Zuo Feng hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to take the risk to go over and take a look. After all, this time he came up for it, and if he didn't understand the secret, he was really unwilling.

His footsteps moved slightly, always paying attention to the changes in the soles of his feet, for fear that he would accidentally touch some mechanism. But until Zuo Feng walked to the stone platform, he didn't encounter the slightest mechanism. At this time, the beast soul in his chest fluctuated even more violently, and Zuo Feng pressed down his somewhat restless heart, and his arm waved in front of him.

The strong wind brought by his arm blew on the surface of the stone, and the stone remained unmoved, but the thick dust covering the surface was blown away, revealing the true face of the stone. What Zuo Feng didn't expect was that this turned out to be a spar, and the whole body of the spar was dark red, and there were faint hints of veins crisscrossing it.

Looking at the strange spar in front of him with a deep frown, Zuo Feng felt that it was difficult to take his eyes off it after seeing its true face for the first time. The slightest veins in it made Zuo Feng feel a little weird, as if the spar itself had life.

After hesitating for a long time, Zuo Feng finally gritted his teeth and reached out to touch the spare, just at the moment when Zuo Feng's palm touched the spare. There was a loud bang in his mind, and at the same time, the beast soul in his chest suddenly emitted a stream of mysterious energy.

This energy came to Zuofeng's palm like lightning, and it was immediately poured into the hedron. The originally dark red spar suddenly became brighter, and the veins in the spar also flickered and dimmed, and from the outside, it looked as if there was energy swimming in it.

At this time, there was a sharp pain in Zuo Feng's mind, but his consciousness could clearly feel the changes in the spar. At this time, the spar seemed to become a part of his body, and as soon as the energy of the beast soul was poured into the spar, a beast roar suddenly sounded in Zuo Feng's ears. But after careful distinction, the huge beast roar seemed to be emitted in his own body.

The dark red hedron had turned light red at this time, and at the same time, there were bursts of fluctuations within it. The feeling that this fluctuation gave Zuo Feng was the same as the beast soul in his body. After a while, Zuo Feng felt that something was wrong, after the beast soul energy in his body entered the spar, the two did not merge together because of the same root and origin, but started a battle with each other.

This kind of engagement is different from the fight between warriors, but more like the process of devouring each other. Each grows stronger by devouring the other, and this devouring is extremely fast. Soon, Zuo Feng found that the power of the beast soul he sent out was at a disadvantage, and as the energy in the spar took the initiative, the devouring became more rapid.

Feeling that the energy sent by the beast soul in his chest was becoming scarcer and rarer, and the energy in the spar was getting stronger and stronger, Zuo Feng also felt a trace of fear. Although the beast soul in his chest didn't belong to him technically, he guessed that if the hedron devoured the energy of the beast soul, he was afraid that he would be devoured next.

Zuo Feng subconsciously wanted to withdraw his palm, but at this time, not only did his palm seem to grow on a spar, but even his body couldn't move a single bit. The shadow of death gradually shrouded Zuo Feng's heart, and the next moment, Zuo Feng's eyes showed a trace of madness.

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

As soon as the sea of thoughts in his mind moved slightly, his thoughts frantically poured into the spar from the palm of his hand. Although his own telekinesis and the power of the beast soul in his chest are not the same energy, Zuo Feng can feel that his telekinesis can increase the power of the beast soul. The speed of the beast soul's energy devouring suddenly increased by a few points, and it immediately regained the initiative.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Sure enough, with the interference of its own external forces, the devouring of the beast soul also devoured more quickly as it continued to grow. As the energy in the hedron began to shrink.

Until a certain moment, the energy in the hedron seemed to sense its imminent fate, and suddenly withdrew and prepared to retreat. But this energy was trapped in the hedron, and no matter how much it fled, it was always pursued by the energy Ouroboros of the beast soul behind. Soon, all the remaining spar energy was devoured by the beast soul, and only the beast soul was left in the spar.

The beast soul energy seemed to be a little unsatisfied, and it circled in the spar a few times again, and then retreated to the chest position along the palm of the left wind with some reluctance.

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 pass into his body along his palm.

At this time, Zuo Feng did not feel a little comfortable, but wanted to roar a few times in pain. But his mouth only moved slightly, but he couldn't make any sound.

The huge reserves of spiritual power in the spar can even be described as terrifying, even if Zuo Feng's strong meridians that have been transformed, there is immediately a tearing pain. There was also a mess in the Nahai Sea, but the energy of the first wave suddenly exceeded the sum of the aura in the Nahai of the left wind.

