"Damn!"

Marin couldn't help but curse, stood under the rain curtain, looked up at the lightning in the sky, and had to retract the Eye of Scouting that was hanging high in the air.

Although the image displayed in the crystal ball was amazing and deeply aroused his curiosity, it did not allow him to continue to observe at the risk of the Eye of Detection being destroyed by lightning.

The Eye of Detection is very precious, and it was not easy for him to buy a set at a huge cost.

Its value will be fully reflected in future wars, and it would be too violent to destroy it now in order to satisfy your curiosity.

"Such a young barbaric-level ancient beast master, the bloodline on his body is even more mysterious, and it seems to have a legendary phoenix nirvana potential......"

Marin muttered in a gloomy tone, wandering irritably through the mud. His heart was dripping blood, and his hatred for Zhou Ming was like a sea of flames, and he couldn't extinguish it even if he poured out the water of the three rivers. What he couldn't bear the most was that even the wild shaman lost it.

Skullcrusher squads can be recreated, and wild shamans are hard to come by. The Wild Shaman is the core key of the Skull Crusher Squad. As long as the Wild Shaman is alive and given enough resources and time, he can still recreate a team. Among the orcs, there are suitable barbarians to grab.

But the wild shaman is dead, like a grassroots destroyed that can never be recovered.

"Kill, this son must be killed!"

Marin let out an angry roar, knowing that he had planted a big heel. With his status and status, he can only dominate the three wild shamans in total. They were originally his trump cards for galloping on the battlefield in the future, but before the great war with the Kingdom of Mountains and Seas broke out, they took the lead in losing a wild shaman.

This heel is really too miserable.

If discovered by those peer contenders, Marin has no doubt that he will definitely be reduced to a laughing stock, ridiculed as incompetent, and a shameful joke.

And in future wars, his gap will be widened as a result, and he will only be thrown farther and farther away by his peers.

And all this is because of that young man, the young man who broke in the flames and stood up!

Fortunately, he paid attention to the battle at the first time, and when he realized that the situation was not right, he immediately sent reinforcements.

The two wild shamans beside him came out together, and he believed that the young man was definitely doomed.

Facing the siege of the two skull crusher teams, even he was invincible, so he could only flee from the wind.

The combat power of the Skull Crusher, he knows better than anyone else. That's a real iron-blooded soldier, a war machine, no emotion, no fear, no pain, even if he is decapitated, he can still continue to fight. As long as the wild shaman who dominates them doesn't die, they can fight to the last of their might!

......

The heavens and the earth were dark, torrential rain was pouring down, and staggered lightning lit up this lonely wilderness from time to time.

The flames rolled back into their hearts, and raindrops splashed down in the crimson magma that flowed on the ground, bursting into clouds of hot smoke and resounding with a grand pop.

In the depths of the billowing smoke, Zhou Ming's figure jumped out and landed on a rock not far away.

Under the flickering thunder light, it can be seen that his injuries have recovered as before, not only that, but his body is more tall and taller, and his skin is as white as jade, flowing with a faint luster, outlining smooth muscle lines. With a well-defined face, eyebrows like swords, eyes like cold stars, a high nose bridge, and slightly pursed lips full of perseverance, the whole person swept away the immaturity of the former youth, with a bit of youthful maturity.

That face, full of heroism and indescribably handsome, gives people a sense of perfection, and there is even a hint of enchantment in the blink of an eye.

If someone sees it at this moment, they will definitely be shocked and suspect that a certain big demon was born.

The blood of all souls exploded, absorbing the true blood of the phoenix, breaking and standing in the flames, shaping Zhou Ming's body almost flawlessly. The fox clan loves beauty, and the Nine Shadows Fox is even better. I have to say that the aesthetics of the beast god Dream Zhou Tian are indeed outstanding, creating the former Zhou Ming, and making a handsome foundation for the body he shaped.

Zhou Ming didn't know that when he created the former Zhou Ming, Meng Zhoutian was actually conducting some kind of drill, preparing for his rebirth and resurrection in the future and reshaping his physical body, and he really put a lot of effort into it.

The so-called eighteen changes in the female university, this point is also reflected in Zhou Ming.

As he grows up, especially after his strength is increasing, his posture and appearance are constantly changing, becoming more and more handsome, and now he is like a demon, with a hint of demonic strangeness.

Otherwise, since he left Tianmu Mountain, under his disguise, he would not even be able to recognize Liu Xiao, a well-known seven-rank beast tamer.

The evening breeze blew, and a black hair rose in the wind, fluttering in the rain, with distinct roots and shiny, even the rain could not wet it.

Zhou Ming raised his palm and touched his face, revealing a ridiculous expression, muttering and complaining: "This skin, this hair, this feel...... Why do you look a little like a woman?"

