Chapter 92: Body Mutation

Zuo Feng's fair arm almost completely extended into the wolf's body. After he fumbled for a while, he suddenly showed a hint of joy, but then the joy solidified and turned into a look of surprise.

As his fair little hand was pulled out of the wolf's body, there was a piece of crystal fragment the size of an apricot kernel in his palm.

"This should be a beast core, but why is it broken?" Zuo Feng stared at the crystal fragment in his hand with a frown, talking to himself. But he did not notice that the little beast not far away actually showed a hint of ridicule after seeing this scene.

Generally, monsters have beast cores, and although the monster blood contained in wild beasts is a little thinner, there is still a certain probability that a beast core can be bred. The beast core can be said to be the essence of the life of a monster or wild beast. The energy contained in it is extremely huge, and it can be used as an important material for refining medicine and refining.

Its price is also extremely expensive. Although Zuo Feng does not know how much such an apricot kernel-sized beast core can be sold for. But he estimated that he could buy three or four shops on the main street in Yancheng. However, looking at the beast core in front of him, Zuo Feng felt extremely depressed. Obviously, the beast core had been destroyed, and there was no energy in it.

‘Could it be that when I sucked blood just now, I also sucked the energy in the beast core. ’ Zuo Feng scratched his head and guessed vaguely.

Zuo Feng didn’t care too much about this. After all, this beast was full of treasures. Just this fur was very popular among the rich, and its internal organs were also very good auxiliary materials for low-level medicine refining. What Zuo Feng valued most was its claws.

The claw tip was not afraid of any weapons made of fine iron or fine steel, and it could be said to be a good material for making some short-bladed daggers.

After staring at the wolf-eating beast for a while, Zuo Feng started to move his hands. It took less than half an hour to tear the wolf apart. Although it was a pity, Zuo Feng just put the wolf claws in his arms. Finally, he took a look at the wolf's fur, and Zuo Feng still felt a little sorry.

This wolf had fought with two waves of gray-clothed men before and after, and was cut by himself a few times just now. There was not much intact fur left. Originally, if the wolf's skin could be preserved intact, it could at least be made into two cloaks, but now it could only be made into a sleeveless shirt.

Thinking of this, Zuo Feng looked at himself unintentionally. The shirt, which was already badly damaged, had been completely scrapped after the previous battle with the wolf.

After his eyes accidentally swept over his body, Zuo Feng's eyes suddenly condensed, because he discovered something more incredible. On his exposed chest, the bulge that had originally turned golden yellow turned gray-black at this moment. Such an amazing change could not help but make Zuo Feng feel suspicious.

Every change of this bulge on Zuo Feng's chest would bring him considerable benefits. When he first had this bulge, although Zuo Feng's cultivation was exhausted, he miraculously survived from the state of certain death. Later, when the color of the bulge changed from the same color as the skin to golden yellow, Zuo Feng almost advanced two levels and almost entered the bone refining stage.

With this discovery, Zuo Feng hurriedly began to check himself. But after careful inspection for many times, Zuo Feng found that except for the violent spiritual energy that made him depressed, the originally empty Nahai was full of spiritual energy.

Zuo Feng was a little annoyed. Maybe he was used to the recent adventures, as if there should be some unexpected surprises after every adventure. But this time he did gain something, and the gain was not just as simple as the bulge changing color, but the change of the bulge was destined to change his future trajectory, but he didn't know anything about it now.

Zuo Feng packed everything up and waved to the little beast "Nifeng" in the distance. The little beast jumped from the tree with a start, and came to Zuo Feng's shoulder in the blink of an eye, and then hesitated for a moment and got into the package around Zuo Feng's waist.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Feng smiled slightly and looked around. After confirming the direction, Zuo Feng quickly rushed to the place where he came from.

When Zuo Feng ran quickly, he did not notice that the gray-black bulge on his chest suddenly deepened a little, and around the black bulge, tiny sharp corners began to grow under the skin like young sprouts.

After walking forward for a quarter of an hour, Zuo Feng finally noticed some changes in himself. It was that since he sucked the blood of the wolf, he could not emit his mental power. This is not that he has lost his mental power. The two tiny gray-white mental threads are still entangled and swimming in the sea of ​​​​mind, but the mental power contained in them cannot be dispersed like before to explore the surrounding situation.

This discovery made Zuo Feng speechless. Not only did he not gain anything this time, but he also lost an ability that he valued most. Unable to help looking down, Zuo Feng found that the black bulge on his chest was a little strange, and the black buds on it rushed out of the originally round edge like breaking through the ground.

Seeing this change, Zuo Feng frowned slightly, although he didn't know whether this change was good or bad for him. But seeing those black sprouts growing, he instinctively felt a little disgust.

