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Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God

In the new era of Blue Star Martial Arts, Demons invaded, and humankind was embroiled in a bitter struggles. Chu Feng transmigrated and arrived on the scene. Armed with the ways of being an overachiever, all he wanted was to once again show the spirit of a die-hard corporate slave and carve out his own piece of the world! No sooner had he been reborn than he was smeared with demons all over his face, but no worries, his golden finger had arrived! He could draw upon the Life Force of slain Demons to transform into Attribute Points, becoming stronger with limitless additions! "What to do when there are no more Attribute Points available?" "Hey, look over there, a lone Demon…" "Sneak up from behind, grab its head, just twist like this! Hey, Attribute Points secured!" … "In this world, having great strength means having everything!" "In my life, with such heaven-defying Martial Arts Talent, do you think I can become a Martial God?" "The path to the Martial God has ended; it's become nothing but old legends? Ha, the path I walk will be the new path of the Martial God!" … This book is also known as "Demons, I Need You to Help Me Cultivate!" "So Easy to Learn, I Think This Move is Really Simple" "Run Fast, the people at the front are haunted" "This Man is More Demonic Than the Demons Themselves!"

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259 Chs

Chapter 211: Endless (Part 2): Physical Transformation, Completely at a Loss (Still three updates! 1/3)

This was Chu Feng's first time using Physical Transformation.

He stretched out his sharp claws, stroked the unsightly green fur on his body, and felt a sense of novelty.

He had actually turned into a living Green Wolf Demon!

'The panel is really amazing—it just straight-up changed my species!'

He ran a few steps and swung his claws a few times, discovering that his body had completely adapted to this posture, as if he was inherently a Green Wolf Demon, without any awkwardness.

Blinking his wolf eyes, he jumped forcefully and landed directly on Black Horn's spacious back.

The broad back was as spacious to him as a small room, and Black Horn tensed up all over when it felt something jump onto its back.

Chu Feng lay down on Black Horn's back, resting his head on his front paws and cocking his hind legs into a figure-four leg lock, casually ordering in the Demon Clan language:

"Black Horn, let's go! Keep it steady; I want to take a nap!"