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Under Mo Beichen's furious roar, the system finally spoke out, "Host, please calm down. All of these Demonic Core are to be used on the emergency treatment disc, otherwise, the host would already be dead."

"What?" All of it was used to save me? "

He didn't expect that, as Mo Beichen's furious expression froze for a moment, he asked in disbelief.

"Yes, the Host has suddenly absorbed too much spirit energy. His body can't withstand such a powerful force and is on the verge of exploding." In case of an emergency, the system's emergency mechanism is automatically activated, using the first aid dish function to save the host's life. "

"However, all the Spirit Stone on me have been squeezed dry by you, and not even a single Low Grade Spirit Stone was left. What did you use to save me?"

Mo Beichen doubted the System's words once again, even though he did not believe it.

"Has the host forgotten? Since the update last time, the system has acquired the ability of Equivalent Exchange. You can use items of the same value to replace the Spirit Stone. "

Although the system's voice was still cold and emotionless, Mo Beichen could still feel a bit of warmth from it.

Ever since it complained, the System had turned into a vampire and became a decoration. It could not be used at all, so it quietly made the appropriate changes.

Looks like Mo Beichen's previous guess was completely correct!

As expected, the System would make the changes that he desired.

"Alright, it seems that I was wrong about you. It's really dangerous, if I didn't have these Demonic Core, I would be in trouble this time ? "

Although he managed to escape with his life, Mo Beichen's heart still ached for him.

Whether they were sold for money or used for cultivation, it was a huge fortune.

He believed that if he could refine all of them, he could at least raise his strength by one or two stars.

In the end, it was all used up in such a muddled manner. It truly made one's heart ache!

No matter what, as long as it was not a waste, Mo Beichen would feel a lot better.

In any case, it had all been used on him in the end, so he had nothing to criticize. He didn't want people to die. Keeping the treasure was the work of a fool. He wasn't that stupid!

"If I don't have these Demonic Core, then wouldn't the System be using those drops of Archaic blood essence to save my life this time?"

Suddenly thinking about it, Mo Beichen's face turned white.

If the Demonic Core was gone, and he could still barely accept it, then the two priceless drops of Primordial Blood would be his true flesh and blood. No matter which one was missing, it would make Mo Beichen cry from the pain.

Even though his Crying Demon Abyss had been extremely difficult in the past three years, and he had at least a hundred chances, he had thought of refining the blood essence of the Shadowless Snake King in order to increase his strength a lot.

But in the end, he forcefully held it in.

It was precisely because he knew that he still had a trump card, and the possibility of a comeback before he entered a truly hopeless situation, that Mo Beichen repeatedly pushed the issue of death to the doorstep and defeated one strong enemy after another.

He had not only defeated his enemies, but also himself. This was the thing that Mo Beichen was most proud of.

If it was another person, they would have long used up all the things on their body to increase their power. How could they be like Mo Beichen, who would not use them unless it was the last moment?

"Hmph hmph, I'm not that stupid. The higher the level of the bloodline, the higher the probability of a bottleneck being encountered in the future. If I were to break through successfully, that would be one thing, but if I were to be stuck in a certain realm, that would be another.

Not wanting to experience that kind of despair, Mo Beichen would rather take this opportunity to grind his Crying Demon Abyss like a piece of whetstone than to experience the difficult situation that he would never be able to break through again.

If he needed an emergency in the future, then he would have a way out.

After experiencing many things, he also understood how to make a move after plotting. Everything he did would leave a way out for himself.

At least, up until now, everything had proceeded as expected. He hadn't used a single Demonic Core and he hadn't refined any of the Primordial Demonic Beast's blood essence either, so he was still able to persevere to this point.1

did not forget this man's contribution, even though he knew that Black Lord had done a great service.

When he thought of the figure that he hated so much, Mo Beichen started shouting, "Black Lord, where did you die? Get out here right now! "

"What are you yelling for? I know you're not dead yet. You're so noisy this early in the morning!"

Cursing, Black Lord crawled out. Seeing that Mo Beichen was still alive, Black Lord ridiculed him: "Yo, not bad, I didn't think that you were still alive. Blue Flame Blood-scaled Python's bloodline is indeed not ordinary, seems like you have obtained quite a few benefits this time. "

Hearing its voice, Mo Beichen's expression froze, and he asked a little unnaturally: "Um, you already know about it?"

Black Lord calmly glanced at it, and said with disapproval: "It's not like it's any sort of amazing bloodline, it's just a Demonic Beast at the end of the Primordial Bloodline rankings. I really don't know where you get your superiority from, and you even act like a treasure hiding it.

Mo Beichen thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be true.

There were at least a thousand types of powerful Demonic Beast on the Primordial Bloodline Ranking, and none of them could even make it into the top five hundred.

After Black Lord revealed the "cruel" truth, the thoughts that Mo Beichen had always been proud of became much more restrained in an instant, and he no longer felt that he was any different.

Compared to those true geniuses, his advantage was not obvious. It was really no big deal.

took a deep breath. Looking at Black Lord's calm and collected appearance, he said with doubt: "Charcoal, from your tone, it seems like I've seen quite a few powerful Bloodline Warrior s?"

"I've seen quite a few of them. What do you think?"

He clearly knew what Mo Beichen wanted to ask, but Black Lord deliberately revealed a confused look, hanging him off guard.

With a request from a dog, Mo Beichen could only endure the urge to beat it up. He asked patiently: "Then tell me, how strong are those Bloodline Warrior s exactly? If... Compared to them, is the difference between me and them big? "

Hearing the serious look on Mo Beichen's face, Black Lord replied with the same half-dead tone, "Strong, very strong! You are completely incomparable to them, and are only known as the Overlord in these small places. In the eyes of the truly powerful Bloodline Warrior, you are only a slightly stronger ant, and can easily crush you to death with one hand! "

"Keep bragging. Even if they're very strong, they shouldn't be so ridiculously strong that they can crush me like I'm an ant."

Mo Beichen curled his lips, thinking that Black Lord was exaggerating. He exaggerated his words just to hit himself.

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