fifth form

Chapter 102
Zhang Xuezhou's body is indeed changing.

The sleeve robe he was wearing couldn't hide the feathers on his arms, nor could he hide from the attention of Hong Ku and Wu Chao.

Wu Chao clicked his tongue in amazement, while Hong Ku glanced at Zhang Xuezhou.

"King Tolkien really raised you as his son!"

If you are nice to a cat, the cat will also give you its favorite things, such as dead mice, dead sparrows, smelly shoes and so on.

If a golden toad demon is kind to others, the golden toad demon will obviously share the food he likes.

For example, demon birds.

Hong Ku just glanced at it, and it was clear that Zhang Xuezhou ate a lot of monster meat with the Golden Toad Dharma King.

Regardless of whether human beings can accept the food that Jin Chan likes, Dharma King Jin Chan has done this well.

If the Golden Chan Dharma King was too kind, Hong Ku felt that a little monk like Zhang Xuezhou would be demonized and eventually become a demented demon.

After all, there is a difference between humans and demons.

The monster has a thick body and possesses the transformation technique that monsters are born with. The body can be big or small, and it can be stretched and stretched extremely freely.

But it is difficult for a human to have this kind of expansion and contraction.

This leads to the fact that the body of a demon can accommodate more complex demonic powers, while it is difficult for humans to tolerate the entanglement of multiple demonic forces.

It can be considered that the Golden Toad Dharma King insisted on the principle of liking food, and did not feed Zhang Xuezhou with many different kinds of monster meat. This caused Zhang Xuezhou to contain all kinds of monster powers of birds, but these monster powers were mixed and not chaotic, and would eventually be twisted into one root rope.

Right now, the monster power in Zhang Xuezhou's body is undergoing obvious changes.

This kind of situation is not uncommon in the Holy Land of Yiying River.

As one of the three holy places in Beiju Luzhou, besides the pure human cultivation techniques, the Yexihe Holy Land is also mixed with various techniques borrowed from demon power.

Curse masters rarely have strong bodies, and it is normal to take shortcuts and borrow demon power to assist the body.

For example, borrowing the running power of the horse demon to escape, or borrowing the power of the bull demon to strengthen the body and strength, not to mention that this kind of monster power kills opponents of the same level, at least they will not be hacked to death by the soldiers...

For reasons like these, there are many cases where the monks in the Holy Land of the Yiying River borrowed demon power.

Hiroku touched the red lump on his right arm.

In his body, it is obvious that there is also demon power.

Although he hadn't used the demon power for a long time, once he used it, he would definitely help him, and even decide life and death.

It is very common for monks in the Holy Land of the Yexi River to borrow demon power, but few people are as early as Zhang Xuezhou.

Although demonic power is extremely important, it is an optional item for them. The monks' main focus is on fundamental spells.

For example, Wu Chao has not integrated the demon power until now, but has put all his thoughts on the snake head curse and realm cultivation base.

"It's difficult!"

Hong meditated silently in his heart.

When the focus is different, Zhang Xuezhou's practice is obviously different from his previous students.

He couldn't get rid of the monster power in Zhang Xuezhou's body, so he could only let Zhang Xuezhou develop the ability derived from the monster power first.

It would be fine if Zhang Xuezhou was slow to learn and recognize characters, but at the moment, it is difficult for Hong to be picky.

In terms of learning, Zhang Xuezhou is not inferior to Wuchao.

This allows the other party to also obtain corresponding rewards.

Hong pondered for a few seconds, and then slowly walked out of the locked door.

"Junior Brother Wujin, your arms are growing feathers, are you going to fly?"

In the black stone building, Wuchao took a few sneaky glances to confirm that Hongku had gone far away, so he winked at Zhang Xuezhou.

"I can't flop." Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his arms and said regretfully, "It may be that we humans and birds have some differences in bone structure. I can only wave my hands two feet above the ground, and I can only use them for gliding!"

Zhang Xuezhou stared at the feathers on his arms, he could feel the monster power colliding back and forth in the feathers.

After such a long time, the monster power contained in his body was finally about to be twisted into a rope.

In Zhang Xuezhou's body, all kinds of mixed feelings of demonic power continued to subside.

At this moment, there are only two demonic forces entangled and intertwined in his body.

One is the mallard demon power that Zhang Xuezhou first gnawed at, and the other is the remnants of the tiger-power demon king's best friend, the swan monster.

The mallard's monster power was first distributed in the acupoints in Zhang Xuezhou's body, occupying the first-hand advantage.

The swan monster's monster power is extremely pure, and it probably belongs to the closest one among all the monsters.

This also caused the two demonic forces to continuously devour other demonic forces, and continued to grow themselves, until the two demonic forces could no longer be absorbed by the demonic forces, and the two demonic forces were entangled together, trying to devour each other in vain.

The power in his body entangled and changed, Zhang Xuezhou didn't feel any pain in his body, only the feathers on his arms changed color from time to time.

He stretched out his arms and flapped them several times, allowing himself to be two feet off the ground.

Compared with the actual state, he can undoubtedly be said to have the power to protect himself from falling from a high place.

Zhang Xuezhou believed that with this ability to flutter his wings, he would not die even if he fell from a height of hundreds of meters.

The durability of the ability to survive a fall from a high place is not great, but when it is really needed, this is the ability to save life, and nothing can be overstated.

Zhang Xuezhou used to pluck the feathers on his arms, but now he has given up that behavior.

In the holy land of Luzhou in Beiju, there are monsters, people, and monks who borrowed the power of monsters with him. He does not seem special here. Compared with his appearance, Zhang Xuezhou feels that it is better to have an ability to protect himself .

And he really couldn't get rid of the power in his body.

This is the same as letting people lose the strength in their body, no one can do it, Zhang Xuezhou can only let nature take its course.

He looked at the feathers, and saw that the black and white colors on the feathers were constantly intertwined, making them extremely intertwined.

The piercing screeching of mallard ducks and the crisp chirping of swans kept lingering in his mind.

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the intertwined colors of the feathers, and constantly felt the spiritual difference caused by the two kinds of demon power.

Like a dragon and a tiger fighting, the mallard and the swan are pecking at each other.

"It seems that the victory is almost over!"

The Golden Toad Dharma King has previously introduced that the golden toad may develop the ability to fly by swallowing the demon power of the swan, and Zhang Xuezhou is also more inclined to the demon power of the swan.

But in his perception, Zhang Xuezhou found that Huli Yaowang's old friend seemed a bit unable to handle the mallard.

After all, the mallard took the lead for too long. It was sent into Zhang Xuezhou's belly on the first day, while the swan was fed on the penultimate day.

Zhang Xuezhou saw that the feathers on his arms were gradually blackening, and the green screams in his mind were filled with all kinds of pride.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Xuezhou cursed in a low voice, thinking that he would be entangled by the screaming bird Lu Yaya for a long time.

He stretched out his arms, and the black feathers mixed with some white immediately stood up.

Zhang Xuezhou slapped it hard, and his body was already seven feet above the ground.

After the demonic power is transformed into essence, the benefits will follow.

But compared to flying in his dream, he is still destined for gliding.

And he will have a very noisy problem.

Zhang Xuezhou flapped his wings, and he glided sullenly across the distance of human height.

As he approached a stone house, Zhang Xuezhou's scalp felt slightly numb, and then the sharp and piercing warning sound of the mallard duck came from his ears.

(End of this chapter)