to slowly subside.

At this time, Montenegro's huge and bloated body began to slowly shrink.

The originally mountain-like body of nearly 100 meters tall gradually became shorter, 90 meters, 80 meters, and 70 meters

It was only after being half shorter that the downward trend stopped completely.

But the change is not over.

Half of the body is half of the black mountain, and the body at this time looks even more bloated, but then this bloat is about to shrink.

Under Xintian's shocked gaze, Black Mountain's body began to quickly "slim".

In just a few breaths, Montenegro managed to lose weight.

"This is simply an enlarged version of the lion!" Xintian couldn't help but mutter, looking at the brand-new black mountain in front of him.

The only thing that is different from ordinary male lions is that Montenegro has extremely dark skin and no hair.

"Is this your deity?" Xintian couldn't help but suspect that this was the image of Black Mountain. It's too much of a contrast.

"This is my true figure!" said Montenegro aloud with some pride, "Master, have I become much better looking than before!"

"This" Xintian was noncommittal. From a personal point of view, it is naturally more pleasing to the eye in the current Black Mountain, but it is difficult to say if other Myriad Devouring Divine Beasts see it!

"Master, none of this matters, what matters is that my abilities have evolved!" Montenegro then said excitedly.

"Oh, are you in the next stage of development?" asked Xintian expectantly.

"No, master, I'm still growing up now. Montenegro shook his head, "But my fusion talent has changed in nature. ”

"Now that I have the Origin Egg in my blood! The Origin Egg of the 'Fusion' Talent! With this Origin Egg, I will be able to directly increase the limit value of fusion - ninety percent in the future to one hundred percent!"

Xintian's heart was shocked, and then he was also sincerely happy for Montenegro.

Increasing from 90% to 100% seems to be just an increase of 10%, but the meaning is completely different.

Taking it one step further has always been the most difficult improvement. When cultivation is raised to the extreme, it is almost impossible to achieve it, not to say that it is one percent, but to increase it by one ten-thousandth.

And according to Montenegro, in the almost endless years, there is only one Origin Egg of the Ten Thousand Devouring Divine Beasts that has generated the "fusion" talent. And the Myriad Devouring Beast, which also generated the Origin Egg, finally raised its bloodline to the legendary Hongmeng Blood.

It can be said that without this Origin Egg, Black Mountain is still a special life that is extremely against the sky, and the racial talent that kills most of the Endless Star Sea in seconds is definitely comparable to the races of the Divine Beast, the Three Great Soul Worms, and the Sky Devouring Worm.

However, after generating this Origin Egg, Black Mountain may have developed to the extreme of the species of Myriad Devouring Divine Beasts, easily defeating the vast majority of Divine Beasts, Sky Devouring Insects and other anti-heaven beings.

Shin Tian was really happy from the bottom of his heart.

The more against the sky in Montenegro, the stronger Xintian's strength becomes, and it is really an extremely pleasant thing to have a perfect puppet that can far surpass the divine beast in the future.

"Master, what are these divine waters of yours?" At this time, the Ten Thousand Transformation Devouring Divine Beast turned back into the appearance of Black Mountain, and said cautiously, "The fusion aura contained in this is even purer and higher quality than the one in my bloodline?!"

Xintian vaguely understood what was going on.

The fusion talent of the Wanhua Devouring Divine Beast is actually very similar to his own fusion talent, but compared to the Heavenly Rebellion of the Wanhua Origin Treasure Bottle, the fusion talent of the Wanhua Devouring Divine Beast is like a copycat version, although this copycat version of the copycat is almost perfect.

Xintian ignored Montenegro's doubts, and began to shift his mind to his own fusion.

The perfect puppet of the Myriad Devouring Divine Beast already exists, and it is also a mutated version of the Myriad Devouring Divine Beast that has the potential to generate the ultimate bloodline.

Next, it's time to fuse these heaven-defying talents of the Ten Thousand Transformation Devouring Divine Beasts by yourself.

Of course, due to the different body structures, physical strengths, and even unknown bloodline conflicts, Xintian doesn't know how far he can fuse these talents.

"Try it!" Xintian said secretly in his heart.

Fusion, transformation, and devouring gods are all extremely practical talents, and you have to try everything you want.

After asking Black Mountain for a drop of essence blood, Xintian appeared alone in the master's space.

The six miraculous pillars immediately caught Xintian's eye.

