After jumping over a ravine, Xiao Yan slowly walked towards the waterfall. He carefully scanned the surroundings and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing no magical beasts.
Arriving at the steep mountain wall, Xiao Yan carefully selected the place for a long time before he selected a cave four or five meters above the ground. He carefully climbed on some wet and greasy stones. Xiao Yan was like a head.
Like a monkey, he quickly got into the cave he had chosen in advance.
The inside of the cave is a little cool, but the area inside is not small. It is obviously more than enough for Xiao Yan to live alone.
He carefully scanned the ground inside the cave for a few times. After finding nothing left by the monsters, he felt relieved. After roughly cleaning the cave, he took out some purchased outdoor supplies from the ring.
, a soft and dry resting bed was built in the cave.
After installing some necessary living supplies, Xiao Yan blocked the entrance of the cave with huge rocks so that only one person could pass through. He would spend a lot of time here, and safety issues were the most important.
After doing this, Xiao Yan patted the dust on his hands, looked at the dim cave, and pondered a little, then took out three moonstones from the treasure cave and placed them on the surrounding stone walls.
In the grooves, a soft light suddenly illuminated the cave.
Looking at the newly renovated cave, Xiao Yan grinned, sat down on the soft bed, exhaled a long breath, then crossed his legs, placed his hands in practice mudras in front of him, and slowly replied
He was suffering from the fighting energy consumed in his body and the mental exhaustion caused by traveling for the past two days.
As Xiao Yan fell silent, his breathing gradually became smoother, forming a perfect cycle between exhalations and inhalations. With each alternation of breathing cycles, wisps of faint energy airflow would be emitted from the space around him.
It came out, and finally followed Xiao Yan's breathing and entered his body. After being refined through the meridians, it was stored in the cyclone in the lower abdomen.
During the quiet practice, Xiao Yan's mind sank into his body, and he looked strangely inward, allowing him to clearly see the fighting spirit flowing in his body.
The mind passed through several main meridians and finally came to the lower abdomen. The cyclone, which was the base of Dou Qi, slowly rotated 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, he was only a palm-sized milky white cyclone. Now, because of the fighting qi technique, it has transformed into a
It was light yellow, and the area was much larger. Xiao Yan could clearly feel that the concentration of fighting energy contained in the cyclone was more than ten times stronger than before.
Looking at the pale yellow Dou Qi that was continuously entering the cyclone from his meridians, Xiao Yan smiled slightly and slowly withdrew his mind from the body. After the Dou Qi in the body was completely restored, he opened his eyes.
He twisted his body lazily, feeling refreshed and returning to Xiao Yan's body again. He clenched his fists tightly. Xiao Yan could notice that due to the recent hard training, his strength was now improving.
Five-star fighters are gradually moving toward six-stars. Maybe in another month or two, they should be able to enter the six-star level.
And when the time comes, if you remove the shackles of the heavy sword and add some of your own mysterious fighting skills, you may be able to compete with the Eight-Star Fighter. Of course, the premise here is that the Eight-Star Fighter is proficient in fighting.
The skill level is lower than Xiao Yan. After all, Xiao Yan's skill level is only the lowest Dihuang level. This is his only weakness!
After adjusting the essence to a normal state, Xiao Yan flipped his palm, and a black scroll appeared in his hand. It was the scroll of Xuan-level advanced flying fighting skills.
Soaring in the sky is everyone's dream, and Xiao Yan is also very interested in free flying. Flying is the best guarantee for escape. If there was no Blue Eagle from the Little Medical Fairy that night, the two of them would have wanted to escape.
Being surrounded by cliffs, the difficulty may rise sharply.
In today's Dou Qi Continent, the transformation of Dou Qi into wings is a patent reserved only for strong people above Dou Wang. Others can usually just look at the sky and sigh, but Xiao Yan's rare flying fighting skill that he accidentally acquired can make him
Get rid of these boundaries.
Holding the scroll in both hands, Xiao Yan licked his lips, untied the string carefully tied on the scroll, and then slowly unfolded it.
The dark scroll was spread out, and two chillingly black eagle wings came into view. Because these eagle wings were painted on the scroll, they were not large in shape, but they faintly exuded a lot of energy.
There is some heat, looking at this strange appearance, it is obviously not a simple picture.
The eagle wings are dark in color, with some faint purple cloud patterns. Looking closely, the wings are like black steel, with a special metallic texture. The feathers on the eagle wings exude a faint heat, Xiao
Yan blew a gentle breath on it, and his face couldn't help but be slightly shocked. He saw that under the breeze, the feathers on the eagle's wings were fluttering like real wings, which was extremely magical.
His eyes swept over the eagle wings, and Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly stopped on a line of small characters on the side. He blinked and read it out softly.
"The Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle is a fifth-level flying monster. It is said to have the sparse bloodline of the ancient phoenix. Its flying speed ranks among the best among all flying monsters. It is cunning and cruel in nature and is extremely difficult to capture. It only lives in Yunzhilan in the south of the mainland.
zone."
"Fifth-level monster?" Xiao Yan's heart was shocked, and he swallowed. That was a powerful fighting king that was equivalent to a human being.
"This volume of fighting skills is named Eagle Wings, also known as Purple Cloud Wings. It took me and several friends three years to successfully capture a Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle and use a secret method to obtain its wings. Finally, this volume was formed.
A flying fighting skill that can be practiced by others. This fighting skill was painted with fighting energy before I died. It can only be practiced by one person, remember!"
