Chapter 181 Transformation

Of course, for the masters of the Five Animals Realm, this difficulty is nothing.

Everyone showed their abilities and climbed up.

Some people were very fast, as if walking on flat ground, as agile as monkeys, and it was obvious that they were from the Spirit Ape or Shadow Leopard system.

Others were really not fast, their hands and feet were a little clumsy, obviously from the Black Turtle and Giant Bear system.

Xigou was dumbfounded, looking up and asked: "Fang Zhixing, what should I do? Otherwise, you carry me up."

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "You don't have to go up, just wait below."

"Uh, okay."

Xigou didn't care.

In fact, in terms of Fang Zhixing's combat power, Xigou's role is more of a reconnaissance.

It can help a little, but it can't be counted on for a big help.

At this moment, Fang Zhixing was the only one left on the ground. He no longer hesitated and climbed up slowly.

This cliff is not low, more than 800 meters high.

Everyone took some effort to climb up.

Fang Zhixing stood on the edge of the cliff, looked around, and soon found himself in the back of a large fortress.

That fortress was Feiying Fort, built on the mountain, and more than half of the entire building was embedded in the mountain.

The thick black walls were as solid as a rock.

The walls were covered with many dark green thorns and white roses, and the momentum was mysterious and magnificent.

Xin Zhanhong half-crouched on the ground and hid behind the mountain.

Seeing this, everyone followed suit.

Time passed quickly.

Not long after, the sun was setting and the sky was dark.

Not long after that, there was a whistle sound, and the rhythm was long, short, and long.

Xin Zhanhong stood up immediately.

Then, a figure walked out from the corner.

Everyone's eyes fixed and saw a middle-aged man.

The man was not young, with slightly gray hair on his temples, wearing gray clothes, and seemed to be a servant.

The middle-aged man in gray came over nervously and cautiously.

Xin Zhanhong took out a purse from his arms and threw it over without saying a word.

The middle-aged man in gray hurriedly picked up the purse, opened it and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly burst into greed.

He swallowed his saliva, carefully stuffed the purse into his arms, waved his hand, and whispered: "Follow me."

Xin Zhanhong followed the middle-aged man in gray in silence.

Fang Zhixing and others followed closely.

The group gradually approached Feiying Fort along the winding path.

Not long after, a foul smell came from the front, the smell was particularly strong and nauseating.

Fang Zhixing looked up and soon found the source of the stench, which was a sewer pipe.

The middle-aged man in gray took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth, and then got in.

Xin Zhanhong remained calm, covered his mouth with his hands, stepped on the filth on the ground, and walked into the sewer.

Seeing this, what else could the crowd say? They all gritted their teeth and followed him.

Fortunately, the sewer was not particularly long, and there was a staircase at the end.

Fresh air poured in from above.

Everyone rushed out at almost the fastest speed.

What came into view was a long alley, separated by a high wall.

There were several flatbed trucks next to it, with dung buckets, chamber pots and other things on them.

Not far away, there was a natural stream of water rushing down, washing away the filth on the ground.

It is not difficult to see that this is where Feiying Fort handles excrement.

The servants transported the excrement here and dumped it into the sewer.

The middle-aged man in gray whispered, "Go all the way to the end of this alley, and after passing through an iron gate, you will enter the castle."

Xin Zhanhong asked, "Is the iron gate locked?"

The middle-aged man in gray patted the key chain on his waist and said, "The key is in my hand, the iron gate is open."

Xin Zhanhong understood, waved his hand, and then ran forward, his footsteps silent.

Fang Zhixing and others quickened their speed to catch up.

Soon, they saw the iron gate.

At this moment, it was dark outside, and oil lamps were lit in various parts of the castle.

Through the iron gate, you can clearly see that the castle is divided into three layers, upper, middle and lower, and the internal structure is a courtyard model.

Fang Zhixing and his friends are on the lowest level.

The group quickly passed through the iron gate, bypassed a screen wall, and a square corridor appeared in front of them, with a hall in the center.

"Hey~"

At this moment, dozens of teenagers were sweating in the center of the hall. They were arranged in a square formation, with uniform movements and vigorous vigor.

Xin Zhanhong no longer hid, and walked out with a swagger, showing up directly.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing and others also rushed into the hall in a mighty manner.

A group of young people stopped immediately and looked at the black-clothed masked men in surprise.

They were too young, not experienced in the world, and had never seen the real rivers and lakes, so how could they have seen such a posture.

"Kill!"

Xin Zhanhong ordered indifferently.

In an instant, a man in black rushed up like a tiger descending from the mountain, and his iron fist with terrifying power hit a teenager's forehead.

