"Subsequently, a pair of fleshy wings sprouted from his back, and their wings glowed, just like..."
Qinglong thought for a moment and used an extremely down-to-earth metaphor: "It's as bright as two incandescent lamp tubes."
"Hahaha~"
Chen Yang laughed loudly, pointed at the transforming general and said: "Senior Qinglong is right, this is exactly what he wants to grow a pair of wings."
"From then on, the Great General King will be able to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and he will be more similar to the zombie king of the Drought Demon level in mythology."
There was no trace of joy on Qinglong's face, and he said in a deep voice: "You can fly, but the one who is afraid of flying is no longer our great general, the divine weapon that governs the country, but a monster that comes from somewhere outside the territory."
"Corpse Demon."
Chen Yang corrected it.
Qinglong glanced at him sideways and asked curiously: "My friend seems to be intending not to stop me, but what are your thoughts?"
A man who is immortal and has never interacted with any heroes in the world, Chen Yang just said a few words and he got the taste.
"Yes."
Chen Yang nodded and admitted that he had no intention of hiding it at all, and said calmly: "I should already know who the person behind it is?"
"Why don't you be impatient for a moment and let the transformation of the General King be completed first? I will then have a few words with the man behind him, and maybe he will retreat."
"With Senior Qinglong here, I can re-sacrifice this great general king, and I think I can reach a higher level."
Qinglong looked a little strange and noncommittal.
In the latter part, he was very confident. If there was no one who affected the General King through the corrosion of corpse energy and competed with him for control, Qinglong would certainly have a way to re-sacrifice the General King.
After this experience, the General Wang was completely transformed, and it is certain that he is no longer what he used to be.
only......
Feng Wu and Qinglong both looked curious. They didn't know where Chen Yang got the confidence to avoid the source of all this disaster.
"This one and I..."
Chen Yang said meaningfully: "...there are old things."
Qinglong and Feng Wu understood this tone instantly.
This is old, there are scruples, but friendship is not necessarily the case.
It is said that the General Wang is of great importance, and this is the most important place in China, so Qinglong and Fengwu should be safe.
But after some contact, Qinglong in particular was infected by the confidence shown by Chen Yang, and actually let it go.
One minute, two minutes...
Five minutes passed.
"brush!"
General Wang suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were originally as dim as a dead fish, but in an instant, a layer of filthy mist filled his eyes, as if something descended from the void, settled in and occupied this body.
The next second, he stood up suddenly.
This movement of getting up is not like normal people's movements such as bending the knees, standing up, or using force. Instead, it violates the force of mechanics, as if the heel is used as a fulcrum, and the body jumps straight up.
The moment he stood up, the gorgeous python robe on General Wang's back was torn, two swellings exploded, and a pair of jet-black wings spread out.
He was already tall, feeling at least 1.9 meters tall.
But compared with his outstretched wings, General Wang actually looked a little slender and petite.
The wings were slowly fluttering, and the general Wang floated up from the stone platform.
His gaze, filled with madness, despair, and destruction, swept across,