MTL - Gao Wu: Awakening the Indestructible Body of S-class King Kong at the Beginning-Chapter 719

Ten Thousand Scales (36/???)

Evolution value: 9250 stars

Mo Tian sighed when he saw the evolution value that turned into a four-digit number.

Ten Thousand Scales Art, every time you cultivate one level, that is, a scale grows, it will consume 200 star evolution points!

And an ordinary ancestor-level powerhouse can provide only a thousand evolutionary points!

His gaze fell on the back of his hand, and thirty-six scales emerged.

"I hope that the battlefield of all races can earn enough to cultivate the ten thousand scales to the evolution value of 10,000!"

With a secret thought in his heart, Mo Tian's consciousness was concentrated on the panel of Wan Lin Jue.

"upgrade!"

Chapter 721 The last genius battle champion? (Second!)

Except for occasionally letting the maid in the hollow leather jacket come in to deliver some food, Mo Tian is basically cultivating.

In three days, Mo Tian had cultivated the Myriad Scales Art to the seventy-sixth level!

Whoa!

The left arm shook, and the colored scales on it made a neat sound.

At this time, these colored scales not only covered the back of the hand, but a small part of the forearm was also covered with dense scales.

call!

The Star Extinguishing Axe appeared in his right hand, and Mo Tian swung it hard and slashed it in his left hand!

Zheng! ! !

The sparks shot out, piercing the surrounding space, and then shuttled out of the dark universe, hitting the wall of the training room.

Several large pits immediately appeared on the walls of the training room.

However, the pit quickly recovered.

After all, this training room is in Xi's palace, and its specifications are extremely high, so it can withstand even an attack from the peak of the ancestors.

"Hard enough!"

Mo Tian looked at the forearm where only a white mark appeared.

With a swipe of the palm, the white mark disappeared immediately.

"The effect is good, continue to practice!"

Anyway, he didn't practice his hands, so Mo Tian simply continued to practice.

When he was in Primitive City, Mo Tian's cultivation had not been so fast, but after refining the three true feathers, the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Scales Art became much easier.

However, as soon as Mo Tian sat down, the communicator vibrated.

"Um?"

Looking at the head with flaming hair on the communicator, Mo Tian was stunned for a moment.

"Yancheng?"

After answering the call, Yancheng's enthusiastic voice immediately came out:

"Brother Tian? Brother Tian, ​​I have also arrived at the Star of the True Realm Association!"

"Oh? You didn't stay in Primitive City for a few days before you came out?" Mo Tian was a little surprised.

Yancheng on the other end of the phone was also a little helpless when he heard the words.

If it wasn't for the golden paper prophecy, I wouldn't leave!

"That... I mainly want to follow Brother Tian to kill the enemy on the battlefield of ten thousand races! Kill the group of malignant tumors in the chaotic camp!"

Yancheng said righteously.

Hearing this, Mo Tian nodded.

This Yancheng is really his own fan.

"By the way, Brother Tian, ​​has your team formed yet?"

Yancheng asked suddenly.

"To form a team? What team to form?" Mo Tian was a little puzzled.

Hearing this, Yancheng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"That... Several people have already pulled me into their team. You know mine, they must have refused."

Yan Cheng said, explaining to Mo Tian by the way:

"Before entering the Ten Thousand Races battlefield, you can form your own team in advance, at least this is the case with the True World Association.

At that time, when they arrive at the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield True Realm Association, they will report directly in the form of a team.

Later, if you are delegated to relevant positions, you can also manage the team based on the originally formed team, without having to temporarily search for teammates. "

"So that's how it is..."

Hearing Yancheng's words, Mo Tian understood a little.

It is indeed a good idea to form a team in advance. Otherwise, when you go to the battlefield, and then temporarily form a team, you will need a running-in period, and it is not so easy for the team members to trust each other.

"Okay, then, you, join my team!"

Mo Tian said directly, for this Yancheng, Mo Tian's perception is still good.

