Hearing Zuo Feng say the word "seal", his tone obviously increased, and the masked young man seemed to be extremely puzzled, and his head tilted slightly, as if he was thinking about the meaning of Zuo Feng's words before.

Zuo Feng didn't explain much about this, and the two couldn't talk calmly between them at all. The beating just now, if it weren't for his own extreme toughness, coupled with his flexible control of his body to make subtle adjustments. I'm afraid that it is light to fall to the ground now, and it is entirely possible to die on the spot.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his eyes glanced at the "prison lock" on the ground. I don't know if it's an illusion or something else, just now the moment the "prison lock" was unlocked, he felt as if the aura in his body had been released at once. At this time, every part of his body seemed to be trembling with excitement, and the aura in Nahai seemed to be much more active than before.

"Did you really let me say that this "prison lock" is not only amazingly heavy and able to restrain **, but also has the effect of restraining aura?' secretly guessed in his heart, and then Zuo Feng's eyes slowly raised and glanced at the masked young man opposite. Then he took out a pack of medicine and took it down, and then took out a paper bag and sprinkled it outside his body. At this time, Zuo Feng's whole body was covered with sweat and blood, and as soon as the powder touched his body, it immediately stuck to it.

Seeing this, the masked young man's eyes flashed with a fierce light, but he immediately remembered something and calmed down. When Zuo Feng saw the other party's performance, he also had to admire the other party's temperament. Under such circumstances, it is obviously the wisest to suppress the anger in his chest and seize the time to recover his strength.

After Zuo Feng did this, he reached out and touched his waist, and a small wine jug appeared in his hand, which was the "forget your worries" that Ding Hao had given before. Uncorked the flask, raised the flask high above his head, and then opened his mouth with a slight tilt of his wrist for a heavy pour. The strong aroma of wine spread out from his nose, which made the masked young man opposite also feel a little moved, obviously he also liked the contents of this cup.

Zuo Feng drank it without hesitation this time, until he drank half of the wine in the jug in one go, and then slowly put the flask away with satisfaction. Then Zuo Feng walked leisurely towards the masked youth, and the masked youth at this time was completely shocked by Zuo Feng on the spot.

In the fierce battle between the two just now, although Zuo Feng only resisted with all his strength, his spiritual power and physical strength were not small, and even if he took the medicine, it would take a little time to run the medicine power throughout his body. But what he didn't know was that at the same time as the "prison lock" was unlocked just now, Zuo Feng's qi and spiritual power had also fully recovered in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Zuo Feng was not in the best condition, but when he unlocked the "prison lock", he had a feeling of refreshment, which made him have only one thought in his mind, which was to flatten the masked young man in front of him.

The masked youth's gaze flickered slightly, revealing a hint of determination. Without waiting for Zuo Feng to get closer, he rushed over first, and at the same time fiercely swung his fist towards the opponent. But just as this punch was about to hit Zuo Feng's face, a white palm slowly raised.

The next moment, the eyes of the masked young man were full of disbelief. Because the boy on the opposite side easily grabbed his fist, and his fist couldn't move at all. Just when the masked young man was stunned, Zuo Feng had already raised his foot and kicked it out sideways.

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, the masked young man's body was kicked upside down and flew out, and his feet dragged more than four feet long on the ground before he could barely stabilize his body. Just when he was surprised that the opponent's strength had skyrocketed, Zuo Feng had already appeared in front of him like a ghost, and he didn't dare to hesitate to punch again, but the result was that he didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes with one punch.

A sharp pain came from the right side of his body, and immediately after his body, he flew out diagonally to the side. As soon as the masked young man stood up this time, Zuo Feng's body appeared strangely in front of him again. A flash of madness flashed in the masked youth's eyes, and a trace of blood appeared in his eyes.

His punch power and speed increased instantly, and he swung quickly towards the left wind, but the result was still that he failed to hit the left wind's body. The eyes of the masked youth were now barely able to keep up with Zuo Feng's ghostly speed, but it was one thing to be able to see, and another thing to be able to hit the other party.

Obviously, I felt that I had caught the movement of the left wind, but when I swung my fist, the other party was no longer there. And every time he attacks, somewhere on his body will immediately be hit by the opponent's fierce blow.

The body of the masked young man was in the spacious hall, and he was beaten to fly to this side for a while, but soon he was kicked and rolled to the other side. It can be said that the masked young man at this time seems to have lost the strength to fight back, and he can only let the other party fiddle like a human target.

