"Again!"
Lin Mo operated the cultivation technique, calm the chaotic True Yuan inside his body, his eyes once again flashed with brilliance, and took the initiative to attack.
"Roar!"
Clearly, the Golden Armored Beast was also provoked by this guy in front of it; its beast eyes reflected a cold light, and its strong, sturdy hooves stomped the ground, its figure charging forward violently again.
The impact wave from this collision almost flattened the mountain valley.
After several consecutive clashes, Lin Mo felt as if his bones were about to shatter, while the Golden Armored Beast was obviously not 'unscathed', as a fine crack appeared on its blade-like black horn.
"Continuing this fight won't determine the winner; next time I'll come to find you." Lin Mo flexed his hands, looking at the messy surroundings, revealing a trace of helplessness at the corner of his mouth, realizing he gained nothing from such a stalemate.
