Battle Through the Heavens

Chapter 118: Ziyun Wing

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Leaping over a ravine, Xiao Yan slowly walked towards the place of the waterfall, carefully sweeping his eyes around, and he was relieved after he had never seen any beasts infested.

Coming to the place of the steep mountain wall, Xiao Yan selected a cave four or five meters away from the ground after carefully selecting here for a long time. He carefully climbed the wet, lubricated stone, and Xiao Yan was like a head. Like a monkey, he quickly got into the pre-selected cave.

The inside of the cave is slightly cool, but the area inside is not small, so it is obviously more than enough for Xiao Yan to live alone.

I scanned the ground inside the cave carefully for a few laps. I didn’t find anything left by the beasts. I was a little relieved. After cleaning the cave roughly, I took out some purchased field supplies from the ring. , In the cave, a soft and dry resting bed was built.

After installing some necessary living supplies, Xiao Yan used a huge rock to block the entrance of the cave so that only one person can pass through. He will spend a lot of time here. Safety issues are the most important.

After doing this, Xiao Yan patted the dust on his hands, looked at the dim cave, and groaned slightly, then took out the three moonstones from the cave and placed them on the surrounding stone walls. Suddenly, a soft light illuminates the cave in the groove of the cave.

Looking at the newly renewed cave, Xiao Yan grinned, sat down on the soft bed, let out a long sigh, and then folded his legs, putting his hands in front of him with cultivating handprints, and slowly replied. The vindictive energy consumed in the body and the mental exhaustion caused by driving in the past two days.

As Xiao Yan’s silence fell, his breathing gradually became steady, forming a perfect cycle between exhalation and inhalation. With each alternate breathing cycle, a faint flow of energy would radiate from the space around him. Exit, and finally follow Xiao Yan's breath and enter his body. After being refined through the meridians, it is stored in the cyclone in the lower abdomen.

During the quiet cultivation, Xiao Yan's mind sank into his body, and his strange inward vision allowed him to clearly see the fighting energy flowing in his body.

The mind passes through several main meridians, and finally comes to the lower abdomen. The cyclone, which was the base of the fighting spirit, slowly revolved and appeared in sight.

Seeing this magical cyclone again, Xiao Yan felt a little relieved. After nearly a year of practice, when he was promoted to a fighter, there was only a palm-sized milky white cyclone, but now, it has been transformed into a palm-sized cyclone because of the Dou Qi Gong method. Light yellow, and. The area was also much wider, and Xiao Yan could clearly feel the concentration of fighting energy contained in the cyclone today. It is more than ten times stronger than before.

Looking at the light yellow fighting qi that continuously enters the cyclone from the meridians. Xiao Yan smiled slightly. Mind slowly withdrew from the body. After the vindictive energy in the body is fully recovered. Then he opened his eyes.

He twisted his body lazily. Feeling refreshed and feeling back to Xiao Yan again. Clenched his fists tightly. Xiao Yan could detect it. Because of painstaking practice recently. Now his own strength. Being from the Five Star Fighter. Gradually move towards the six stars. Maybe it will take another month or two. He should be able to enter the six-star ground level.

And then. If you remove the bondage of the epee. Coupled with his own several mysterious rank fighting skills. Perhaps it will be able to compete with the Eight Star Fighters. certainly. The premise here is. The eight-star fighter. The level of mastery in combat skills. It is lower than Xiao Yan. after all. Xiao Yandi exercises. It's just the lowest level of Dihuang Stage. This is his only weakness!

After conditioning the essence to a normal state. Xiao Yan flipped his palm. A black ground scroll appeared in his hands. It is the advanced flight fighting skill of that volume of mysterious rank.

Soar into the sky. It is everyone's dream. And for free flight. Xiao Yan was also very interested. flight. It is the best guarantee for escape. If there were no Xiaoyixiandi Lanyingdi that night. The two of them wanted to escape from the cliff surrounded by many. I'm afraid the difficulty will rise linearly.

Now the land of vindictiveness. Dou Qi Huayi is a land patent only for the strong above Dou Wang. People from other places. Generally speaking, they can only look at the sky and sigh. But Xiao Yan got this rare flying combat skill by accident. But it can get him out of the shackles of this limit.

Holding the scroll with both hands, Xiao Yan licked his lips, untied the string carefully bound on the scroll, and then slowly spread it out.

The pitch-black scrolls were spread out, and two pitch-black eagle wings appeared in the eyes. Because they were drawn on the scrolls, the shape of this pair of eagle wings was not big, but it faintly exudes a hint. Some heat, looking at this strange appearance, is obviously not a simple portrait.

The wings of the eagle are dark, with faint purple moiré patterns. The wings look like black steel, with a special metallic texture. The feathers on the eagle wings exude a faint heat, Xiao Yan blew a breath at the top, and his face couldn't help being surprised. Under that breeze, the feathers on the eagle's wing were fluttered like real wings, extremely mysterious.

Sweeping his gaze on the eagle's wings, Xiao Yan suddenly stopped on a line of small words in his eyes, blinked, and then read it out softly.

"The Black Flame Purple Cloud Sculpture, a Tier 5 flying beast, is said to have the sparse blood of the ancient phoenix, flying speed, among the best flying beasts, nature is cunning and cruel, extremely difficult to capture, only survives in the south of the mainland Yunzhilan zone."

"Fifth Tier Beast?" The apex of his heart shook, Xiao Yan swallowed, and that was a powerful person who was equivalent to a human being.

"This volume of fighting skills, named Eagle Wing, is also called Ziyun Wing. It took me and a few friends for three years to successfully capture a flamed purple cloud sculpture and obtain its wings with a secret method. Finally, this volume was formed. A flying fighting technique for people to learn. This fighting technique was drawn by me before my death. It can only be practiced by one person, remember!"

