Chapter 141: Devouring the Beast Soul

Zuo Feng hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to take the risk to see what was going on. After all, he came here for it, and he was unwilling to find out the secret.

He moved his feet lightly, always paying attention to the changes in the soles of his feet, for fear that he would accidentally touch any mechanism. But until Zuo Feng walked to the edge of the stone platform, he did not encounter any mechanism at all. At this time, the beast soul on his chest fluctuated more violently. Zuo Feng suppressed his restless heart and waved his arms in front of him.

The strong wind brought by his arms blew over the surface of the stone. The stone remained motionless, but the thick dust covering the surface was blown away, revealing the true appearance of the stone. What Zuo Feng did not expect was that this was actually a crystal stone. The crystal stone was dark red throughout, and you could vaguely see a few veins crisscrossing inside.

Looking at the strange crystal stone in front of him with a frown, Zuo Feng felt that it was difficult to take his eyes off it after seeing its true appearance at first sight. The veins in it made Zuo Feng feel even more strange, as if the crystal itself had life.

After hesitating for a long time, Zuo Feng finally gritted his teeth and reached out to touch the crystal. The moment Zuo Feng's palm just touched the crystal. A loud "boom" suddenly came from his mind, and at the same time, the beast soul in his chest suddenly emitted a stream of mysterious energy.

This energy came to Zuo Feng's palm like lightning and poured into the crystal at once. The originally dark red crystal suddenly became bright, and the veins in the crystal also flickered. From the outside, it looked like there was energy wandering in it.

At this time, Zuo Feng felt a burst of severe pain in his mind, but his consciousness could clearly feel the changes in the crystal. At this time, the crystal seemed to become a part of his body. As soon as the energy of the beast soul was poured into the crystal, there was a beast roar in Zuo Feng's ears. But after careful distinction, this huge beast roar seemed to come from his own body.

The dark red crystal had turned light red, and waves were emitting from it. The feeling of this wave to Zuo Feng was exactly the same as that of the beast soul in his body. After a moment, Zuo Feng felt something was wrong. After the beast soul energy in his body entered the crystal, the two did not merge together because of the same origin, but fought each other.

This kind of battle is different from the fight between warriors. Instead, it is more like a process of mutual devouring. Each party will strengthen itself by devouring the other, and this devouring is extremely fast. Soon Zuo Feng found that the beast soul power he sent out was at a disadvantage, and as the energy in the crystal took the initiative, the devouring became faster.

Feeling that the energy sent out by the beast soul in his chest was getting scarcer and the energy in the crystal was getting stronger, Zuo Feng also felt a little fear. Although the beast soul in his chest did not strictly belong to him, he guessed that if the crystal swallowed up the energy of the beast soul, he would probably swallow himself next.

Zuo Feng subconsciously wanted to withdraw his palm, but at this time, not only was his palm like it grew on the crystal, but even his body could not move at all. The shadow of death gradually enveloped Zuo Feng's heart, and the next moment, a trace of madness appeared in Zuo Feng's eyes.

Because Zuo Feng had tried it once before, his spiritual power could not be sent into the crystal at all, so at this moment he could only mobilize the only energy in his body, the telekinesis.

The sea of ​​thoughts in his mind moved slightly, and the telekinesis was madly poured into the crystal from his palm. Although his telekinesis and the beast soul power in his chest are not the same energy, Zuo Feng can feel that his telekinesis can strengthen the beast soul power. The speed of the beast soul's energy absorption suddenly increased a few points, and immediately took back the initiative.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Sure enough, with his own external interference, the beast soul's absorption was also swallowed faster and faster as it continued to grow. As one grew, the other disappeared, and the energy in the crystal began to shrink.

Until a certain moment, the energy in the crystal seemed to sense its impending demise, and suddenly pulled away and prepared to retreat. But this energy was trapped in the crystal, and no matter how it fled, it was always chased by the energy of the beast soul behind it. Soon, the remaining crystal energy was completely swallowed by the beast soul, and only the beast soul energy remained in the crystal.

The beast soul energy seemed to be reluctant to leave, and circled in the crystal for several times again, and then reluctantly retreated along Zuo Feng's palm to the chest.

Zuo Feng also secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this time, but before he could withdraw his palm, he felt a majestic pure spiritual power passing through his palm into his body.

At this time, Zuo Feng did not feel any comfort, but wanted to roar a few times in pain. But his mouth only moved slightly, but could not make any sound.

The reserve of spiritual power in the crystal was so huge that it could even be described as terrifying. Even Zuo Feng's tough meridians that had been transformed immediately felt a tearing pain. The Nahai was also in a mess. The first wave of energy alone exceeded the total amount of spiritual energy in Zuo Feng's Nahai.

