Beast Control: My companion beast is a bird

Wuxie and Ruoqing are both Xuandan-grade alchemists, and their soul power is dozens of times stronger than Yuxuan Teng.

With the joint support of the two, Yu Xuanteng slowly came to his senses and continued to transform the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Spiritual Formation for Lu Chenfeng and the other two.

With Yu Xuanteng's formation protecting the three of them at all times, Lu Chenfeng and the other two felt at ease and boldly exposed to the curse power that was released because the curse seeds were resisting the seal.

Although the power of these curses is very weak, they are very dangerous to the three of them because they contain a trace of curse patterns.

Just the power of this trace of curse pattern is not so easy for the three of them to refine it for their own use. They may be cursed by it at any time and encounter accidents.

Under the gaze of the Blood Demon King, Lu Chenfeng was the first to come into contact with the power of the curse pattern. He condensed his own Dan Fire on the surface of the blood armor.

Use the Dan fire to wrap up the trace of overflowing power.

As the temperature of the gunpowder slowly increases, the black curse power inside is also slowly refined.

However, this process is very dangerous, and the power of the curse often erupts in resistance. Everyone can clearly see a look of pain on Lu Chenfeng's face from time to time.

Lu Wanyue and Lu Chenming were the most worried. If it weren't for the Blood Demon King who was watching the three of them all the time, they would have rushed forward to replace Lu Chenfeng.

At this moment, Lu Chenfeng was refining that trace of curse power through the Tyrant Blood Flame, and every bit of curse pattern contained in it was also absorbed by him.

The image of the curse pattern emerged in his mind, and a vague breath came out, making him feel upset, fearful and uneasy.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a sharp pain came into his mind, which immediately made him sober up a little. He carefully observed the curse pattern that emerged in his mind.

"It is indeed wonderful and unique. The great Dao method evolved from this trace of curse pattern is actually used by practitioners to curse themselves, and it has the effect of increasing strength in a short period of time. I didn't expect that the power of curse can also have the effect of improving combat power like elixirs."

This little discovery surprised Lu Chenfeng. He subconsciously thought that all these curse patterns were used to practice magical powers to curse others.

But at this moment, the understanding of the great Dao that evolved from this trace of curse pattern in his mind was so incredible.

"It seems that all things in the world have something in common. It's not that this curse power can only be used on enemies, it can also be used on oneself. It's just that the side effects should be greater than those of elixirs."

Lu Chenfeng carefully observed the trace of curse pattern until the curse power that was wrapped around him was completely refined.

The curse pattern in his mind disappeared, and he stopped to digest what he had just realized.

Although he is not yet a beastmaster at the Danyuan Shengwen realm, he cannot directly comprehend and imprint the great pattern.

But just watching the self-evolution of the curse pattern can still give him a lot of inspiration.

As he let the power of the Dao patterns that he had comprehended flow through his blood-qi armor in a unique way, his aura slowly began to reveal a disgusting vibe.

However, this situation did not last long and ended. Lu Chenfeng wanted to experience the feeling again.

So he used the Blood Flame of Domination again, wrapping it with more curse power than the previous trace of curse power, and the curse patterns contained in it were also twice as many as before.

This time, when Lu Chenfeng came into contact with the negative effects of these curse patterns, he almost couldn't help but fall into the illusion evolved by the curse patterns.

His heart beat extremely fast, and the blood circulation in his body was blocked. All of this was caused by the curse pattern affecting him.

"Hiss~Huh." He pinched his thigh hard, and the intense pain allowed him to break free from the uncomfortable situation.

He concentrated all his energy in his mind, carefully observing the curse pattern that was twice as large as before.

As he gained a deeper understanding of the curse patterns, he continued to draw strange patterns on the blood armor again and again.

These lines are a bit like ants crawling around, appearing all over Lu Chenfeng's body.

As more and more curse patterns appeared, everyone felt that Lu Chenfeng's aura made them very uncomfortable.

Wuxie, Ruoqing, Lu Wanyue and Lu Chenming had to retreat a hundred meters.

"What is this? Why does it make me feel so disgusted?" Lu Wanyue frowned and looked at the tiny lines that appeared on Lu Chenfeng's blood-red armor.

"It should be that Junior Brother Chenfeng was refining the curse power and realized something from it. This might be the curse power that he refined."

Wuxie narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Chenfeng who was sitting in meditation.

Lu Wanyue and Lu Chenming were both a little nervous, hoping that nothing unexpected would happen.

The two of them looked at each other expectantly, watching from afar for any changes in Lu Chenfeng.

At this moment, Lu Chenfeng, who had his eyes closed, suddenly raised his hand, and his palm was covered with black lines.

Those were curse patterns, densely packed in the center of his palms, making it look as if his palms had been cracked, extremely terrifying.

"drink."

Lu Chenfeng suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of hostility flashed in his eyes, but then he became clear again.

His gaze fell on the palm of his hand. He refined the curse pattern and deduced the insights he gained from it many times.

For the first time, he tried to imprint and evolve it on the blood armor on his palm.

He could clearly see the lines on his palm moving slightly like worms.

He clenched his fist, and at that moment, he felt a powerful bang from his fist, and his fist was growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Curse seal."

Lu Chenfeng growled and slammed his fist down on the ground beneath him.

Spider-web-like cracks spread out, and the crack in the center was clearly black. When Lu Chenfeng's fist moved away, a small pit appeared on the ground, and wisps of black smoke filled the air, along with a foul smell.

Lu Chenfeng frowned slightly. The stench was so uncomfortable that it made him want to vomit.

Looking at the changes in his fist again, a hint of hostility flashed in Lu Chenfeng's eyes again.

This time he was clearly aware of his changes. He had refined too much curse power and his mental state had been affected by the curse power.

He took a few deep breaths, and the lines on his fist slowly faded away. Then he activated the Blood Flame again.

This time, he was not going to refine the power of the curse, but to fill the Dominant Blood Flame throughout his body, tempering his body bit by bit, forcing out and refining the invisible black air.