"It's really amazing, I dare to grab a flying beast of the King level..." He exclaimed twice, and Xiao Yan was a little curious about what level of power the predecessor who left these things was

Looking away from the small print, Xiao Yan carefully stretched out his palm and lightly touched the slightly purplish black eagle wings.

"How does it feel...like a real thing?"

The feeling of feathers from the palm of his hand surprised Xiao Yan. He stroked the palm of his hand again, his face suddenly changed, and he retracted his palm like an electric shock. The existence of the soul?"

Xiao Yan's soul perception is extremely good, just when he touched the eagle wing. He clearly noticed that in the eagle wing, there was a violent soul full of tyranny hidden.

"Huh? There really is a hidden soul, but it is an unconscious soul." The old, surprised voice suddenly came from the ring on Xiao Yan's finger.

"Unconsciously?" Xiao Yan asked suspiciously, stunned.

"I think. This should be caused by the secret method of creating flying combat skills, um, the soul and wings of the flying beast were stripped out, and finally merged together. Of course, the fusion here must require some unique secret methods. Only with cooperation can real fighting skills be formed... No wonder the current flying fighting skills have almost been lost. It turned out to be in the production process. You must also understand these weird things." Yao Lao said with a faint smile.

"Then... there shouldn't be any negative effects on cultivation, right?" Xiao Yan asked anxiously.

"The soul you just sensed should be the purple cloud sculpture. After so many years of tempering. Most of its wisdom has completely turned into the instinct of a beast. As long as you use it with a little guard, it is usually Nothing will happen." Yao Lao said with a smile.

Xiao Yan was relieved when he heard the old words of medicine. He was a little afraid that if he cultivated this thing, he would be controlled by the soul of the purple cloud carving. After all, a Tier 5 monster. The wisdom possessed is not lower than that of human beings.

Once again focusing on the black eagle wings on the scroll, Xiao Yan carefully read the procedures on how to cultivate on the side of the scroll several times, frowned slightly, and whispered, "It says that in practice. In the process, the soul of the Ziyun carved in the wing may attack the cultivator. If it can resist the attack of its soul, then it can continue to practice. If not, the person who gets it can be advised to give up the practice."

"Huh, it seems that it is still a bit dangerous to practice this flying combat skill." Xiao Yan sighed helplessly after he sighed.

"If you want to get something, naturally you have to pay for something else." Yao Lao smiled faintly: "With your soul strength, you don't need to worry too much about Ziyun Eagle's soul attack. Although it is Tier 5, it is. Today, it's just a remnant soul. It won't be a climate."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded slightly, gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind to slowly stretch out his palm.

Moved his palms to the scroll, lightly pressed the soft wings, took a deep breath, Xiao Yan's eyes slowly closed.

Not long after the palms were pressed against the wings, in the eagle wings, the tyrannical eagle soul suddenly uttered a sharp cry that made the soul tremble, and the scream passed through the scroll, and finally followed Xiao Yan's arm like a drill. , Desperately impacting his brain.

The first time Xiao Yan was attacked from the soul, Xiao Yan's whole body trembled suddenly, and his face paled a little out of thin air.

"Shen Shen, guard your head and let it attack!" Yao Lao shouted from the ring.

He gritted his teeth and nodded, Xiao Yan's soul perception was outside his head, surrounded by a few circles of protection, finally resisting the sharp cry that could reach his soul.

It seemed that seeing the soul neighing had no effect. After the moment of silence, the soul of that Ziyun Eagle suddenly sent a tyrannical mood from the scroll, and then rushed towards the depths of Xiao Yan's heart.

"Keep your mind, don't let it control your emotions, or you will become a beast that only knows to kill!" Yao Lao's deep voice sounded out of the perfect match.

Taking a deep breath again, Xiao Yan kept his mind tight, not daring to let that tyrannical emotion invade the slightest.

This soul contest lasted for more than ten minutes, before the defeat of the Ziyun Eagle ended slowly. In terms of strength, although Xiao Yan is far less than Tier 5 monsters, it has been suppressed by countless years. Later, now this purple cloud sculpture is no different from a crippled beast.

When the violent emotions like wild beasts withdrew from his heart like a tide, Xiao Yan's whole body suddenly became sore and soft, his face was pale, and he looked extremely tired. This kind of soul confrontation is far from physical confrontation. The energy consumed by touching is comparable.

"Success, right?" Xiao Yan asked, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Well, you have the qualifications to practice this thing."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan smiled in relief, his palms touched the eagle's wings again, but this time, he was not attacked again, and he pursed his mouth. The fighting energy in Xiao Yan's body followed the trajectory described on the scroll. It turned slowly, and after a while, Dou Qi turned to his arm and gradually rushed into the palm of his hand.

When the fighting spirit appeared in the palm of the hand, the eagle wings on the black scroll suddenly radiated brightly, purple and black, becoming thicker and thicker, and finally turned into two small purple and black rays, which rushed into Xiao Yan's palm like lightning. Among.

After entering Xiao Yan's body, the two small purple-black rays of light circulated rapidly along the meridians. When they flowed to the meridians on Xiao Yan's back, they suddenly stopped, and then turned around. The meridians pulled out two very small branch veins.

These two branches extend from the main trunk, and only slowly stop when they reach the back.

Xiao Yan, who was still stunned by the disappearance of the eagle wings from the outside world, let out a miserable scream, and the sweat on his forehead suddenly rolled down, his fists clenched tightly together, and he gasped heavily. Hissing cursed: "What the hell is doing?"

His body curled up on the bed, Xiao Yan bit his lip vigorously, and traces of blood spread in his mouth. After holding on for a while, Xiao Yan finally couldn't bear the sharp pain of the tearing of the meridians, very simply. Fainted.