Bang!

The teenager's head flew out, and his death was extremely miserable.

When his body fell to the ground, his companions around him were also killed one after another.

For a while, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and it was horrible to look at.

"Help!"

"Master, Elder!"

The screams of fear and the shrill shouts quickly spread throughout the fortress.

The upper and middle floors immediately sounded chaotic footsteps, and people were crowded.

But in less than 30 seconds, all the teenagers in the hall fell in a pool of blood, and no one was spared.

Xin Zhanhong stood still and ordered again: "Go upstairs."

Everyone stamped their feet or tapped their toes, and jumped up one after another.

Most of them jumped to the middle floor, and a few jumped to the upper floor.

"Stop!"

Almost at the same time, a burly figure jumped down from the upper floor and landed in front of Xin Zhanhong, shouting: "Hunchback Ghost Knife, you are so brave!"

Xin Zhanhong replied indifferently: "Yang Shixun, you and I are each for our own master. Since you dare to kill the people of the Luo family, you must be prepared for bloody revenge."

Hearing this, Yang Shixun's expression suddenly changed.

Yesterday, he sent a lot of people to assassinate the running dogs of the Luo family like a net.

This assassination mission was ordered by the Lord of the Neitai himself.

The mission was very successful and the results were fruitful.

But there is a team that has not returned until now, and he is worried about whether something has happened.

Unexpectedly...

Yang Shixun snorted and grinned: "I didn't expect that the disaster of my Feiyingmen would be today."

Xin Zhanhong replied: "If I were you, I would kill myself and keep your dignity."

Yang Shixun laughed: "What a joke, do you think you can kill me?"

Xin Zhanhong sneered: "If you have no injuries, it will be difficult for me to kill you."

As soon as these words came out!

Yang Shixun took a breath of cold air, and the expression on his face could not be concealed.

The next moment!

Xin Zhanhong swung his saber and rushed out with murderous intent. The pool of blood on the ground shook and flew up, forming a blood-colored curtain.

"Fighting!"

On the upper floor, Fang Zhixing stood beside a pillar, looking down at the hall with his eyes fixed.

This is a rare opportunity to watch the fight between two Nine Ox Realm masters up close.

Just this one look!

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows twisted into a knot.

See!

Yang Shixun leaped into the air, his two arms spread out wantonly, the muscles on his arms squirmed wildly, and continued to extend to both sides.

After a blink of an eye, his two arms turned into a pair of flesh wings!

That's not all!

His two feet also underwent a drastic deformation, and turned into two eagle claws!

The eagle claws were very large, as if they were cast from divine steel, and they were indestructible.

Yang Shixun flapped his wings and flew, hovering in the air at a very fast speed.

Then, he waved his claws and just swept lightly.

Swish!

Several thick and deep grooves appeared on the ground, and the destructive power was quite amazing.

"This Yang Shixun can actually transform, is he a demon?" Fang Zhixing was shocked.

But the next moment, Xin Zhanhong's body also underwent an amazing change.

His lower body expanded and extended at a speed visible to the naked eye, and grew four hooves, the body of a horse.

The upper body remains almost unchanged!

"Centaur?!"

Fang Zhixing's pupils shrank, he was stunned and felt incredible.

But he soon realized that Yang Shixun and Xin Zhanhong were not demons.

It was no coincidence that the two people changed their body shapes at the same time.

"After the demons show their true form, they can't change back to human form."

"In addition, when the demons show their true form, they will release a lot of gray mist."

Fang Zhixing was quick-witted and quickly realized it.

In the case of Yang Shixun and Xin Zhanhong, they did not show their true form, but transformed!

They can transform freely and can turn back to human form at any time.

Transformation should be a unique skill of the Nine Ox Realm warriors!

"The warriors continue to become stronger and evolve, but they become more and more like demons."

Fang Zhixing's mind was churning and his imagination was full of thoughts.

"Hey!"

Just as Fang Zhixing was watching the battle with interest, a figure suddenly rushed over, accompanied by an angry roar.

Fang Zhixing looked coldly. The other party was a sturdy young man with a strong body and an angry expression on his face.

"Eagle claws across the sky!"

The sturdy young man was full of murderous intent. He suddenly stomped his feet and jumped high. He first clasped his hands together, and then suddenly turned them into sharp claws. He was like an eagle swooping down to the ground, swinging his claws from top to bottom to kill.

Fang Zhixing looked contemptuous, and his figure swayed. He suddenly appeared in front of the sturdy young man and punched him.

"Huh??"