"What a great guy, he actually dared to catch a flying monster at the fighting king level..." Xiao Yan exclaimed twice, and he was a little curious about what kind of strong man the predecessor who left these things was?
Looking away from the small characters, Xiao Yan carefully stretched out his palm and gently touched the pair of slightly purple pitch-black eagle wings.
"How does it feel...like the real thing?"
Xiao Yan was greatly surprised by the touch of feathers on his palm. He stroked his palm carefully once again. His expression suddenly changed, and he took back his palm as if he was electrocuted. He lost his voice in horror: "There are actually things in this eagle wing."
The existence of soul?”
Xiao Yan's soul perception is extremely excellent. When he touched the eagle wings just now, he clearly realized that there was a violent soul full of violence hidden in the eagle wings.
"Huh? Sure enough, there is a hidden soul, but it is an unconscious soul." An old surprised voice suddenly came from the ring on Xiao Yan's finger.
"No consciousness?" Xiao Yan was stunned and asked doubtfully.
"I think this should be caused by the secret method of creating flying fighting skills in the past. Well, the soul and wings of the flying monster are stripped out and finally fused together. Of course, the fusion here must require some unique secret methods.
Only through cooperation can real fighting skills be formed... No wonder the flying fighting skills have almost been lost now. It turns out that during the production process, you still have to understand these weird things." Yao Lao said with a faint smile.
"Then...there shouldn't be any side effects to practicing this thing, right?" Xiao Yan asked with some anxiety.
"The soul you sensed just now should be that Purple Cloud Eagle. After so many years of training, its wisdom has probably completely turned into the instinct of the beast. As long as you are more careful when using it, it will generally be fine.
Nothing will happen." Yao Lao smiled.
Hearing Yao Lao's words, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He was a little afraid that if he practiced this thing, he would be controlled by the soul of the purple cloud eagle. After all, the fifth-level magic beast has
The wisdom of the earth is not lower than that of humans.
Focusing his eyes on the black eagle wings on the scroll again, Xiao Yan carefully read the cultivation procedures described on the side of the scroll several times. He frowned slightly and said softly: "It says, in cultivation
During the process, the soul of the Purple Cloud Eagle in the wings may attack the cultivator. If you can resist its soul attack, you can continue to practice. If not, I advise those who get it to give up cultivation."
"Huh, it seems that it is still a bit dangerous to practice this flying fighting skill." After exhaling, Xiao Yan sighed helplessly.
"If you want to get something, you have to give something else." Yao Lao said with a faint smile: "With the strength of your soul, you don't need to worry too much about Ziyun Diao's soul attack. Although it is the fifth level, but
Now, it is nothing more than a remnant soul, unable to achieve anything."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded slightly, gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind and slowly stretched out his palm.
He moved his palms to the scroll, pressed the soft wings lightly, took a deep breath, and Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes.
Not long after placing his palms against the wings, the violent eagle soul in the eagle wings suddenly let out a sharp cry that made the soul tremble. The cry passed through the scroll and finally followed Xiao Yan's arm like a drill.
, impacting his brain desperately.
The first time he was attacked by a soul, Xiao Yan's whole body trembled suddenly, and his face turned a little pale.
"Shen Shen, guard your head and let it attack!" Yao Lao's shout came from the ring.
Gritting his teeth and nodding, Xiao Yan's soul perception formed several circles of protection outside his head, finally resisting the sharp screams that could reach his soul.
It seemed that the scream of the soul had no effect. After the purple cloud eagle's soul was silent for a moment, a violent emotion suddenly came out from the scroll, and then rushed towards the depths of Xiao Yan's soul.
"Be careful and don't let it control your emotions, otherwise you will become a beast that only knows how to kill!" Yao Lao's deep voice sounded very appropriate.
Taking a deep breath again, Xiao Yan guarded his mind tightly, not daring to let the violent emotions invade at all.
This battle of souls lasted for more than ten minutes, and it ended slowly with the defeat of Ziyundiao. In terms of strength, although Xiao Yan was far inferior to the fifth-level monster, after countless years of suppression,
Finally, now the Purple Cloud Eagle 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 numb and numb. His face was pale and he looked extremely tired. This kind of confrontation between souls was far from physical confrontation.
The energy consumed by touching is comparable.
"Is it successful?" Xiao Yan asked as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Well, you are qualified to practice this thing."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan smiled happily and touched the eagle wings with his palms again. But this time, he was not attacked again. He pursed his lips. The fighting spirit in Xiao Yan's body followed the track described on the scroll.
It started running slowly, and after a while, the fighting energy flowed to the arm, and gradually entered the palm.
When Dou Qi appeared in the palm of his hand, the eagle wings on the black scroll suddenly glowed brightly, the purple and black colors became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into two small purple and black rays of light, which rushed into Xiao Yan's palm like lightning.
among.
After two small purple-black rays of light entered Xiao Yan's body, they quickly flowed along the meridians. When they flowed to the meridians on Xiao Yan's back, they suddenly stopped, then turned around, and unexpectedly forcefully
The meridians pulled out two extremely small branches.
These two branches extend from the main trunk and slowly stop when they reach the backbone.
The outside world was still stunned by the disappearance of the eagle wings. Xiao Yan suddenly let out a shrill scream. The sweat on his forehead suddenly rolled down. He clenched his fists tightly and gasped heavily.
He yelled, "What the hell is this guy doing?"
His body curled up on the bed, Xiao Yan bit his lip hard, and traces of blood spread in his mouth. After holding on for a moment, Xiao Yan finally couldn't bear the severe pain of tearing his meridians. It was very simple.