"Knock"

The masked youth's body slammed into the wall of the hall, then slowly fell like a puddle of mud before collapsing to the ground. Zuo Feng didn't see any emotion on his face at this time, but his eyes were slightly squinted at the silver-white mask on the young man's face, and just as he was about to walk over and take it off, the young man's body in the mask shook a few times and sat up.

'This guy's physical strength is even comparable to that wolf-devouring beast, how did he get it?' Zuo Feng wondered in his heart, he didn't think that there were few people in this world who could have such a bizarre experience and completely transform his body from the inside out.

Just when Zuo Feng was puzzled, the masked young man raised his head and stared at Zuo Feng with a fierce gaze. Then he sighed and said, "You are strong, but you can't win against me." I can give you that final prize, but you have to throw in the towel now. ”

The masked youth's voice was as unpleasant as metal rubbing, and Zuo Feng felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, but it seemed that he had never heard it before. After being slightly stunned, Zuo Feng smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I have to get the final prize, and I have to get the victory in this trial." ”

Zuo Feng didn't have much interest in winning the final victory of the trial, but after hearing that the final prize was the "Pregnancy Elixir", he made up his mind that he must win. If he hadn't come to the fifth floor of the spiral tower, he might have been a little tempted by the masked youth's proposal, but when he came to the fifth floor, he made a new discovery.

Just after Zuo Feng went up to the fifth floor, he suddenly found that the beast soul that had turned black on his chest had an extremely abnormal fluctuation. This fluctuation seems to tell Zuo Feng what attracts it above these five layers.

Zuo Feng was also puzzled at the time, "Isn't there only five floors in this spiral tower, so it seems that there are still six floors or mezzanines, and this mysterious existence obviously has something to do with the beast soul in his body." Zuo Feng made up his mind at that time that he must win the final victory. Since the above things are related to the beast soul in the body, then there is also the possibility of relieving oneself of his berserk disorder. This is too important for Zuo Feng, so it is impossible for the masked youth to accept any conditions he offers now.

When the masked young man heard Zuo Feng's unhesitating refusal, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but it was immediately replaced by a resoluteness. The young man stood up violently, and at the same time raised his arms high, and Zuo Feng immediately became vigilant when he saw that the other party was about to make a move. But the next moment, he was shocked by the other party's behavior.

"Bang...... Bang Bang ......"

The masked youth raised his arms, and instead of rushing towards the left wind, he hammered hard into all parts of his body. Because he was wearing silver armor, the impact sound was also extremely harsh. Zuo Feng observed coldly, every time the masked young man smashed his fist on his body, the armor in that position would sink slightly.

And these depressions are some important tricks, usually it is too late to protect, but this young man is frantically beating these positions with all his might. Just when Zuo Feng was puzzled, the masked young man had already stopped thrashing his fists, and at the same time, he could clearly see that his eyes were bloodshot.

"Poof"

A vision came from inside the mask, and then a large expanse of crimson blood flowed down the outer edge of the mask onto the young man's body. After seeing this scene, Zuo Feng secretly guessed in his heart that this should be a special secret method similar to the Violent Qi Disintegration category, which could be improved in a short period of time at the cost of harming himself.

Sure enough, just after the young man spurted blood, his own aura also quickly skyrocketed. Zuo Feng made a rough estimate that the other party had now reached at least the strength of the fifth level peak of the bone refining stage. With such cultivation and his strong heat, he is indeed qualified to say what he just said.

The masked youth's body moved again, and this time he didn't rush towards it like before, as if he still had some fear of Zuo Feng's speed at the moment. But he didn't put on any defensive posture, obviously extremely confident in his current toughness.

Facing the young man who was slowly coming, Zuo Feng's heart moved, and he took out the wine jug again and poured it violently. Immediately after that, Zuo Feng's body began to shake slightly, looking as if he was drunk.

If Ding Hao was here at this moment, he would be surprised to find that Zuo Feng was using his "wine fist". The pace at the foot of the left wind seems chaotic, but it seems to have some special rules in it. The sound of footsteps also contains a special rhythm, and Zuo Feng actually used the yellow-faced young man's stunt "Phantom Sound Step" at this time.

The masked young man was defenseless, his steps paused slightly, and the left wind in front of him suddenly transformed into three figures at this moment. Zuo Feng had seriously figured out Ding Hao's "wine boxing" before, although he couldn't use it as freely as Ding Hao, but with his current amazing speed, he could barely imitate a rough idea.

Three identical figures slowly walked towards the masked youth, and six arms danced in the air as the arms swung, and then attacked the masked youth fiercely.

Zuo Feng would not give the opponent a chance to attack first, so Zuo Feng took the lead in using the "wine fist" that had just mastered a little fur to attack