Celestial being

Yuan Ming saw the right moment, activated the power of his Yuan-accumulating arm to the extreme, and poured all his mana into the Herring Sword.

He jumped up high, gave up slashing, and instead charged towards the One-Horned Viper with a thrust with stronger armor-piercing ability.

The latter is being entangled by the Blood Soul Vine and is unable to take care of Yuan Ming at the moment.

Yuan Ming's long sword was not hindered at all, and pierced directly into the right eye of the viper, and disappeared.

There was a soft sound of "poof".

Large pieces of blood spattered, and the body of the one-horned viper, which was still struggling violently, suddenly collapsed, and then bounced up suddenly, throwing Yuan Ming off it.

Immediately afterwards, the viper's body shrank and twisted, almost forming a ball, but after struggling for a long time, it lost strength and stopped moving.

After Yuan Ming got up, he immediately rushed forward, stepped on the viper's head, and pulled out the herring sword.

He held the sword with both hands and slashed randomly at the viper's chest until the scales flew around and blood splattered everywhere.

This is not because Yuan Ming wants to vent his anger, but he has to find the heart of the viper quickly to prevent it from being completely occupied by the blood soul vine. Otherwise, it will be resurrected and move again. By then, in its current state, it may Oops.

After a long period of hard chopping, Yuan Ming finally cut open the viper's chest, and saw the heart that was still beating slightly. It was indeed covered with black filaments.

Without any hesitation, he immediately raised his sword and stabbed, stabbing the viper's heart to pieces in two or three strokes.

After doing all this, Yuan Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, took off the blood storage bag from his body, placed it on the wound, and began to collect blood food.

But at this moment, the change happened again.

The one-horned viper python, which was thought to be dead, actually started to move again. Dozens of black vines as thick as a thumb suddenly grew out of the wound on the python's body, and Yuan Ming was tied up in one fell swoop.

At this time, Yuan Ming's body had not yet been cleared of poison, but his mana had been exhausted. He could no longer forcefully stimulate his blood. His eyes became a little blurry, his whole body was powerless, and he had almost lost his ability to resist.

But at this moment, the head of the one-horned viper was raised again, still looking down in the same posture as before.

However, its only remaining single eye was scarlet, but it no longer had the same emotion as before, and its eyes became dull and dull. It was obvious that it had been controlled by the blood soul vine parasitism.

Yuan Ming was bound by tree vines and brought to the head of the viper. Only then did he discover that in the hole in his right eye that had been pierced by the herring sword, there was a black tumor that was shrinking and squirming.

"It seems that it doesn't need to reside in the heart..." Yuan Ming understood, but it was already too late.

The tree vines were sending him bit by bit towards the bloody mouth of the one-horned viper. After struggling hard, he would inevitably fall into the snake's mouth.

Yuan Ming tried his best to focus his eyes, trying to regain his clarity of vision, but he couldn't. Even if he faced death and no chance of survival, he still refused to give up.

If you try hard, there may be a glimmer of hope, but if you give up, you will definitely die!

The three levels of the "Nine Yuan Jue" in his body were running wildly, trying to continue to condense the magic power so that he could fight again, but this temporary act was unable to work.

The one-horned viper's bloody mouth still swallowed Yuan Ming.

Just when the Viper's bloody mouth was about to close, Yuan Ming's eyes began to turn blood red, and a ferocious and violent emotion that did not belong to him suddenly rushed into his mind.

This emotion contained anger, hatred, bloodlust, and many emotions that were rejected by Yuan Ming, but there was only one emotion that overlapped with his current emotion, which was unwillingness.

Not willing to lose, not willing to die, not willing to give up.

The next moment, Yuan Ming was almost overwhelmed by this complex emotion and almost lost his mind.

But at the critical moment, the heat coming from his arm stabilized his mind and allowed him to control the almost crazy emotions.

At the same time, Yuan Ming felt that the white ape skin on his body tightened instantly, and the feeling of being connected to his blood became even stronger. The stagnant energy and blood in his body suddenly began to boil again at this moment.

Yuan Ming felt hot all over his body, and a large amount of energy and blood surged towards his chest.

Immediately afterwards, the flesh and blood bulged from his chest, and the bones grew on their own. A pale golden arm suddenly burst out of his chest, forcibly penetrating the vines that bound him, and its five fingers were like knives, piercing the viper's body. Right eye.

The golden arm grabbed the squirming black tumor in the eye socket and squeezed it hard with five fingers.

There was a soft "bang" sound, and the black tumor exploded and turned into powder.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the One-Horned Viper Python quickly withered and shrank, and the parasitic vines inside it withered instantly and turned into ashes.

Yuan Ming immediately regained his freedom and fell to the ground.

He quickly looked at the one-arm that appeared on his chest in surprise, and even forgot to collect blood food.

The arm looked no different from an ape's arm, but it had pale golden hair. It looked like it had been grafted onto the white ape's body, which was extremely disharmonious.

