Since ancient times, human beings have devoted themselves to cultivation in order to aspire to ascend and one day be able to break through the void.

Fire Dragon Wings, which allow you to enjoy the thrill of flying through the air for a short period of time, and attack enemies from mid-air.

Ling Luo was very excited.

She must learn!

With Ah Rhinitis Prison, Moonlight Wind Chimes, and this Fire Dragon Wing, even if the opponent is a third-grade high-level martial artist, what is she afraid of?

Time passed slowly, and Ling Luo was intoxicated by the cultivation ocean of the Fire Dragon Wing, very self-forgetful and unable to extricate himself.

In the space of the third extreme fire inheritance, two days and two nights passed like this.

When Ling Luo opened her eyes again, two flame wings suddenly appeared on her back, like dragon wings, and her body rose into the air, ten feet above the ground.

"Hahaha!"

Ling Luo waved his flame wings vigorously and looked up to the sky and smiled excitedly.

She can fly! It's time to fly!

She flew around in the space of the third Extreme Fire Inheritance, and she felt a void in the dantian, and her body was extremely heavy.

It didn't last long.

At the moment when Ling Luo landed on the ground, the flame wings on his body gradually shrank from one zhang wide to three feet, and finally disappeared.

It's not long, but it's already very powerful.

She believed that after entering the fourth layer of the Extreme Fire Inheritance Space, there would definitely be a more subtle cultivation method.

Ling Luo inspected his dantian and found that he had advanced again, a fourth-order martial artist!

Very good.

Thinking about her biological father Ling Nie in this life, she was already in her thirties, and she was only a fourth-order martial artist, she was only seventeen years old now, and she had already reached the same height as Ling Nie.

If Ling Nie found out, I wonder if Lu Dao would be extremely shocked? Will you be proud of your daughter?

A wry smile escaped from Ling Luo's lips and he shook his head.

She's thinking too much.

Ling Luo only has a grandfather who loves her, and there is no father at all.

After leaving the third inheritance space, Ling Luo opened his eyes, the time was dawn, and the morning star was emitting a crystal fluorescence in the sky.

She stood up, patted the bamboo leaves scattered 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 courtyard.

"You've been guarding me?" She knew that she was knowingly asking.

Xuanyuan Yu sat on the edge of the stone table in the courtyard, holding a jade cup in his hand, sipping sake, looking at her with a smile, and said, "Do you want to have a drink?" ”

Ling Luo did not refuse, walked to the edge of the stone table, took the wine glass from Xuanyuan Yu's hand, sat down beside him, drank it all, and exclaimed, "Good wine." ”

"Naturally, it's a good wine." Xuanyuan Yu's beautiful peach blossom eyes squinted slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood, "This is the cheap loach stolen from Dean Han's private wine cellar. ”

"Doom ......" Ling Luo was embarrassed, and suddenly felt that the jade cup in his hand was a little heavy.

She looked around the courtyard, but found no prison figure, and asked, "Where is the cheap dragon?" ”

"He went to fight with Black Feather." The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips curled in a shallow arc.

The corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitched fiercely, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Fighting again?" Do the two of them want to make everyone in Jiulan Academy known? ”

Xuanyuan Yu shook her head, stretched out a hand, and helped her brush the two strands of broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, and her movements were extremely gentle.