C10 The Secret of Heaven

This was, after all, the first time Luo Gongqing left the sect for his trial, so how could he have fought as viciously as the Flying Scorpion Lion. The scene before his eyes made him tremble with fear.

The flying scorpion lion did not miss this opportunity. It was as fast as the wind as it threw Luo Gongqing to the ground. Its huge head was raised high into the air and its bloody mouth was opened, ready to swallow Luo Gongqing's head whole.

The claws of the Manticore pierced into his flesh, and even his bones were shattered. Luo Gongqing was in so much pain that his veins were popping out, but the banner in his hand was still tightly grasped, as if it was his last hope of survival.

At this crucial moment, Luo Gongqing finally called out in his mind and released the third form of the BainLuo Transformation, the Flesh Transformation.

Luo Gongqing, who was covered in blood, seemed to have turned into a different person instantly. His face was hideous and his smile was horrifying. The flesh on his wound swelled up crazily, turning into dozens of tiny people.

Like a well-trained soldier, the little fleshy figure worked together and easily climbed onto the body of the Manticore with a single leap. It used all sorts of unimaginable methods to madly attack the Manticore in all directions.

Some of the people were beating the Manticores, some were biting and some were kicking them. There were even a few of the fiercest ones who had turned into bloody swords and stabbed into the body of the Manticores, leaving behind horrifying wounds.

"What kind of spell is this? This is the first time I've seen such a flesh transformation!" The Sky Scorpion Lion originally thought that it would win, but at this moment, it was being tortured by the tens of minions until it had no temper and no strength in its four limbs. It was unable to kill Luo Gongqing who was just inches away.

Luo Gongqing escaped from death, not daring to fight back. He turned around and ran. At the same time, the flying scorpion lion had its internal organs invaded by the little person. It wailed in pain and was unable to protect itself.

The inner disciple called Jingluo Sect staggered forward, but after continuously unleashing the three transformations, he was able to completely see through the meager spiritual energy in his body.

What made Jiang Feng and Yang Qiu both surprised and happy was that the inner sect disciple with strong techniques was actually walking in their direction. However, his eyes were wandering as if he did not notice their existence.

This was an opportunity, and also a challenge. The banner in Luo Gongqing's hands was definitely a rare magical artifact.

At this moment, the cowardly Yang Qiu was also fearless. He also knew that Jiang Feng was seriously injured and rude, so he rushed to attack before Jiang Feng could do anything.

The long-hilted saber turned into a white light as it slashed towards Luo Gongqing's right leg. The angle was tricky and it was hard to defend against.

Luo Gongqing, who was already confused and confused, did not realize that the white light under his feet was a fatal sword ray. He continued to move forward. After taking a few steps, he lost his balance and fell down.

"Go to hell!" Yang Qiu ruthlessly hacked at Luo Gongqing.

Yang Qiu seemed to see himself become the commander of the Ding Mountain demons. He was majestic, and the lesser demons under his command were flattering him, trying to curry favor with him.

Blood splattered everywhere and Luo Gongqing's mind gradually became muddled. However, he subconsciously did not want this savage guy in front of him to obtain the banner, so he threw it with all his might.

This time, it coincidentally landed beside Jiang Feng's feet. Jiang Feng did not think too much about it. He picked it up and examined it with his hands, and was especially attracted by the lively Qilin Divine Beast.

He had heard from other Little Demons that there was a prehistoric Demonic Beast in the Ancestral God Peak, and the strongest one could even challenge the Sky Spill Divine Beast. They were the strongest beasts in the world, but why were they separated into demon and god?

Jiang Feng guessed the similarities and differences between the Heaven and Earth Giant Beast in his mind, but this guess was a bit similar to the actual situation. The strength of the Divine Beast was boundless, the strength of the Demonic Beast was limitless, just like how the Taoist and the Ancestral Gods and Demons were good at fighting with their bodies.

"Hand it over, this banner magic tool is mine." Yang Qiu had already hacked Luo Gongqing to death. He appeared in front of Jiang Feng with his whole body covered in blood. His right hand was still tightly holding onto the long-hilted saber, like a wild beast that could pounce at any time.

Jiang Feng didn't look up, he only replied lightly: "Let me take a look."

Jiang Feng, who was currently captivated by the banners of the Jingluo Sect, did not notice that Yang Qiu's eyes had a strange blood-red color. This massacre had also caused the Demonic Strength in his body to completely merge with his body, turning him into a half human, half demon existence.

"I'll return it to you. I don't need it anymore." After saying that, Yang Qiu's body crashed into Jiang Feng's chest.

Wu Tie only felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw the dagger that he gave to Yang Qiu stabbed into his chest cruelly and pierced into his body.

"You …" Jiang Feng looked up at Yang Qiu and was speechless.

"You what? I don't like you in the academy. My teacher always praised you that you were a literary star that descended from heaven, but in the end, you were still reduced to a monster. Don't think that I will treat you as a brother after pretending to be nice to me for just a few days, I hate you from the bottom of my heart, you can't change that." "Only by killing you will I be able to see nothing. I am not frustrated at all, I can also feel the power of demons. Bloody and brutal, I have no burdens if I kill you. Let's head back to the city."

Yang Qiu snatched the banner from Jiang Feng's hands, raised his saber and chopped down at Jiang Feng's head.

At this moment, the demon, Lao Hei, who he had met once before, appeared, sitting between the two of them.

The blade was merciless. Even though Old Black's head was turned to the side, his arm was still chopped off by the sharp blade. Blood gushed out of the wound.

"Old Black!" Jiang Feng let out a mournful cry, but his limbs were weak. He could only watch Yang Qiu continue to commit violence.

"This half-buried demon cannot afford your tears. This is a Sun Moon Crystal, swallow it!" Laohei used his only arm to take out a tiny, rainbow-colored rock and put it into Jiang Feng's mouth.

Jiang Feng felt a warm current instantly travel through his limbs and bones, miraculously healing more than half of his internal and external injuries.

"Where did this rotten old man come from, go die!" Yang Qiu once again cut Laohei into two halves.

Old Black, who only had half of its body left, looked at Jiang Feng gently. However, it did not have any intention of staying in this world.

Jiang Feng leaped up and pressed Yang Qiu under him. The strength that was as heavy as a mountain made Yang Qiu unable to resist or even move.

"The things I send out will not be taken back." Jiang Feng pulled the dagger out of his chest and crazily stabbed the former brother, who was now the enemy.

The banner in his hand also fell to the side of Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng didn't even glance at the magical equipment at the door. Instead, he quickly walked to Laohei's side and propped up half of Laohei's body. His voice was choked with sobs, unable to speak.

"Master, this is the arrangement of fate. When we master and servant meet again, you must remember, in Ancestral God Mountain, you shouldn't talk about brotherly feelings or friendship. Otherwise, it would be too difficult for you to live. If you have the chance to regain your freedom, you can go to the Celestial Wolf Mountain at the southern border of the Sky Spill Continent. That place has memories that you have forgotten, and you might be able to find the answer. "

After finishing his last words in a single breath, the demon elder tilted his head and died.

Jiang Feng's eyes instantly became misty.

Old Black calls me master? How did he know I'd lost part of my memory? Could the five years of blank memories of my childhood hold some amazing secret?

Celestial Wolf Mountain. These three words were incomparably familiar, but it was as if he had never stepped into them.

Who am I, who am I?