"Thank you, Brother Tian!" Yancheng was extremely happy with Mo Tian's promise.

According to the prophecy of the golden paper, he wanted to survive on the battlefield of ten thousand races and soar into the sky. The first step was to join Mo Tian's team!

"By the way, Brother Tian, ​​are there any other members in our team?"

Yan Cheng suddenly came back to his senses and asked.

Mo Tian doesn't even know how to form a team, and he doesn't even have a team member...

"Of course there is." Mo Tian immediately replied.

When Yancheng heard the words, he was about to ask, but was interrupted by Mo Tian.

"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements for this matter."

After that, Mo Tian hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Cheng opened his mouth and blinked.

"Why do I... feel a little unreliable?"

Yan Cheng scratched his head, and the red hair that was scattered like flames suddenly became more messy.

"No, no, I still have to make a prediction."

Yan Cheng looked around and made sure that the doors and windows of the room were closed before carefully taking out the golden paper from his arms.

"You successfully joined Mo Tian's team and gained further recognition from Mo Tian.

Therefore, you have offended the blood source of the Night God clan, and have been hated by the blood source.

When he arrived at the battlefield of ten thousand races, he encountered a life-and-death crisis! "

Three lines of writing quickly appeared on the gold paper.

Yancheng was dumbfounded when he saw the content above.

"Hey, isn't it, I did as I did, how could there be an accident? Isn't this Mo Tian poisonous!"

Yancheng collapsed.

Am I really the son of luck?

Yancheng couldn't help but doubt again.

On the gold paper, the previous writing quickly disappeared, and a big "yes" appeared on it.

"I am your ×&%￥#@!!"

Yancheng is crazy.

He is afraid that he is not the most miserable son of luck in history!

"By the way, I encountered a life-and-death crisis, and then what? Did you get through it safely?"

Yan Cheng suddenly thought of it, and then looked at Jin Zhi.

hum!

On the golden paper, a dazzling light lit up.

This shows that the golden paper is doing its best to predict.

Then, the golden light dimmed.

On the gold paper, nothing is displayed.

"Hey! You prophesy! Why did you stop!"

Yancheng shook the golden paper vigorously with both hands.

However, the golden paper did not respond at all.

...

At the same time, Mo Tian hung up Ji's phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Ji did not join the other teams.

"By the way, Sister Meng has to pull in too!"

Mo Tian hurriedly called Meng Wuyao again.

After the call was connected, Mo Tian sent an invitation to Meng Wuyao.

However, Meng Wuyao's tone seemed a little irritable:

"I am willing, but, the clan, arrange for me to go to another team."

"Who's team?" Mo Tian asked with a frown.

"The blood source of the Night Demons." Meng Wuyao replied.

"He was the champion of the last genius battle." Meng Wuyao added.

"Is there no way to refuse?" Mo Tian asked while searching for information on this blood source.

The other party was the champion of the previous genius battle. It is reasonable to say that he should be very famous, but he has never heard of it.

"It is said that he has already reported the number of team members. If I join other teams without his consent, I will be punished by the True Realm Alliance."

"I've told him once before, but this guy doesn't agree."

Meng Wu Yao said.

"I'm going to talk to him."

Mo Tian said.

Meng Wuyao was stunned when she heard the words, and then replied, "Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Mo Tian glanced at the communicator interface, then turned it off.

According to the information he searched, the person of Blood Origin was extremely mysterious before and after winning the championship, and seldom appeared in public.

However, just two months ago, Blood Origin was tied with several masters of the True World Association with an ancestor-level cultivation base, and received a very high evaluation within the True World Association.

Mo Tian estimated that, I am afraid, this is the reason why the Meng Clan will arrange Meng Wuyao into the blood source team.

Standing up, Mo Tian walked out of the training room and walked straight out of the palace.

The real world will be the total star, there is a resident of the night **** clan, and the blood source is there.

Mo Tian decided to have a good reason with the other party.

If the other party is unreasonable, then it is just a test to test the cultivation results of his physical evolution during this period of time!