The sturdy young man's eyes blurred, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He watched a fist shadow suddenly enlarge in his field of vision.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the sturdy young man's chest sank deeply, and his body flew back directly, and then his back hit the wall.

Boom~

The huge fist force came out with great impact.

The sturdy young man's butt was embedded in the wall, and a spider-web-like crack was smashed on the wall.

"Wow~"

He spit out a mouthful of blood, his whole body trembled violently, and tumor-like bulges appeared one after another, expanding like blowing air, and then bursting open.

Bang~

The sturdy young man exploded, turning into a sticky blood mist, spreading and settling, and his body was left without a complete body.

After Fang Zhixing killed this man in seconds, three more people ran out from the corner without stopping.

Two young men and an old man with gray hair and beard.

"Elder, there is one here!"

One of the young men turned his head and looked at Fang Zhixing, his eyes spitting fire and glaring at him.

The gray-haired old man looked extremely gloomy and asked, "Who are you, and why did you attack my Flying Eagle Gate?"

Fang Zhixing asked instead, "Do you know Feng Jianping?"

"Well, Elder Feng?"

The gray-haired old man was startled for a moment, then thought of something and shouted in a deep voice: "It turns out you are the lackeys of the Luo family and you should be killed!"

After that, he rushed straight over, waving his long sleeves like an eagle flapping its wings.

Whoosh whoosh!

Immediately, several points of cold light burst out.

Fang Zhixing ignored it and moved forward without hesitation, golden scales appeared on his skin.

Dangdangdang~

Dozens of scorpion tail needles hit Fang Zhixing, and then bounced away without any harm to him.

Not a single scorpion tail needle penetrated into the skin!

See this scene!

The gray-haired old man's pupils shrank, and he took a breath, quickly flexing his muscles, and his body grew invisibly.

"Go to hell!"

He stamped his feet suddenly, rushed over, gathered all his strength, twisted his right hand violently, turned into a sharp claw, and struck directly at Fang Zhixing's eyes.

Fang Zhixing had quick eyes and quick hands. He raised his fists and used his fists against his claws.

Bang bang bang...

The two were entangled, facing each other, their eyes meeting, and they had a head-on confrontation for more than thirty days.

The gray-haired old man suddenly retreated violently, his arms shaking non-stop, his face turning blue and white, and his expression quickly became extremely ugly.

"Come on, don't you want to kill me?"

Fang Zhixing laughed loudly, strode forward, and pounced on him unceremoniously.

The gray-bearded old man's expression was distorted, veins popped up on his forehead, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Elder!"

When the two young men saw this, their blood surged up, and they hurriedly rushed forward, attacking Fang Zhixing together.

"don't want!"

The gray-haired old man was frightened and shouted urgently: "Get back quickly, you are no match for him."

But the words haven’t finished yet!

The two young men suddenly bowed like shrimps and fell to the ground. Their whole bodies swelled violently, and then exploded, turning into two thick masses of blood mist.

"Ah~"

The gray-haired old man, with his eyes cracked, was furious and rushed towards him like a madman.

"What a big mess..."

Fang Zhixing curled his lips and looked away, raised his right hand, caught the incoming sharp claw, and swatted it with his left hand.

Snapped!

The gray-bearded old man's chest shook, he raised his head and spurted out a blood arrow, and then his whole body exploded.

"You want to kill me, but you're not worthy!"

Fang Zhixing shook his hand, then returned to his original position and looked down.

At this moment, the hall was filled with dust, thick smoke billowing, and loud sounds of battle could be heard one after another.

In the thick smoke, there were two blurry figures moving quickly, charging back and forth.

The scene was so messy that Fang Zhixing couldn't see clearly at all.

After looking around, he quietly opened the Crimson Eyes.

As a result, he only saw a sea of ​​blood-red, and his vision became even blurrier.

Fang Zhixing had no choice but to close the Crimson Blood Eye.

"The deputy sect master is here with me, please come and help."

Suddenly, there was a cry from somewhere.

Several masked men in black ran over following the sound.

When Fang Zhixing saw this, he followed them and saw them entering an open room one after another.

As soon as he reached the door, a big bed flew over and smashed on the threshold, breaking into two pieces.

There was chaos in the house. Six or seven men in black were besieging a tall man in white.

The man looked to be about forty years old, in his prime, with great martial virtue, and used a huge iron fan as a weapon.

The black iron fan is more than one and a half meters long. When opened, it looks like an eagle's wings, with a sharp blade at the end, which is extremely sharp.

Poof~

The iron fan swept across the ground and scratched the heel of a man in black.

In an instant, the man in black's legs were cut in the middle.