Chapter 6576 Drinking Makes Things Worse!

The man in black robe took a few steps back. Looking at the fat man with a simple and honest smile, he actually felt a bit dangerous in his heart.

A person who is not very strong and even struggles to control the air can actually talk and laugh freely in front of powerful people like them.

This person either hides his strength or has the means to defeat them.

No matter which kind of speculation, it is a wise choice to step back a little now.

As Qin Yichen nodded, the fat man took out five square boxes from his arms.

After taking out the box, Fatty felt a little distressed.

"Lord Light Master, these things have taken me a lot of time. How about you reward me with a few jars of wine later?"

Qin Yichen just smiled slightly.

"Okay, don't say just one jar, you can have as many as you want."

The fat man was so happy that he threw the square box in his hand in all directions.

The man in black robe looked down at the square box.

"What the hell is this?"

"Magic crystal?"

"Doesn't the magic crystal belong to the Demon God? Who can control these things except the Demon God?"

"Even the Demon God can only control fifth-level monsters. Could it be that this person is the reincarnation of the Demon God and has made new improvements to the magic crystal?"

Just when the man in black robe looked puzzled, a crack opened in the first box.

An eye appeared in the sight of the man in black robe.

Those eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The man in black robe was so shocked that he took a step back. His face was full of disbelief.

"Magic crystal?"

In the box, a hand suddenly poked out.

The man in black robe took a few steps back.

The Demon God, this evil god who once had a confrontation with Olympus, must pay attention to the methods he left behind, let alone them, even Olympus.

The man in black robe had a somewhat solemn expression on his face, staring at the box without daring to move his eyes.

The four men in black robes all stepped back a few steps cautiously, for fear of being injured by this unknown thing.

Qin Yichen took all this into consideration.

Taking Fatty and the God of War Ares, he retreated a little higher.

The seventh-level magical beast was researched by Fatty himself, and Qin Yichen did not dare to underestimate it.

Especially since these things were not under Fatty's control, once they rushed towards them, it would be extremely dangerous.

As soon as the three of them stopped, a roar resounded throughout the world.

The box exploded instantly.

Huge meatballs like hills crowded the ground.

The fat man said with a proud look on his face.

"Lord Light Master, I have been studying this thing for a long time. I put ten seventh-level magic crystals together and used the characteristics of the monsters to devour each other when they hatched to forcibly increase their strength."

"And the entire incubation time will be greatly shortened. According to my guess, it only takes ten breaths for them to be completely hatched."

"By the way, Lord Light, this is the powder to drive away monsters. As long as you apply a little bit, the monsters will treat it as one of their own. The hatched monsters will not target us."

Qin Yichen glanced at the five meat balls that were close together below, and suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"Fat man, if fifty seventh-order magic crystals devour each other, what will be the strength of the last monster born?"

When the fat man heard this, he still didn't come back to his senses and thought about it.

"The ten seventh-level magic crystals are to speed up the incubation process and serve as nourishment for each other. If the remaining five are to devour each other, without counting the losses, they will probably be Bajie Magic Beasts."

"Equivalent to the peak strength of the Twelve Knights of the Temple."

Qin Yichen's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped negotiating with the black-robed man and led a few people back toward Leishan.

Ares, the God of War, panicked.

"We leave now, what if they catch up?"

Qin Yichen sneered.

"These guys who cherish their lives like gold will not take risks. Let us hurry up the followers of the God of War Temple to leave Thunder Mountain."

"Otherwise, once this thing starts killing, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Qin Yichen is well aware of the strength of Warcraft.

Especially last time, the fifth-level monster attacked the God of War Temple, leaving White Horse Special unable to resist.

Although White Horse Special was still seriously injured at that time and his strength had declined, those were still fifth-level monsters.

They have no fear and no pain. As long as they identify the target, they will keep killing until the opponent dies. This kind of fearless style is enough to make up for some of the shortcomings in strength.

Qin Yichen has reason to believe that once these magical beasts are hatched, they will make the men in black robes fear them from the very core.

As the three people left, the man in black robe hesitated for a moment.

The monster meat balls dropped by the fat man lay between them. The hatching speed of these meat balls was countless times faster than what they learned from ancient books.

Once they cross over and the hatching of the Warcraft is completed, they will be in crisis.

Facing the unknown monster now, he didn't want to distract everyone's strength.

"Ares, the God of War, can't run away. Let's take care of this thing first."

The man in black robe was about to take action, and he didn't even have time to dispatch the black mist.

I saw a huge palm suddenly protruding from the meat ball, and its extremely strong arm pressed hard on the surface of the meat ball.

Gulu...

The man in black robe roared.

"retreat!"

"This is an eighth-level monster!"

Bajie Warcraft is an existence that can compete with the top Templars.

In just two breaths of time, one magical beast was hatched, and the remaining four magical beasts hatched at the same speed.

Their black mist has a great restraining effect against major gods like Ares, the God of War.

But for things like Warcraft, which rely on their physical strength to run rampant, the black mist becomes a decoration and can only play a limited role.

And their own strength is not that powerful.

The man in black robe and several others had just retreated a hundred meters when his arm suddenly tore open the fleshy ball and spread out a pair of fleshy wings, which were dozens of meters long.

It held its head high and just let out a low growl.

Suddenly, a bloody mouth suddenly burst out of the meat ball and swallowed the monster directly into its belly!

Before the monster's body was bitten into pieces, a shrill wail resounded throughout the world.

Boom!

A thick arm fell to the ground.

Five huge meat balls suddenly exploded, and more than forty monsters began to savagely kill and devour them within the area covered by the meat balls!

As soon as he landed on Thunder Mountain, Qin Yichen held the fat man's shoulders and looked back at the tragic scene of more than forty monsters fighting.

"Fat man, you seem to be in big trouble."

The fat man scratched his head helplessly.

"Do you think I got it wrong?"

The fat man quickly searched among the space rings. When he found a box marked seven, his face suddenly lost all color.

He hurriedly grabbed Qin Yichen.

"Lord Light Lord, let's leave quickly!"

"I took the wrong box! I haven't studied the eighth-level magic crystal yet!"

"I haven't tried swallowing the eighth-level magic crystal yet!"

Qin Yichen suddenly caught a glimpse of the gourd on the fat man's waist and frowned slightly.

He pinched it, shook it, and twitched the corner of his mouth. "Didn't I tell you not to drink?"