However, those "divine patterns" now fall in Xintian's eyes, and they can no longer arouse the perception of the previous effect.

Xintian understands that his previous accumulation has been exhausted, and there is no chance to improve the law comprehension by leaps and bounds again in a short period of time.

The path of cultivation is originally a long one, and Xintian is not in a hurry.

Walking directly to the groove in the center of the flower bed, Xintian put the essence blood of the Black Mountain on it.

Immediately, the familiar wave of vertigo hit, and Xintian soon fell into the deepest stupor.

Terran Seed Base, in the huge dining room on the first floor.

This inn is a type of accommodation and boarding, in addition to the upper three floors of guest rooms, the first floor also operates its own restaurant.

Although it was already the middle of the night, the world of monks was very different from ordinary people, and there were still dozens of Terran monks drinking and talking in twos and threes.

It's just that the faces of these Terran monks don't seem to be so good-looking.

"Is this still a peace talk?" A man in cloth who looked to be only ten ** years old suddenly slammed his wine glass on the table, and said angrily, "What's the difference between this and land reparation?!"

The cloth-clad man's words quickly resonated with the other Terran monks.

"That's right, such humiliating conditions must not be granted," echoed another young monk in a loud voice, "otherwise how can we have the face to go back!"

"Yes, I can't say yes!"

"If you can't do it, just kill those alien bastards!"

For a moment, the entire hall on the first floor was in chaos.

The agitation on the first floor soon summoned the entire Terran monks of the inn - the others had no intention of sleeping at all, and when they heard someone shouting their hearts, they all ran to the hall on the first floor.

Everyone's resentment is due to a soul contract.

A soul contract from an alien coalition.

This soul contract is very simple, and it is the "suggestion" of the alien race for this peace talk.

If the "proposal" is followed, the vast majority of the territories that have been conquered by the Terrans this time will be permanently belonging to the alien race, and will be completely demarcated from the territory of the Terran rule.

That's not all, in addition to these territories that have fallen, those places where there is still fierce fighting, the alien race will also get half of the territory, unless the human race pays a certain amount of material compensation.

Who will accept such a "proposal"? What is the difference between this and land reparations?!

Due to the delay in the appearance of the Terran boss in charge of the peace talks, this "suggestion" was sent directly to the Terran seed base.

The person who sent the soul contract was a great three-yuan monk, and when this monk came, he only said one cold sentence: "If you agree, you will leave a soul mark, and if you don't agree, get out of the Great Wilderness City!"

Such words were equivalent to Chi Guoguo's slap in the face, and in the face of this kind of provocation that came directly to the door, many Terran monks naturally couldn't tolerate it, and a group fight started on the spot.

However, this Great Three-Element Cultivator of the alien race was extremely powerful, not only had he injured more than a dozen Terran seeds, but even one of the current temporary leaders of the Terran Race, a glass of wine, was far from being the opponent of this monk.

The other party was arrogant, leaving a mess in the ground, and then walked away directly.

"24 hours is the limit, and if you don't agree at that time, seal the stack and leave!" This is another sentence he left before leaving.

By now, six hours had passed, and there was nothing to do but vent their anger.

It's just that the balance of power is too great.

In the entire Great Wilderness City, except for those Terran civilians who have no combat power and are slaughtered by others, almost all the other Terrans have gathered in this inn.

There are a total of 1,288 Terran monks, which is the entire Terran power in the entire Great Wilderness City.

Moreover, among these monks, the vast majority of them are cultivators of the Qi Sea Realm, there are very few monks in the Soul Realm, and the wine cup with the highest combat power and noble disciple of Tianzun has also been injured a lot.

On the other hand, on the other hand, the standing alien alliance army alone had a full 30 million Qi Sea Realm monks, and even the monks of the Linghu Realm and the Xuantai Realm combined had a million people.

The Great Three-Element Monk who came to the door to provoke today is not a small number of interracial alliance forces.

In addition, there are countless alien powerhouses living in the Great Wilderness City, and the combined strength of these alien monks may not be slightly weaker than the alien alliance.

These powerhouses have already treated the Great Wilderness City as their own territory to operate, and they are extremely hostile to the Terrans, and they even regard the Terran seed base as a thorn in the flesh, and they want to destroy all the Terran monks immediately.

Under such circumstances, what kind of splash can these 1,288 monks of the human race make?