C32 (1/2)

In just a short period of time, the Fire Pincer Crab had been pulled seven or eight times, but it still remained in the air and did not fall to the ground. This cat playing with mice made the six of them feel a chill in their hearts. They couldn't help but sympathize with that fire pincer crab. This turtle was indeed not a good person.

Finally, after the Firepaw Crab had been whipped countless times in the air, Little Fatty gradually felt the anger within his heart dissipate. He leisurely slowed down and allowed the firepit to land on the ground with a bang. Little Fatso slowly crawled to the side of the fire pincer crab, as if the lightning fast shadow from before had nothing to do with it.

At this moment, the Fire Pincer Crab was on the verge of death. It could not even raise its eyes, and was powerless to resist. Little Fatso lazily glanced around, and with a swoosh, he jumped onto the back of the fire pincer crab. ”Swish!” His sharp beak made a cut at the bottom of the fire pincer crab's eye, revealing a bright red ball. It was the demonic core that the fire pincer crab had cultivated for several hundred years.

He looked at it again and again as if he couldn't believe it. Suddenly, he became furious and jumped off the back of the Fire Pincer Crab. With a sudden sweep of his tail, the Fire Pincer Crab crashed into a rock to the side with a ”Bang!”, and the rock turned into dust. So, the demonic core of the fire pincer crab was poisonous. Not only were ordinary cultivators unable to use it, the demonic beasts could do the same. Lin Fan saw the wasteland. Only Liquid Level Demonic Beasts could form Demonic Cores, and even a peak late-First Order Demonic Core was thrown away by Little Fatty. Little Fatty didn't know that his master was scolding him. If it wasn't for the presence of others, Lin Fan would have already left long ago.

This little fatty wanted to eat the Fire Pincer Crab Monster Core to replenish his energy, but he didn't expect that the monster core of this idiot monster would actually be poisonous. Little Fatty felt disgusted as if he had eaten a fly, but there was nothing he could do. He could only look around and crawl towards the Black Star Phoenix Conch.

The six of them were speechless, wondering if the Fire Pincer Crab had been fooled by their demon core poison to provoke this cruel turtle. The strength of these two was like the heavens and the earth. In less than half an incense stick of time, the fire pincer crab was completely unable to resist and was killed. As for the red turtle, it only used a single move.

Thinking of this, the six of them suddenly became excited. They had long since heard that demonic beasts of the same cultivation level were much stronger than cultivators. Seeing it today, it was indeed extraordinary. Especially since this demon beast was a high rank demon beast, and looking at the methods it used just now, the battle experience was so abundant that the inland demon beasts could not even compare to it.

Of course, the most important thing was that on the land, the six people's main hunting target was the demon beast, they all had their formations set up to kill it. But this time, the six people were a little bit excited, and then they lost their minds due to the benefits. Lin Fan had already prepared his attacks. He felt that this female cultivator seemed to be a poison cultivator, and her methods were strange, so Lin Fan didn't dare to be careless.

The six of them looked at Little Fatty in anticipation. The others were similar, but they valued Little Fatty more. Seeing that Little Fatso was getting closer and closer to the array, the six of them lowered their eyes, no longer looking at him. Instead, they paid attention to his movements with their ears, lest the light in their eyes startle him and reveal his location. Lin Fan's face became a bit gloomy.

Little Fatty carefully observed his surroundings while crawling towards the Black Star Phoenix Conch at an extremely slow speed. He was so slow that the six of them couldn't help but have beads of sweat on their foreheads. Luckily, the distance wasn't too far. No matter how slow Little Fatty's speed was, after two cups of tea, he had already crawled to the Black Star Phoenix.

Little Fatty stretched out his sharp mouth and pried open the shell of the Black Star Phoenix. He then swung his tail and completely opened the shell, exposing the crystal clear flesh inside. Little Fatso smelt the slightly fishy smell of the tender meat in an intoxicated manner, and then he tore a piece off the meat and sent it into his mouth.

Sheng Junguang calmly listened to Little Fatso's eating sounds. When he estimated that it was about time, he suddenly waved his right hand and shouted: ”Rise!”