As Zuo Feng lowered his head and walked forward, he suddenly felt a sense of discomfort that made him shudder. He instinctively stomped on the ground hard, and his body immediately changed direction and rushed to the side. Just as Zuo Feng changed direction, a short spear as fast as lightning flew past his original position.

Judging from the timing and direction of the attack, it was obvious that the other party was a veteran in this area. Moreover, the opponent obviously had no intention of killing Zuo Feng. If Zuo Feng continued to move forward unchanged, he would probably be pierced through his thigh by this short spear.

"get out."

Zuo Feng roared coldly to the position where the short spear was issued. After a few breaths of silence, a low and hoarse sinister laughter came from the grass not far away, and at the same time the man spoke.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so alert that he was able to dodge my short spear."

As the words fell, three figures walked out from behind the tree. Although Zuo Feng was unfamiliar with his appearance, the gray clothes immediately let him know the identity of the visitor.

Zuo Feng could tell at a glance that the person speaking was the one who attacked him just now. He was a middle-aged man with fierce eyes. The man was still holding a short spear in his hand, and four identical short spears were exposed on his back.

The other two people also walked out from both sides of Zuo Feng with playful expressions. When Zuo Feng saw clearly the cultivation levels of the three of them, his expression became much uglier. These three people all have the strength in the tempering stage. It seems that they are a small team, and they must have been ambushing here for a long time. The target must be themselves.

Zuo Feng was also very depressed now. If he could still use his telekinesis to detect, I'm afraid these people would never expect to ambush him so easily. I don't know how long I have been unconscious in the Tianping Mountains, but these people are still so persistent in trying to catch me.

A surge of anger slowly rose from the bottom of his heart. To Zuo Feng's surprise, he actually had the urge to tear the people across from him into pieces. As soon as this cruel thought emerged, he could no longer suppress it, which shocked Zuo Feng himself.

"Little guy, don't resist needlessly. You are no match for us. Just surrender and be captured will save us a lot of trouble."

The middle-aged man holding a short spear said disdainfully while slowly approaching Zuo Feng. Under this kind of pressure, Zuo Feng felt a sense of irritation, and at the same time his body was a little restless. This time, it was not that the spiritual energy was raging, but that Zuo Feng's whole body seemed to be rioting.

Unknowingly, a faint blood began to appear in Zuo Feng's eyes, and it became more and more intense. Seeing Zuo Feng's change, the middle-aged man holding a short spear was slightly startled, but then he said to his companions on both sides.

"This kid is a bit weird, hurry up and capture him to save you a long night of nightmares."

The two companions nodded slightly, and the next moment they rushed towards the left wind from both sides.

But in such a short period of time, Zuo Feng had a new change, and a bloodthirsty impulse arose from the bottom of his heart. Although the powerful enemies on both sides were approaching quickly, he raised his head and slowly opened his mouth.

"ah……"

A roar like a beast's roar came from Zuo Feng's mouth, and the roar spread around like the sonic attack of the wolf-devouring wolf. The two tendon-tempering warriors who were approaching quickly were also affected by the sound waves. Their eyes became a little distracted and their bodies swayed.

When the two recovered, they saw Zuo Feng rushing towards the man holding the short spear at an alarming speed. If it were normal times, the two of them would definitely laugh at each other. A young man who has not yet reached the bone refining stage actually picked the second-level warrior with the highest cultivation level among them to do it.

But the roar just now made them dare not underestimate the young man in front of them. The middle-aged man holding the short spear also had a solemn look on his face. When he saw Zuo Feng rushing toward him, he also cautiously stabbed Zuo Feng on the shoulder with the short spear. He didn't dare to make a fatal move, because there was an order from above to capture the young man in front of him alive.

Zuo Feng's eyes were blood red, and his speed was astonishingly fast. He had arrived in front of the man with the short spear in the blink of an eye. He just casually waved away the thrust of the spear, but with this seemingly gentle move, the middle-aged man at the second level of tempering stage could no longer hold it, and the short spear flew away with a sound.

The middle-aged man was startled by Zuo Feng's huge power, but before he could draw out the short spear behind him again, Zuo Feng's hands had already inserted into his chest like two sharp blades.

Then Zuo Feng moved his hands outward, and the middle-aged man with the short spear was torn in half. The mutilated corpse was thrown to both sides with bones and internal organs, and blood poured down like heavy rain.

Zuo Feng turned around slowly and gently licked the blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue, with a cruel smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. The other two warriors had never seen such a scene before, and they opened their mouths in shock.

Zuo Feng suddenly accelerated and rushed toward one of the warriors like lightning, with a faint smile still hanging on his lips. It's just that this smile looks extremely dull, more like an unconscious and subconscious action.