His gaze slowly went down, swept across his chest, and when he saw the solid pectoral muscles, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Chen Ting'er's heavy chest appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. I can't imagine that my breasts will become like that......

This terrible thought flashed, and his gaze instantly swept down from his flat belly, until he saw something, and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

- Still a man!

This time the change in himself is really a bit big, and it is too amazing, no wonder Zhou Ming is so suspicious.

But as his gaze continued downward, the brow that had just stretched couldn't help but furrow deeply.

"Where's Lao Tzu's leg hair?"

He couldn't help screaming, only to see the two real long legs in his field of vision, which were really white, long and straight......

Zhou Ming's heart was extremely messy, and he couldn't help but greet the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of Zhou Tian, the ancestor of the Nine Shadows Fox Dream.

“...... With two full heads on the chest, turning around and pretending to be a woman, I'm afraid no one will suspect it, right?"

Zhou Ming shook his head helplessly, took out a spare suit from the bracelet and put it on, then reached out and touched his forehead, only to find that the military merit badge was missing.

His mind was slightly sensitive, and his figure floated out silently, as light as a swallow, and his toes were on top of the magma, only to see that between the white qi and the roll, the person had returned to the same place.

The slender white fingers were open, and a hot coat of arms suddenly lay in the palm of his hand, unharmed, unharmed, and never burned by the flames.

The material and workmanship of the coat of arms can't help but surprise Zhou Ming.

After putting the coat of arms back on, Zhou Ming's gaze turned and finally landed on the wild shaman not far away.

The heart secretly communicates with butterflies, and too many secret messages are presented in his heart without reservation.

Along with the mind, doubts about the iron-blooded skull crusher, the secrets of many wild shamans, the mysteries of the soul beast recipe, and even many enemy confidential information, came to Zhou Ming's mind.

"The iron-blooded skull crusher, the nine-in-one, originally used some methods of refining beast soldiers, combined with the way of the beast formation, and used the war tools forged by the best among the barbarians, it seems to be a living thing, but it can no longer be regarded as a life, even if the body is broken and the head is lost, it can still continue to fight...... The key point for them is indeed in the Beast Priest!"

Zhou Ming finally knew what kind of monster the terrifying existence that almost dragged him into the abyss of death before.

"Soul Beast Technique?Curse Demon Snake Technique?It turns out that unconsciously, I have already comprehended a soul beast recipe of my own?...... I just don't know how to use it and turn it into a killing method......"

Referring to the cultivation method of the Cursed Demon Snake Technique, as well as the cultivation experience of this wild shaman, Zhou Ming felt that a door was slowly opening towards him.

He had already realized that the Soul Beast Technique was extremely rare and rare, and the difficulty of cultivation was much more difficult than that of ordinary Beast Technique, and more importantly, this kind of Beast Technique had very strict cultivation conditions, and not everyone could cultivate it. Its cultivation conditions are so strict that they are even far above the secret beast technique.

However, for today's Zhou Ming, there is a certain possibility.

Phoenix Wildness, Wild Illusion, Phoenix Flame, Phoenix True Blood, and his own understanding of the way of wildness, all of which gave Zhou Ming enough basic conditions to create a soul beast recipe that belonged to him.

"Everything is very mature, all it is necessary to transform the wild illusion into an attack method that can be actively released and attack the mind!"

The corners of Zhou Ming's mouth curled, and with a flick of his fingers, a golden flame instantly appeared on his fingertips, and between the fireworks, an apocalyptic world of wind and fire appeared in the depths of the flames: the terrifying sea of fire vortex above the sky dome swirled, smashing down one after another world-destroying fireballs, and between flying through the air, it turned into a huge sword of storm and flame......

That flame was a phoenix flame, constantly infused with wild breath by Zhou Ming, and then brewed in it, inscribed the illusion in it, and when the flame shrunk to the size of a needle, as if solidified into substance, a terrifying hidden weapon took shape.

This is a soul beast recipe created by Zhou Ming, which is different from the curse demon snake recipe that purely uses spiritual will to burn its own wildness to release, but is condensed into an energy entity. Although there is less mystery and no sense of formlessness and strangeness, the advantage is greater.

Needless to say, the power of the illusion far surpasses the dark expansion of the Curse Demon Serpent Technique, and its greatest advantage is that it can brew reserves in advance without impromptu urging.

This means that Zhou Ming can use it more than once when he is fighting.

"Yes, one more killer move. Soul Beast Technique, let's call it the Wind and Fire Sword!"

Looking at the wisp of smart fire that lingered on his fingertips, Zhou Ming nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand to put it away, and brewed it in the wild furnace.

Then he dodged in front of the wild shaman, raised his hand, and the butterfly flew up, changing the shape of a blade in his palm.

"You're worthless!

Zhou Ming stroked the blade with his hand, the killing intent in his slightly narrowed eyes flowed, and with a wave of his hand, he slashed towards the head of the wild shaman.