different devil life

Although the kung fu cannot be cultivated, Wang Zhong can feel that the demon core has been tempered by absorbing the aura in the air.

Stretching his posture, Wang Zhong started to fight against the open space in front of him. This is his compulsory course every night.

After only practicing kung fu for a short while, Wang Zhong felt that something was wrong. His fists and kicks today seemed to be much stronger, and the monster energy in his body no longer entered the demon core, but rushed toward the limbs and bones .

After the limbs and bones surged for a while, the evil spirit rushed into his tail frantically.

"It's hot!"

Wang Zhong couldn't help but flicked his own tail, a little startled, not understanding why.

"The power of the nine tails..."

Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from ancient times came from my ear.

"inherited……"

Wang Zhong froze in place.

"Is anyone there, is anyone there?" Just at this moment, a beautiful female voice came.

Chapter 440? Tyrant Dragon Body

"Is there anyone, is there anyone?"

The sound was getting closer, Wang Zhong frowned when he heard it, he finally came to this feeling of inheritance, he didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to kill at the critical moment.

After thinking about it, Wang Zhong put away the fox's tail, temporarily suppressing the feeling in his body.

"What's the matter?" Wang Zhong asked at the door while packing up the fish soup.

"Are you cooking here?" It was Yang Xiaoqing who came.

Without turning his head, Wang Zhong said, "Well, the food in the cafeteria is not very tasty."

Yang Xiaoqing came over, sniffed the smell and said, "It's really fragrant. It seems that you have a good handicraft."

"How did you find me here? What are you doing at the residence of my miscellaneous disciple?" Wang Zhong filled himself with a big bowl of fish soup and asked. In fact, he didn't really like dealing with other people here, but they all came to him. , I have to ask clearly.

"I only found out that you live here after I asked the elder of foreign affairs. Why, are you unhappy when I come here?" Yang Xiaoqing looked at Wang Zhong strangely, feeling that Wang Zhong was weird.

Wang Zhong shook his head slightly, but did not respond.

"Well, I really convinced you, I didn't say a word for a long time, no wonder you don't even have a friend here." Yang Xiaoqing said helplessly, and continued: "I came here to ask you something. At the market, why did you say that Senior Brother Zhou had something to hide, which meant that Senior Brother Zhou knew the two troublemakers?"

Wang Zhong squinted at Yang Xiaoqing, and said flatly, "I don't know."

"You... why are you like this? I'll ask you some questions. We're all from the same school, so there's nothing wrong with it."

"Senior Brother Zhou won't harm you anyway, you have to ask so clearly what to do." Wang Zhong couldn't figure it out, he came here in the middle of the night just to ask this, this woman must be too serious.

"I'm just curious. If Senior Brother Zhou really knows those two people, it means Senior Brother Zhou will be a bad person."

Wang Zhong shook his head helplessly, and said: "Someone is just saving the beauty for a hero."

"The hero saves the beauty..." At this moment, no matter how stupid Yang Xiaoqing was, she understood the twists and turns.

For a long time, it turned out to be the case.

"I understand." Yang Xiaoqing nodded.

"Well, I hope you don't talk nonsense, I don't want to cause any trouble." Wang Zhong said.

"You bastard, why are you so timid?" Yang Xiaoqing looked down on Wang Zhong to be honest, but he was relieved when he thought that Wang Zhong was just an ordinary disciple with chores.

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense with Zhou Yunqiu." Yang Xiaoqing was about to leave, but was attracted by the fresh fish soup in Wang Zhong's bowl.

"Gululu..."

Yang Xiaoqing's stomach growled suddenly, and she was not too embarrassed, and asked, "You look delicious."

Wang Zhong couldn't see that Yang Xiaoqing wanted to eat it.

It's a pity that he didn't want to get involved with this woman, so he pretended not to see it and drank it by himself.

Yang Xiaoqing pouted, got up and said, "I'm leaving."

"Walk slowly."

Wang Zhong didn't look back.

"It's too boring, no wonder I can only be a miscellaneous disciple, I deserve it!"

Yang Xiaoqing muttered, after she left, she didn't find a disciple walking out from the forest.

If Yang Xiaoqing saw it, he would be surprised to find that this disciple usually followed Zhou Yunqiu.

…………

"What, did you really see Yang Xiaoqing go to that miscellaneous disciple?"

Hearing what his friend said, Zhou Yunqiu's complexion changed drastically.

"Yeah, what is the name of the miscellaneous disciple... His name is Atu, and he doesn't even have a last name. I heard that he is an orphan, and his strength is weak."

The disciple who spoke was Zhang Dekai. He happened to be strolling around that night, and accidentally saw Yang Xiaoqing walking in a hurry.

As Zhou Yunqiu's brother, he naturally knew that Zhou Yunqiu liked Yang Xiaoqing, and it was fine anyway, so he followed.

Sure enough, he found out the big news, Yang Xiaoqing secretly met with a miscellaneous disciple late at night!

"What the hell! It's that Ah Tu!"

Zhou Yunqiu immediately thought of what happened at the market today.