"Could this white ape skin still have room for evolution?" Yuan Ming was surprised and surprised.

With a thought in his mind, he made a fist with his third arm and punched. The powerful force carried his body forward and he couldn't help but rush forward. The power was actually a bit stronger than his original two arms.

"I don't know if I can retract this arm. I don't think I have to hang an arm on my chest in the future. This is too weird." Yuan Ming thought secretly in his heart.

Unexpectedly, as he spoke from his heart, the golden ape arm on his chest actually shrank back.

He quickly touched his chest. Everything there was as usual, without any change.

After thinking for a moment, Yuan Ming immediately took out the blood storage bag to collect the blood food, and then peeled off the horn from his head before leaving in a hurry.

…

A few months passed in the blink of an eye, and it was already the middle of winter in Shiwandashan.

The mountains are covered with heavy snow, and thousands of miles are covered with snow.

In the past few months, Yuan Ming has been practicing hard and constantly hunting ferocious beasts to obtain blood food. He has gradually become better and better. Every month, he pays more than the amount, sometimes even ten times the amount. .

Of course, if there is no need for hair removal during the process, then there is no need for hair removal.

Counting it all together, it has been less than a year and a half since he officially became a furry beast slave, but he has already turned in a total of 507 shares of blood food.

The goal of completing thousands of shares within three years and becoming a registered disciple of Biluo Cave before its complete fall is no longer so far-fetched.

This day, early morning.

Yuan Ming carried a thick deer leg on his shoulders and walked in the snow in the mountains and forests.

His skin is dark all over and his face is rough. Judging from his appearance alone, he is no different from a southern Xinjiang person or even a savage.

After the winter snow closed the mountains, many ferocious beasts like bears and pythons fell into hibernation. The activities of other ferocious beasts were also greatly reduced, making hunting much more difficult than before.

Yuan Ming had gone out the day before yesterday and had not returned until now. If he hadn't been lucky enough to encounter a black-antlered deer, he might have returned empty-handed.

While passing through a pine forest, he suddenly heard a noise in front of him, as if someone was fighting.

Yuan Ming subconsciously wanted to take a detour and leave. Now, apart from hunting ferocious beasts and accumulating points, he didn't care much about anything else. This was because as his cultivation level increased, the backlash of the furry technique became more and more serious. .

Especially after he grew his third golden ape arm, every time he used the furry technique, the ferocity in his chest became stronger and stronger, and the bloodthirsty and violent emotions impacted his reason again and again.

Yuan Ming didn't know how long the incense burner hidden in his arm could suppress this backlash.

Just when he was about to take a detour and leave, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice: "You bastards of the Hyena Hall, if I hadn't been seriously injured, would you two have dared to take action against me?"

"Hagon?" Yuan Ming secretly asked.

In response to this voice, there were several sneers and disdainful taunts, as well as the sounds of fighting.

Yuan Ming sighed, put down the deer leg in his hand, and hurried over.

Before he could get closer, a figure had already flown out from a large bush.

Yuan Ming, with quick eyes and quick hands, held the man's back, turned his body in a circle with his left foot as the fulcrum, relieved the force of the collision, and stabilized himself on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, two more people jumped out from behind the bushes, each holding a sharp knife in their hands.

When they saw Yuan Ming, the two guys were obviously stunned, and then one of them, a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, immediately shouted and asked: "Who are you? Do you want to meddle in other people's business?"

The other one had already raised a sharp knife and pointed it at the tip of Yuan Ming's nose.

"Brother Yuan?" Ha Gong shouted in surprise, his face pale and his forehead covered with sweat.

His clothes were stained with blood, and there was obviously an exaggerated laceration wound on his waist and abdomen. There were also regular-shaped stab wounds on various parts of his arms, more than ten of them.

"What did you do? Why did it become so miserable?" Yuan Ming frowned.

"I..." Before Ha Gong could say anything, his body softened and he fell down next to Yuan Ming.

Looking at Ha Gong who passed out, Yuan Ming felt helpless.

"You two, why don't you get out of here?" He raised his head and looked at the two men who were chasing after him, and scolded them.

"Are you looking for death?" The guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks yelled and rushed towards Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming's eyes flashed, he raised one hand and whispered: "Get up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a khaki halo lit up from the ground, and the guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks let out a scream, and the sole of his step was pierced by a sharp stalagmite rising from the ground.

Seeing this, the other one quickly looked at his feet and quickly backed away.

Yuan Ming didn't bother to argue with them, he lifted Ha Gong on his shoulders, turned around and left with him.

After picking up a living person, Yuan Ming naturally could not return to his cave base camp, so he could only turn to a temporary shelter where he usually rested.

There was a decaying and dilapidated tree house, which seemed to be the former residence of a furry beast slave. It had been abandoned for a long time. Yuan Ming simply tidied it up and it was barely usable.

He brought Hagon into the tree house and briefly treated his injuries with the medicine powder he exchanged. Then he went outside to make a bonfire and roast the black-antlered deer leg.