My Xiuxian has a mall

Chapter 161 The Mist Snake
The three of them immediately looked happy, very happy, and thanked Mo Ming from the bottom of their hearts.

Bao You rubbed his palms and said: "Thank you Brother Ming for remembering us who were useless. Brother Ming is so awesome. We can finally have a pet space similar to the Temple Knights. Look at those Western knights who think highly of themselves and are still rampant. What!"

Xiao Qiyan laughed loudly and said: "If I had known earlier, I would have kept a few fire talisman beasts, and each of us would have one head, so it would be a lot of fun to take them out."

Mo Zixiu couldn't help laughing and said: "A space of one hundred cubic meters can hold a lot of useful things, not necessarily beasts, this Qiankun bag is definitely an epoch-making product, once it is announced, it will definitely cause a sensation and even change the world. The fighting style and pattern."

After being reminded, Xiao Qiyan also said: "Yes, this can be used as a mobile arsenal! Think about it, who can withstand a bunch of bombs and rockets!"

"Then our Captain Xia didn't post it? Hehe, if she knew, she would definitely pester Brother Ming at any cost." Bao You rolled his eyes.

When Mo Qingran heard this, her eyes moved slightly, and she didn't refuse anymore, but put away the Qiankun bag that Mo Ming handed her with great care, feeling warm in her heart.

Mo Ming pondered secretly. Indeed, this Qiankun bag should be good for the shooter. If it was bigger, it would be too exciting to carry an airplane and tank with him...

Modern weapons are still quite deterrent to low-level transcendents or demons and ghosts.

However, the system space will limit the types of items according to different secret conditions, and one cubic meter is too small.

The Qiankun bag is equal to a hundred times the space independent of the system, and it can also store living things. There is a lot of room for manipulation here, and it is worth studying carefully.

Therefore, he has to be more cautious and not easily disclose and sell it to the outside world.

He didn't want to encounter enemies carrying a lot of ammunition in the future, or he seemed to be alone, but there was a whole team hidden on him.

[Reminder: This mall can provide a low-profile version of the Qiankun Bag according to your needs, which reduces the space and only allows dead objects. As long as it does not exceed the functions of the existing Qiankun Bag, you can customize it. 】

Hey guys, is this going to be a youth edition too?The mall is really becoming more and more business-minded, and I feel that it has something to do with the improvement of his strength...

Mo Ming restrained his extra thoughts and looked at the last strange thing, which was also what he longed for the most.

The spirit beast egg, which was about the size of an ostrich egg, lay quietly on the stone platform, breathing mist and spiritual energy continuously, its light shimmering and twinkling.

Clouds and mists shrouded the egg body, as if the chaos of the heavens and the earth had just opened, and it looked extremely miraculous.

If you have mastered the beast-monitoring technique and have the Qiankun bag specially made by the beast-monitoring gate, if you don't have contracted monsters, it's tantamount to recklessly throwing things away.

Since Mo Ming came to Kirishima, he has been thinking about whether he can take in a suitable pet and become his lifelong companion, eat his experience, and listen to his command in battle.

Today, the dream is within reach.

There was an unconcealable excitement on Mo Ming's face, and he was thinking about the essentials of beast control.

It is not easy to successfully contract a monster.

Monster beasts are rebellious by nature, and they are especially wary of humans. They don't want to be controlled all their lives and lose their freedom. The more powerful and high-grade monsters are, the more so they are.

Generally speaking, only by completely conquering the opponent in terms of strength can the contract be successfully completed. Therefore, the monster that has not yet hatched from the egg is the best choice.

After all, it is still an egg!
Mo Ming's beast control skill is at the entry-level level, bullying...ah no, it is probably no problem to contract an egg.

He bit his fingertips confidently, circulated his true energy, condensed blood essence, and reached out his hand to touch the monster egg in front of him according to the method of the beast control technique, drawing strange bright red patterns on the gray eggshell.

All in one go!
Mo Ming was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and said in a low voice, "Contract!"

Snapped!
The eggshell suddenly shattered, turned into a flowing mist, and the bloody painting wrapped around it fell off, sprayed his face, and then condensed into a new shell, just like before.

Mo Ming was stunned.

Mo Qingran and the others were also stunned. This bastard seemed to have mercilessly rejected Mo Ming's contract...

The air at the scene suddenly became awkward and silent.

Mo Ming was so angry that he said, "Damn it, you are an egg. A little kid who has not yet been born actually dares to contradict my closeness. See if I can't cure you!"
He wiped the blood on his face, and clenched his casserole-sized fist tightly in anger. The power of the perfect bursting fist exploded, like a small sun shining on the egg.

"I'm telling you, I'll give you another chance, otherwise, I'll beat you to pieces!"

Mo Ming threatened viciously on the one hand, and followed the same pattern with the other hand.

clap clap!

The eggshell was broken and reassembled again, splashing Mo Ming's blood all over him, obviously disdainful of his cruel words and himself.

"Grass!" Mo Ming couldn't take it anymore, he punched out directly, what's the use of you!

Bang!
The violent force tore apart from top to bottom, and the whole egg and the stone platform below were blown to pieces.

However, it was re-condensed again very quickly, and it couldn't be killed at all!
Mo Ming and the others were dumbfounded.

No wonder, no wonder Zhang Ning hasn't contracted this egg for so long, so he can only offer it honestly.

Demons are evil in nature, so they will definitely not be used to it. They must have tried their best, but it is still useless.

This is definitely not an ordinary monster egg, it must be an extremely rare and noble spirit beast.

It is just an egg, and it can generate the fog that covers the entire foggy mountain, even including the fog on the foggy island at the beginning. What a terrifying power it is.

What kind of spirit beast is it?So arrogant!
Mo Ming's excited mood was like being poured with cold water, and he looked helplessly at the egg suspended in mid-air.

Countless mist gushed out from its body, and it seemed to be angry, the surrounding mist became thicker and denser, and the big fireball that Xiao Qiyan used to illuminate was continuously swallowed and shrunk.

Rumble!
The cave mansion began to shake, no, it was the whole Wushan Mountain shaking, gravel and dust rustled down.

Pieces of pumice exploded and turned into flames, which were then swallowed up by the mist and the turbulent sea water below the mountain. The sea was roaring and rushing toward the top of the mountain.

At the bottom of the sea, the low roar of some kind of terrifying giant beast was faintly heard. Just listening to that elongated low tone made me feel trembling all over.

Kirishima Survival Secret Realm is about to collapse completely, and they haven't found their way home yet!
"Brother Ming, what should we do?" Xiao Qiyan agitated the raging flames and turned them into a torch.

Mo Ming gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand towards the rebellious gray mist egg for the third time, and put his hands into his arms.

The heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and the heart was burning like a star, surging and surging.

He simply took blood from his heart, scalding the bright blood, and using it to draw a blood-red and gorgeous contract pattern.

"contract!"

The contract picture burst into brilliant blood.

This time, not only did the egg not make any resistance, but like a shark smelling blood, it frantically absorbed the mist from the outside world, wrapped the blood map layer by layer, and pushed it to the deepest point.

In the end, with a "pop", the egg body was completely shattered, and with the imprint of the contract between Mo Ming and it as the core, it twisted and deformed to build a new life.

A looming mist snake emerged quietly.

(End of this chapter)