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He felt like a tiny speck of dust in the midst of that terrible aura that reeked of bloodlust.
That was the most powerful Demonic Beast that Mo Beichen had ever seen since he came to this world.
Even if it was Han Beiwang and Yan Linshan, two dignified four star combat soldiers, the pressure they brought to Mo Beichen was far from comparable to the Demonic Beast in front of him.
"Heavens, how many stars are those Demon Soldiers?!" 6-star, 7-star, or 8-star? F * ck me! It shouldn't be a demon general, right ? "
No matter what stars they were, they were not things that Mo Beichen could handle right now.
"Mm, it shouldn't be a demon general. It is said that the Crying Demon Abyss is terrifying and there are Demon Soldiers present, but I have never heard of Demon Generals.
Even though he guessed that it was unlikely to be a terrifying existence that surpassed demon soldiers, Mo Beichen still did not dare to act rashly.
He was extremely careful with every movement he made and even his breathing slowed down. He was afraid that he would shock that terrifying fellow.
After escaping from that land of death with great difficulty, Mo Beichen finally realised that, at some point in time, his entire body was drenched in sweat and his skin was so cold that it seemed as if it had just been soaked in ice water.
"Phew, that was close!" How could there be so many high ranking Demon Soldiers in the Crying Demon Abyss, it was simply sensational! "No wonder so many people say that this place is so scary. It seems like they are not exaggerating at all, and they have even underestimated the degree of danger here."
Mo Beichen believed that lucky children like him, who were lucky enough to go deep into the heart of the Crying Demon Abyss, would definitely be few and far between.
Only a son of luck like him could truly understand how terrifying Crying Demon Abyss were.
Compared to this place, the dangerous situations he had encountered in the previous three years were not worth mentioning at all. He was on a completely different level.
In the past few days, Mo Beichen was like a frightened bird.
Although he was a three star soldier, his fighting strength was not something to be reckoned with here. A lot of Demonic Beast could be compared to him, and there were still many four star Demon Soldiers roaming around, making Mo Beichen's heart beat like a drum.
He was afraid that a Demonic Beast would appear from the side and pounce towards him.
If he were to accidentally offend two or three of them at the same time, he could only pray that he could run faster, or else he would be buried in the belly of a beast.
Time seemed to flow on like year after year, as time slowly passed by.
The blazing sun hung high in the sky, and everything was quiet. Only the roars of beasts and the sounds of insects could be heard, causing people's souls to tremble.
More than ten days passed, and he almost did not even close his eyes. The amount of time he rested could be counted on one hand. It made him incredibly haggard, and his entire body had lost a lot of weight.
"It's really useless. Just a small setback and you're already lying on the ground." Black Lord suddenly popped out, raised his hind leg and pissed on a big tree, yawning, and said lazily.
Being startled by the sudden voice, Mo Beichen rolled his eyes at him and said snappily: "Stop with the sarcastic remarks. Knowing that you are strong, this Crying Demon Abyss, to you, is just a backyard, coming and going as you please.
But I am only a three star, and in this place where Demonic Beast are like a tide and Demon Soldiers are everywhere, there is no safety at all.
Who knows, he might die in the belly of a beast the next moment, not leaving a complete corpse behind. When the time comes, you can just wait in your own little garden for the next person to come and save you! Otherwise, you will be trapped in that rotten bone for the rest of your life, choking to death! "
"Woof!" Smelly brat, are you threatening me? If it wasn't for Black Lord, could you have crazily broken through in such a short period of time? "
Black Lord suddenly jumped up as he grimaced in pain, expressing his intense dissatisfaction.
"Charcoal, you are trying to force the truth out of me!" Mo Beichen was enraged, it was fine if she did not mention it, but all she said were tears.
It turned out that under Mo Beichen's persistent call, the long-lost Black Lord had finally reappeared.
When it discovered the environment Mo Beichen was in, it was not alarmed, but instead happy. With the reason that it was constantly on the brink of death and in dire straits, only then would it be able to rapidly raise its strength.
He was forcing him to keep fighting, to fight day in and day out, with the momentum of not giving up until he had drained every last bit of energy in his body.
The result was that, behind Mo Beichen, he was either crazily being hunted down by a terrifying existence one or two levels higher than him, or being constantly surrounded and attacked by a group of Demonic Beast of the same level.
No matter what the situation was, it was extremely dangerous. The slightest carelessness would result in him being eaten into nothingness!
Usually, he had to use all of his strength and put aside the fear in his heart. Only by fighting with his life on the line would he be able to escape and retrieve his life.
After hovering on the brink of death several times, his old injuries had yet to heal and he had received new injuries. This was simply the most terrifying destruction of time.
Because of this, Mo Beichen resisted quite a bit.
Helpless, I will always be ordered by Black Lord to control the fiercer beasts to carry out the bloody suppression and give up.
"This kind of training is actually the most effective. You actually didn't make full use of it, and only thought of escaping instead. This is truly embarrassing, Black Lord is very disappointed ?"
Black Lord's saliva flew everywhere as he taught Mo Beichen a lesson.
Although he said he was disappointed, no matter how one looked at his face which was covered with black fur, it was filled with schadenfreude, as if he did not care about the big issue.
"Cultivation my ass!" If it wasn't for my luck, I would have died long ago... This is murder, blatant murder! It must be because I froze you in the snowball that you took the chance to take revenge. You despicable, shameless, sinister and cunning fellow, I despise you! "
Even though he did not admit it and scolded harshly, Mo Beichen knew in his heart that Black Lord was not wrong in this point!
After several narrow escapes, he was on the brink of death and could increase his strength at an extremely fast rate.
In just a little more than a month's time, he had already reached the pinnacle of 3-star and was about to break through to 4-star.
If it was in normal times, if he wanted to smoothly raise one star's strength, even if he was a Bloodline Warrior with amazing talent, it would at least take three to five months.
However, with the solid foundation he had built over the past three years, he had been settling down for a long time. As long as he had enough pressure, his breakthrough would be extremely swift.
If it had been anyone else, this scene would have been unimaginable.
If Black Lord did not appear, and did not try to obstruct him, if Mo Beichen was in his place to deal with all of this, he would have turned into a pile of bones and stayed where he was.
It was just that Black Lord's methods were too outrageous and crazy!
It didn't even discuss with Mo Beichen at all, nor gave him any room to choose. Instead, it directly announced Mo Beichen's fate in a berserk and cool manner.
During the time that Black Lord had disappeared, its cultivation had increased by a lot. Although Mo Beichen could not be sure how strong it actually was, it was definitely stronger than before.
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At least without using the War Qi s' martial skills, Mo Beichen would not be Black Lord's match at all. He would often be bitten extremely badly, and his entire body was covered with green and red interweaving teeth marks.
Under the urge to cry, Mo Beichen could only swallow his anger and silently accept this helpless and tragic fate.
Not long ago, when Mo Beichen was fighting with a Silver Winged Flying Tiger, he had accidentally attracted a group of man-eating ants.
When he saw that his opponent had become nothing but a pile of bones in just a few dozen breaths of time, Mo Beichen broke out in a cold sweat. He felt that all the blood in his body had frozen and subconsciously ran for the road, fleeing in panic.
"Stupid dog!" Don't go too far! "One day, I will throw you into a spice pot and stew you alive!"
It was almost certain that this was another of Black Lord's masterpieces. Mo Beichen burst into a rage, filled with grief and indignation ?
While he was running, he could only say something vicious. He would find an opportunity to take revenge when he became stronger!