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Chapter 440

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Something was wriggling at that place and the hole was getting bigger and bigger …

Gu Xijiu was shocked. Could it be that the wind caller had the function of a kangaroo?! Was that its Monster Breeding Pouch in front of its chest?

The wind caller seemed to have realized something and hurriedly stretched out its front paw to cover the pouch.

However, before it could cover it, a purple light shot up into the sky from its pouch …

Gu Xijiu was stunned. What was that?!

Si Chen pulled her and took a few steps back, "A level eight mythological beast! The one in its pouch is a level eight mythological beast! "

Ah?

Gu Xijiu's eyes widened. However, before she could react, the mussel suddenly opened its shell and pulled both of them into its shell. It then closed the shell tightly and drilled into the ground. It said hurriedly while it was drilling, "Master, the birth of a level eight mythological beast requires a blood sacrifice! Don't be its food! Let's go! "

The mussel was good at drilling and it used all its strength to drill into the ground. In a blink of an eye, it had drilled a big hole and disappeared into the ground.

The Wind Caller was shocked by its own pouch and lowered its head to look at it.

The purple light made its eyes uncomfortable and it could not help but howl.

It was a level five mythological beast and it had an instinctive fear towards a level eight mythological beast. The purple light scared it. It curled its body and did not dare to move.

There was another undulation in its pouch, and a shiny purple egg jumped out of it.

The wind caller was dumbfounded.

The Wind Caller had always been oviparous. An egg had to be kept in the pouch for two years before it hatched.

The wind caller had laid an egg three years ago but it accidentally lost it during a fight. The wind caller searched for eight rounds before it finally found the egg …

At that time, it vaguely felt that the egg seemed to be a little bigger than before, and its color was a little darker, but it felt that this was because the egg had left the pouch. It was ecstatic to find its own egg, and it carefully put the egg back into its pouch. Because of the previous lesson, it was extra protective of the egg when it fought. It thought that the egg would break in two years, but it didn't expect that after three years, the egg would not break at all. Of course, the color didn't change either, it was just a yellow egg with a little bit of red.

The wind caller felt that there was a slight change in the egg today and there was a sign that it was going to hatch. Therefore, it was even more careful when it was happy and stayed in its nest.

However, it did not expect to meet Dao Qingyang and the rest …

Due to Gu Xijiu's help, its crisis was finally resolved and its baby was about to be born. However, the egg had turned into a shiny purple egg …

The egg of a level eight mythological beast!

It was the egg of a level eight mythological beast!

The wind caller stared at the egg dumbfoundedly and did not dare to move.

The egg rolled on the ground, and the purple light suddenly disappeared. Instead, it emitted a faint golden light, and an extremely rich aroma wafted out from the eggshell, wafting in all directions …

...

Deep underground.

The mussel told Gu Xijiu with lingering fear, "Master, a level eight mythological beast will consume a lot of blood when it is born. Otherwise, it would not be able to hatch. Fortunately, I noticed it in time and brought all of you away. Otherwise, all of you would be in the egg's stomach …"

Gu Xijiu looked up but the pit was too deep. She could only see a flash of golden light.

Eh, golden light? Was that not the light of a level five mythological beast?

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