Since ancient times, human beings have devoted themselves to cultivation in order to desire to ascend and one day be able to conquer the void.
Fire Dragon Wings allow people to enjoy the pleasure of flying in the air for a short time and attack enemies from mid-air.
Ling Luo was very excited.
She must learn!
With Abiyan Prison, Moonlight Wind Chimes, and the Fire Dragon Wings, even if her opponent is a third-year high-level martial artist, what should she fear?
Time passed slowly, and Ling Luo was immersed in the ocean of training of Dragon Wings of Fire. He was very selfless and could not extricate himself.
In the space of the third level of extreme fire inheritance, two days and two nights just passed by.
When Ling Luo opened her eyes again, two flame wings one foot wide suddenly appeared on her back, like dragon wings, and her body rose into the air, ten feet above the ground.
"Hahaha!"
Ling Luo waved her flame wings vigorously and looked up to the sky with a smile in excitement.
She can fly! She can fly!
She flew around in the space of the third extreme fire inheritance, and felt a void in her dantian, and her body felt unusually heavy.
It really doesn't last long.
The moment Ling Luo landed on the ground, the flame wings on his body gradually shrank from one foot wide to three feet, and finally disappeared.
Although it is not long, it is already very powerful.
She believes that after entering the fourth level of extreme fire inheritance space, there will be more subtle cultivation methods.
Ling Luo checked his Dantian and found that he had advanced to the fourth level martial artist again!
very good.
Thinking about her biological father Ling Nie in this life, he was already in his thirties and was only a fourth-level martial artist. She was only seventeen years old now and had already reached the same height as Ling Nie.
If Ling Nie found out, I wonder if he would be extremely shocked? Would he be proud of his daughter?
A bitter smile escaped from Ling Luo's lips and she shook her head.
She really thinks too much.
Ling Luo only has a grandfather who loves her, and no father at all.
After leaving the third inheritance space, Ling Luo opened her eyes. It was dawn, and the morning star was emitting bright fluorescence in the horizon.
She stood up, patted the scattered bamboo leaves on her body, smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes, and walked out of the small bamboo forest in the backyard.
Not surprisingly, Xuanyuan Yu was waiting for her in the yard.
"Have you been guarding me?" She knew she was asking knowingly.
Xuanyuan Yu was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, holding a jade cup in his hand, sipping sake, looking at her with a smile, and said, "Would you like to have a drink?"
Ling Luo did not refuse, walked to the stone table, took the wine glass from Xuanyuan Yu's hand, sat down next to him, drank it all, and praised: "Good wine."
"Of course it's good wine." Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his beautiful peach blossom eyes and seemed to be in a good mood, "The cheap loach stole this from Dean Han's private wine cellar."
"Er..." Ling Luo was ashamed, and suddenly felt that the jade cup in her hand was a little heavy.
She looked around the yard and found no figure in jail, so she asked, "Where is the cheap dragon?"
"He went to fight with Hei Yu." Xuanyuan Yu's lips curved slightly.
Ling Luo's eyes twitched hard and her voice became hoarse: "Fighting again? Do they want to make it known to everyone in Jiulan Academy?"
Xuanyuan Yu shook his head and stretched out a hand to help her brush the two strands of hair from her forehead behind her ears with an unusually gentle movement.