If he could reach the first level of Qi Condensation, his dantian would be blasted open, and a considerable portion of the spiritual energy would be gathered in the dantian, and his pressure would be reduced a lot. However, Fang Chang was desperate today and used up all the spiritual energy he had gathered. Now he was one step further from the first level of Qi Condensation and one step further from the crisis.

The spiritual power roaring in his body was like the god of death waving at him, feeling the clock of life being the final countdown bit by bit. At that moment, Fang Chang was awakening.

He panicked.

After experiencing so many things in a short time, emotional, spiritual, unknown, etc., he accepted them all in this short period of time. He wanted to make a change, but he put endless pressure on himself, but he seemed to be fine. Tomorrow is a new day, like a normal person, his behavior is too normal, but this normality is abnormal.

All of this was because of his panic, but his panic was hidden. The pressure could not be released at all, and it could only be accumulated together. In the end, it turned into a suppressed heart, affecting his choice of "panic" at all times.

However, this choice made him careless and made him push himself onto the cliff of death with his own hands.

Another wave of great circumference is coming to an end, and a new wave of great circumference is about to arrive. Fang Chang began to realize that he would never be able to withstand the next wave of great circumference. The recovery speed of the meridians was too slow. The previous wave of great circumference passed, and the initial part of the meridians was still as riddled with holes as the previous situation.

Sure enough, the new round of Zhoutian began, and the initial meridians were stirred into a ball, and blood overflowed from the body, permeating from each meridian and the skin on the meridians. Soon, Fang Chang became a bloody man, and the smell of blood occupied the entire room.

Death is coming, but at this moment, Fang Chang thought of the only way to make him survive, which was to operate the Eight-Chang Mingxu. Even though he knew that this skill was unknown, he could only bite the bullet and run it. This is his only life-saving straw now. As for what will happen in the future, he can only make plans later.

The operation of the Eight-Change Demonic Skills is not interrupted once the exercise begins. It can only end if it is forced to run a large circle. This is the characteristic of this exercise. However, it can repair the body while it is running, and whether it is trauma or meridians, it can be strengthened in the breaking. If there are no side effects, this exercise is simply a magical skill.

The exercises of the Eight Changes and the Netherworld Skills are deeply imprinted in my mind, and they are more skillful than the Renshui Gong when they are running. After the last operation, Zhou Tian will naturally run on it as soon as he started to operate. There are not many parts that overlap with the Renshui Gong, but running the two exercises at the same time is also an extremely contrary to common sense in the cultivation world, but this kind of thing happened. Not only is there no conflict, but the Renshui Gong has increased its speed again under the influence of the Eight Changes and the Netherworld Skills.

However, when the Eight Changes Ming Jue was running, it continued to absorb the spiritual energy of the Renshui Gong during the operation, and directly intercepted most of the spiritual power in the celestial world, which also caused the crisis to be resolved instantly. At the same time, a trace of strange energy will be generated during the completion of the small celestial world. These strange energy will restore the damaged meridians, and the excess strange energy will nourish his body and make his body stronger.

This time, he was in a state of waking. Fang Chang could clearly feel the changes in his body. With the help of the Hunting Pill, the massive amount of spiritual power required for the Eight Changes and Underworld Skills was solved without worrying about the problem of the body being drained. At the same time, the seemingly unresolved crisis that he encountered before was solved under the influence of this technique.

But at the same time, a feeling of uneasiness was also growing, warning him. Uneasiness came from him, because his instinct was being replaced and occupied by a beastly nature. His eyes began to turn red, his sharp nails stretched out, and his hands and feet grew sharp nails, but these nails were not what humans should have, but were curved and thick like beasts.

Fang Chang was fighting against his animal nature. He accidentally grabbed the bed sheet and the bed sheet was torn to pieces.

The teeth were clenched tightly, and the teeth were almost broken, but the more the beastly nature was, the more uncomfortable it would be, like an ant climbing on its own head.

Fang Changzai didn't want to ruin anything in the room anymore. He didn't want his family to know about this change and didn't want them to worry about anything.

But the method of biting the arm to stimulate pain gradually failed. The blood flowed out of the arm through his mouth and into his throat, and he changed from simple biting to sucking.

He didn't expect that the blood made him more unclear, and his animal nature seemed to be induced and became more uncontrollable. When the Zhoutian was running to the end, Fang Changzai had already lost the word "justice".

He hoped to fight and longed to see blood, but the remaining slightest bit of reason made him jump out of the window instead of choosing his family outside the door.

The operation of the Zhoutian ended, and the beastly nature completely invaded his own consciousness. He was like a sleeping person. He couldn't tell whether he was in a dream. Perhaps this was reality, but he was performing an absurd dream. In this dream, he turned into a hungry wolf, standing under the dark night sky, he watched quietly. There were many existences here that could threaten him. He was a lonely wolf looking for prey, and he wanted to survive.

At night, he found a mother and son. A young mother was wandering on the street with her child who was less than three years old. It was almost twelve o'clock now, and the child had a heat dissipation post for cooling. They should have just come out of the hospital, which was a god-given opportunity.

Wolves will not let go because their prey are weak. On the contrary, wolves often prefer to hunt weak prey, which has nothing to do with dignity and morality, but only because of survival needs.

It was already dark, and fewer people were coming and going on the street, but the order of patrols on the street was increasing. The order was the next level of the order of protection. After all, the order was a foundation-building monk. It was impossible to patrol the street all the time, which was too wasteful. Therefore, there was still order below the order, but the requirements for order were not low.

Recently, in addition to the incident of the Starfire Gang, an extremely cruel murder case occurred in the Xinya community in their area. Two people died and one injured. The survivors were still in a state of unstable spirit, muttering monsters and beasts from time to time. Because of the environment at that time, there was no trace left on the scene, and the order protection was unsolvable. Now they can only mobilize other places to come here and strengthen night patrols.

Fang Chang was surprisingly calm, and he patiently observed the orderly patrol path, while following closely behind the mother and son. His sharp claws could make him walk on the vertical wall as if he was walking on the ground.
Chapter completed!