Zuo Feng had no time to send this large amount of spiritual energy into his meridians, and the second wave of even greater spiritual energy rushed into his meridians. Zuo Feng could do nothing at this time, and could only watch as the huge spiritual energy in his body squeezed his body and left it covered with scars. He could even feel that all the acupoints in his body were gushing out spiritual energy, which was a precursor to violent death.

At this time, Zuo Feng had no choice but to watch his body expand helplessly. He estimated that when the next wave of spiritual energy rushed into his body, his body would explode.

But at this moment, Zuo Feng's arms moved slightly, and then a cute big head poked out from it. It was the little beast "Nifeng" that had been sleeping for nearly three months.

The little beast poked its head out with a confused look on its face. When its big gray eyes saw the red crystal in front of it, it suddenly screamed excitedly twice. But soon the little beast felt the abnormality of Zuo Feng's body. The little beast's eyes turned, and suddenly a unique wave burst out from its body.

This wave was not strong, and it was different from spiritual power, telekinesis, and beast soul energy. But just after this wave spread, Zuo Feng's palm suddenly cut off the connection with the crystal.

Zuo Feng felt that the connection between himself and the crystal was cut off due to interference from external forces. Although he was happy, he did not have a trace of joy. Because at this time, there were still two waves of spiritual power that rushed into his body before. Although these spiritual powers did not cause Zuo Feng to explode directly, they were still raging in his body.

The fluctuations on the little beast gradually converged, and then he saw Zuo Feng's miserable appearance at this time. There was a constant overflow of spiritual energy all over his body, and his whole body also swelled several times, and it was still slowly expanding.

Seeing Zuo Feng like this, the little beast tilted his head and thought about it, and then quickly got out of Zuo Feng's arms. Following Zuo Feng's arm, it came to the palm of Zuo Feng's right hand. Just now, Zuo Feng had established a connection with the crystal stone through this right hand. The little beast stopped at the wrist and bit a point on Zuo Feng's palm without hesitation.

At this time, Zuo Feng could not feel the pain on his palm at all, but the raging spiritual energy in his body flowed out of his body along his right palm. After a while, Zuo Feng felt that his body was no longer in danger, and reluctantly opened his eyes to look at his palm. The little beast was sticking out its butt, biting his palm.

After a little thought, Zuo Feng realized that it was the little beast who saved him, and then he felt relieved. The little beast Nifeng seemed to realize that Zuo Feng was not seriously injured, so he slowly opened his mouth. As soon as he raised his head, he burped lightly, and then the little beast looked up at the red crystal on the stone platform, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

The little beast seemed to be very contradictory at this time, wanting to go over but also seemed to be afraid of something. After hesitating for a long time, he reluctantly retracted his gaze and returned to Zuo Feng's arms again.

At this time, Zuo Feng's whole mind had been silent in his body. Although the little beast had absorbed most of the spiritual power, there was still a lot of it in his body. He tried hard to control these spiritual powers and guide them into the meridians where the soul-melting skill was located.

This kind of skill was very slow at the beginning, and could only be operated a little bit. When the first ray of spiritual power approached the beast soul in the chest, all the spiritual energy suddenly began to operate rapidly. The beast soul did not absorb the spiritual energy, but it seemed to have injected something else into the spiritual energy.

These spiritual energies added with other energies by the beast soul will quickly repair the previously scarred meridians after passing through other parts of the body. Seeing this scene, Zuo Feng really breathed a sigh of relief. If the damage just caused by the spiritual energy could not be repaired, then even if he could continue to practice in the future, he would be far worse than the warriors of the same level.

The expressions of the people below the spiral tower became weird at this time, especially Uncle Tian, ​​whose expression was even more uncertain. The old man surnamed Hong, who was always calm and composed, also showed a trace of doubt on his face at this time.

According to these people's estimates, there were not many people participating in the trial this time, and a total of three battles were needed. Under normal circumstances, three hours would be more than enough. But now nearly five hours have passed, and the sun has slightly set in the west, but there is no movement on the fifth floor of the spiral tower. How can this not surprise these people?

"Mr. Hong, is there something going on up there? Why don't you go up and take a look?"

An old man leading the team finally couldn't hold back and asked the old man in green.

After hearing this, the old man surnamed Hong nodded slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly looked up. Seeing this, everyone immediately focused their attention on the fifth floor of the spiral tower.

A bald figure rushed out from the fifth floor at a very fast speed and fell directly down. When Uncle Tian saw this bald figure, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.