Zuo Feng didn't have time to send this large amount of spiritual energy into the meridians, and the second wave of even greater spiritual energy rushed into the meridians. Zuo Feng couldn't do anything at this time, he could only watch the huge aura in his body squeeze his body and scarred it. He could even feel that the acupuncture points all over his body were spewing out strands of aura, which was a precursor to the violent death.

At this time, Zuo Feng had no choice but to helplessly watch his body continue to expand. He estimated that when the next wave of aura rushed into his body, it would be the moment when his body exploded.

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

The little beast poked his head out in confusion, and when his big gray eyes saw the red spar in front of him, he suddenly "squeaked" twice excitedly. But soon the little beast felt the abnormality of Zuo Feng's body, and the little beast's eyes turned, and a unique fluctuation suddenly erupted from within the body.

This fluctuation is not strong, and it is different from spiritual power, telekinesis, and beast soul energy. But just after this fluctuation spread, Zuo Feng's palm suddenly cut off contact with the spar.

Zuo Feng felt that the connection between himself and the spar was severed by the interference of external forces, but there was no trace of joy in his heart. Because at this time, there were still two waves of spiritual power in his body that had rushed in before, although these spiritual powers did not make Zuo Feng directly violent to his body, they were still raging in his body at this moment.

The fluctuations on the little beast's body gradually converged, and then he saw Zuo Feng's miserable appearance at this time. The body continued to overflow with spiritual energy everywhere, and the whole body also swelled a few times, and it continued to swell slowly.

Seeing Zuo Feng like this, the little beast tilted its head and thought about it, and quickly got out of Zuo Feng's arms. The palm of Left Wind's right hand that follows Zuofeng's arm is the connection between Zuofeng's right hand and the spar just now. The little beast stopped when it came to its wrist, and without hesitation, it bit down on a hole in Zuo Feng's palm.

At this time, Zuo Feng couldn't feel the pain in his palm at all, but the raging aura flowed out of his body along his right palm. After a while, Zuo Feng felt that there was no danger in his body, and reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the palms of his hands. As far as the eye could see, the little beast was pouting its little buttocks, and its little mouth was biting into the palm of its palm.

After thinking about it for a while, Zuo Feng understood that it was the little beast who saved him, and then he settled down. The little beast against the wind seemed to sense that there was nothing wrong with Zuo Feng's body, so he slowly let go of his small mouth. As soon as he looked up, he burped slightly, and then the little beast looked up at the red spar on the stone platform, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the appearance of the little beast at this time, it seems to be extremely contradictory, thinking about the past and as if he is afraid of something. After hesitating for a long time, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze and returned to Zuo Feng's arms again.

At this time, all of Zuo Feng's mind had fallen silent in his body, and although the little beast had absorbed most of his spiritual power, there was still a lot of it in his body. He worked hard to manipulate these spiritual powers, channeling them into the meridians where the soul melting power was located.

This movement is extremely slow at first, and can only run in the slightest bit. And when the first wisp of spiritual power approached the beast soul in his chest, all the spiritual energy suddenly began to operate rapidly. The beast soul did not absorb these auras, but it seemed that something else had been injected into them.

These auras that have been added with other energy by the beast soul will quickly repair the meridians that had been scarred before after passing through other parts of the body. Seeing this scene, Zuo Feng really breathed a sigh of relief. If the damage caused by the aura just now could not be repaired, then even if he could continue to cultivate in the future, he would be far worse than a martial artist of the same level.

The expressions of everyone under the spiral tower became strange at this time, especially Uncle Tian, whose expressions were even more uncertain. And the old man surnamed Hong, who has always been indifferent, also showed a trace of doubt on his face at this time.

According to these people's estimates, the number of people participating in the trial this time was not large, and a total of three battles were required, which was more than enough for three hours under normal circumstances. But now nearly five hours have passed, and seeing that the sun has set slightly in the west, there has not been any movement on the fifth floor of the spiral tower, how can this not surprise these people.

"Elder Hong, is there something going on here, why don't you go up and take a look at the situation. ”

An old man who led the team finally couldn't hold it anymore and pleaded with the old man in green shirt.

After hearing this, the old man surnamed Hong in a green shirt nodded slightly, and just as he wanted to say something, he looked up violently. Seeing this, everyone immediately focused their attention on the fifth floor of the spiral tower.

A bald figure rushed out of the fifth floor at an extremely fast speed and fell straight down. When Uncle Tian saw this bald figure, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

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