Beastification, as the name suggests, is that human monks forcibly stimulate the potential of the body and strengthen their own physical body for the sake of a certain need, under the premise of practicing a certain beast practice or taking a certain elixir, and at the same time, their own mana has also increased to varying degrees. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the damage to oneself is also great. In addition to a certain degree of damage to the physical body, it will also weaken the power of the divine soul and the vitality and spirit to varying degrees, and even more, it will bring years of stagnation in cultivation.

This beast transformation technique originated from the barbarians in the northwest of the Dongzhou Continent. Since this beast transformation technique is an evil spell that hurts the vitality of the monks, it is naturally forbidden to practice this technique in Qi, Shen and other countries that boast of being righteous.

And the elixir that can be beasted, it is said that in Qi, Shen and other countries, even the Yue and Liang countries, where the barbarians are greatly gathered, are almost extinct.

It's not that this elixir is difficult to refine, nor is it that the level of the alchemist is low, but the main material for refining this elixir, the essence blood of the shadow wolf, is difficult to find, and according to legend, this shadow wolf was extinct thousands of years ago.

And at this moment, the thin young man turned into a beast, and I don't know if he has cultivated the art of beast transformation or taken the beast pill.

Xiang Qi, who was full of horror on his face, naturally didn't delay anything more here, only to see that he recognized one direction, and hit several magic duels one after another, and disappeared into the strong wind boots under his feet.

With a "whoosh", the Wind Boots shot forward!

Xiang Qi, who hadn't flown far yet, only felt a big hand suddenly grab his body!

Xiang Qi was shocked, and several methods were never included in the strong wind boots, but Xiang Qi's body only moved slightly in place, and he couldn't move forward at all.

At this moment, Xiang Qi only felt a huge force that was enough to shake the mountain, and suddenly pulled down, Xiang Qi seemed to have lost his mana, and was dragged away.

In an instant, Xiang Qi was dragged in front of him by the beastly thin youth.

The face of the jackal, which made people frightened after seeing it, suddenly opened its mouth and "roared", and a bloodthirsty look shot out of those red eyes.

Xiang Qi, who saw this scene, didn't understand that the thin young man after the beast transformation was going to eat himself raw!

Xiang Qi, whose life was hanging by a thread, looked at the face of the jackal in front of him tremblingly, and his heart was even more tumbling.

Remorse, unwillingness, self-blame?

The thin young man after the beast raised his arm and sent Xiang Qi in his hand to his mouth, which was about to eat Xiang Qi raw!

Xiang Qi slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the arrival of death.

Now that we have come, it is useless to be afraid and regret, it is better to let go of the burden, let go of the earthly thoughts, let go of the attachment of life, and have a happy death!

In the face of death, I am calm!

I am not afraid in the face of death!

In the face of death, I will conquer!

Death, do you still dare to come?

At this time, Xiang Qi only felt that within the dantian, among the mysterious objects, a sky-high heat flow was tumbling more and more, and the heat flow that was rolling more and more violently impacted the mysterious object, which had a sense of breaking through the wall.

Finally, this hot current broke free from the shackles of the mysterious object, and in an instant, it shot into Xiang Qi's spiritual sea.

Xiang Qi only felt a "buzz" in his head, and he lost consciousness.

Before he lost consciousness, he clearly saw a beautiful girl falling from the sky, and on her unfamiliar face, there was a certain familiarity......

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When Xiang Qi was fighting with the thin young man, he was in a secret room of the Bai family in Lintian City.

A middle-aged monk in a gray robe and a yellow gold crown sat on a wicker chair with elaborate workmanship, and in front of him stood an old man with silver hair and a burnt yellow face.

This silver-haired old man is none other than the current head of the Bai family, Bai Jing.

I saw the silver-haired old man raise his drooping eyes from time to time, and peeked at the expressionless golden-crowned monk with a trembling look, trying to get some kind of information from his slightly narrowed eyes.

"Bai Jing, you know why I came to Heavenly City. The golden-crowned monk naturally saw the silver-haired old man's tricks, but he didn't show a look of displeasure, but smiled faintly and said to the silver-haired old man not far in front of him.

"Villain, how dare I guess Master Meng's thoughts!" The silver-haired old man's eyes rolled from side to side, raised his head slightly, and saluted the golden-crowned monk with a fist, and barely squeezed out a smile on his face, and said respectfully.

"It's a pity that the magic weapon of the Liuqing Vortex fell into the hands of others. A look of great pity flashed across the Golden Crown's face, and he muttered to himself.

With the ear power of the silver-haired old man and the immortal cultivator, he naturally listened to the words of the golden-crowned monk who seemed to be talking to himself, but his eyes flickered and he did not speak.

He had already heard that at the auction that had just ended, the head of the Tongtian faction, Meng Zhangmen, was quite interested in the finale of the Liuqing Vortex magic weapon, and the Bai family, as a subsidiary of the Tongtian faction, naturally hoped that Meng Zhangmen would win this treasure.

However, as a result, Meng Zhangmen withdrew from Liu Qingxuan's auction halfway, with a look of regret.

However, the silver-haired old man had nothing to do about this matter, he couldn't break the rules of the auction and let this treasure be forcibly auctioned off by Master Meng. Moreover, on top of this auction, Meng Zhangmen personally promised to let Bai Shanshan preside over the auction impartially, and the highest bidder would get this treasure.

In order to carry out this auction safely and smoothly, he invited one or two of the two elders of the Tongtian Sect, and the Bai family also paid enough benefits to the Tongtian Sect, so no matter how much the Meng Sect was obsessed with Convection Qingxuan at this moment, he had no way at all.

The golden-crowned monk looked at the silver-haired old man with a blank and helpless expression, and his face became more angry, but he did not have a seizure.

When a plump and seductive figure flashed through his mind, a strange smile of obscenity rose on the Golden-crowned monk's face.

"Bai Shanshan, who presided over the auction, that girl is a child of your Bai family. That is, in an instant, I saw that his face was straight, he removed the lewd smile on his face, his eyes were fixed on the silver-haired old man in front of him, and he asked.

"Bai Shanshan's girl is the fifth daughter of the despicable person. When the silver-haired old man saw the golden-crowned monk mention him, the yellow-skinned old face was first happy, then stunned for a moment, and hurriedly nodded yes.

"Have you ever been married?" said the Golden-crowned Monk with an elongated "oh" in his face, the expression on his face even more exaggerated, and then he nodded, and continued.

"The younger generation doesn't dare to deceive the seniors, the younger daughter is already married, and she had that double cultivation ceremony with a distant nephew of the Bai family three years ago!" The silver-haired old man lowered his head slightly, his eyes rolled several times, and several thoughts flashed in his mind, only to hear him reply respectfully.

"Although it is the first time I have come into contact with this woman today, I feel that I am very close to her, there are no female children under my sect, and there is also a lack of a messenger who brings tea and water, why don't you let her change to my Tongtian sect?" Hearing the silver-haired old man's words, a trace of displeasure flashed in the eyes of the golden-crowned monk, but it was fleeting, and I saw him say word by word with a trace of regret on his face.

Although the golden-crowned monk's voice was not high-pitched and his voice was weak, the silver-haired old man clearly heard an unmistakable tone from it.