After he went back, he inquired about it, only to find out that the disciple who sweeps the floor was called Ah Tu.

"I want to make him look good!" Zhou Yunqiu shouted angrily.

………………

"Ah!"

Wang Zhong sneezed and muttered, "Who is calling me?"

With a mutter, Wang Zhong shook his head, entering the previous feeling for the first time.

That feeling was still there, and the evil energy in the body circulated through the meridians again, gradually became clear, and the tingling sensation on the tail hit again.

"The power of the Nine Tails is inherited from the Fox Clan. The more the mantissa, the stronger the strength..."

A warm and numb feeling, madness surged in my mind.

Wang Zhong was a little stunned.

Sure enough, this memory is the inheritance of the fox clan.

The memory is very large, and it tells the inheritance left by the most ancient ancestor of the fox family, the nine-tailed demon fox.

First condense the demon core, then condense the second tail, the third tail, the fourth tail... until the ninth tail.

Once the nine tails come out, who will fight and who will dare to provoke?

Just looking at this memory inheritance, Wang Zhong felt a surge of pride.

The memory is gone, but the inheritance is deeply engraved in the memory.

Opening his eyes, Wang Zhong understood everything.

If you want to become stronger, you must practice the power of Nine Tails.

According to the inheritance data, the fox family also distinguishes talents.

The stronger the talent, the faster the cultivation speed of the tail, on the contrary, the slower the cultivation of the mantissa, and even many low-level fox demons have only one tail in their lifetime.

From ancient times to the present, although there have been nine-tailed big demon foxes, there are too few nine-tailed foxes with such talents. Most of them can give birth to the power of five tails, thank God.

"I don't know how many tails I am?"

Wang Zhong flicked his furry tail and muttered.

This night, he practiced almost in a dream.

As the dream continued, Wang Zhong found that he no longer dreamed about the demon fox, but a piece of gold appeared instead.

The originally dark night sky seemed to be filled with gold.

There were bursts of beast roars in his ears. As the beast roars continued, a rush of hot blood surged in his chest, and the rush of blood became more and more intense. Wang Zhong really wanted to wake up, but he still felt unable to open his eyes. .

The next day, Wang Zhong finally woke up from his practice.

"call……"

Exhaling a foul breath, Wang Zhong was stunned.

My body actually exuded a stench, and the surface of my originally fair skin was also pitch black.

"My skin..."

Taking a closer look, Wang Zhong felt relieved.

It's not that there is a problem with the skin in my body, but some black impurities are oozing from the inside of the skin.

After recovering the fox body, Wang Zhong trotted to the edge of the stream and jumped down.

The stream washed away all the stench on his body, and after coming out, each hair returned to its previous softness and brightness.

Shaking the drops of water off his body, Wang Zhong returned to the house, changed into a human form, got dressed, and prepared breakfast.

While eating, Wang Zhong recalled the dream from last night.

That dream was somewhat different from that of Nine-Tailed Fox.

What he heard was another beast roar, as if talking to himself.

With a thought, the passage from last night seemed to reappear, this time it was clearer.

"The power of blood, the body of steel..."

The words were very long, like some kind of inheritance. After the voice disappeared, these words seemed to be imprinted in my mind.

"This inheritance may not be simple."

Wang Zhong was concentrating. He used to think that he was not an ordinary monster, because he could learn no matter what he cultivated, even cultivating human skills. This is different from ordinary monsters.

And now, in addition to the Nine-Tailed Fox inheritance, there is actually another inheritance.

This inheritance seems to be related to the body, and finally, above these fonts, two large golden characters gradually emerged: Tyrannosaurus Body.

The simple three words give people a kind of blood pressure.

Wang Zhong understood a little bit, this tyrannical dragon body is not a skill, but a kind of physique.

"How could there be another Tyrannosaurus body?"

Wang Zhong didn't know how this physique came about, but he felt that following the cultivation method of this inheritance, his body would no longer be so weak. He could even feel that the strength of the tyrannical dragon body was absolutely stronger than that of the nine-tailed fox. Excessive.

"What the hell am I!"

Wang Zhong couldn't help complaining.

Before coming to this world, he sympathized with the original owner, Ah Tu. As a little demon fox, he lived on his last breath, and finally died of old age alone.

At that time, he thought that the original owner, Atu, must have poor talent.

But looking at it now, it's not bad at all.

Now that I think about it, the reason why the original owner, Atu, is so bad is probably because he was in Shitou Village, spent a long time with dogs, and lived a life like a pet. I'm afraid he himself thinks he is a dog .

Even though you may have practiced desperately, but lack of systematic learning, no matter how good your talent is, it will not work.

After eating, Wang Zhong practiced for a while at the door of the hut. He felt that after the Tyrannosaurus font appeared last night, his body was faintly different from before.

That is, it has become hard, and the muscles and bones of my whole body seem to have been greatly sublimated.

Aware of this, he walked to a tree, and with a thought, he slapped the tree and slapped it.

"Boom..."

The thigh-thin tree was abruptly snapped off.

"This…………"

The extremely horrifying scene in front of him made Wang Zhong a little stunned, and now his punch was... so simple.