After Dongfang Xin adjusted the vitality to a normal state, he turned his palm over, and a black scroll appeared in his hand, Dongfang Xin opened the scroll and took a closer look, it was actually a high-level source technique, which recorded the flying source technique - Wind Wings.

Soaring is everyone's dream, for free flight, Dongfang Xin also has a strong interest, flying is the best guarantee to escape, if one day they encounter danger, you can save your life.

Of course, in the Xuanyuan Continent, the condensation of source qi into wings is a skill only that only the powerhouses above the source king have. They can fly in the air. Generally, the source master can only look at the sky and sigh. However, Dongfang Xin accidentally obtained this rare flying source skill. This freed him from the shackles of the realm. Dongfang Xing held the scroll and licked his lips, and he gently cut it open. The rope is carefully tied on the reel, and then slowly unfolds.

When the pitch-black scroll opens, a pair of wings come into view. The wings are drawn on scrolls, so the shape is not large. But it emanates. A little heat. Look at the strange appearance. Obviously not a simple picture.

The wings are black, with faint golden lines, and if you look closely, the wings have a special metallic texture. The feathers on the wings exuded a faint heat, Dongfang Xin blew lightly on it, his face changed slightly, and he saw that under the blow, the feathers on the wings were like real wings gently swinging very magically.

Dongfang Xin's gaze swept over his wings. Suddenly, his eyes stayed on a line of small words on the side, Dongfang Xin blinked his eyes and read it softly: "The wind is fickle, it is sometimes gentle like water, sometimes violent and abnormal, but in nature, the wind is extremely fast, so the few people have realized and created their own source technique, this source technique is named Wind Wings! Once the Wind Wings are deployed, they will fly in the air for a short time, and silently, and will not cause source qi fluctuations." ”

"The man who created his own wings of the wind is really good. Dongfang Xin sighed in amazement. Thinking curiously, "Which senior master is this?" Dongfang Xin looked away from the small characters, he stretched out his palm and gently stroked the pair of black wings, "How do they feel like real wings?" Dongfang Xin was taken aback and touched his wings with his hand. The touch of a feather comes from a feather.

Dongfang Xin's face changed suddenly. Retract your palm like an electric shock. He shouted in horror, "There is actually a soul mark in this wing, isn't the metal wing pattern on this really a spirit weapon forged by a forger?"

Dongfang Xin once again cast his gaze on the black wings of the scroll, which said that during the cultivation process, the soul mark on the wings would attack the cultivator. If a cultivator can resist its soul attack, then he will be able to cultivate, otherwise, the cultivator will give up as soon as possible, so as not to damage his divine consciousness.

"It seems that it is still a bit dangerous to cultivate this flying source technique!" Dongfang Xin exhaled helplessly and fell into deep thought.

"Want to be successful. Efforts must be made. With the strength of his current divine consciousness. There's no need to worry too much. Soul Seal's attack. ”

Thinking of this, Dongfeng Xin. Gritting his teeth and finally making up his mind, he slowly stretched out his palm and placed it on the scroll. Gently pressing the wings on the scroll, he took a breath and slowly closed his eyes. Dongfeng Xin's palm was attached to the wings on the scroll, and the soul mark on the wings soon after. Suddenly, there was a resonance that made the soul tremble. The resonance passed through the scroll and followed Dongfang Xin's arm, like an electric current, and the mission impacted his brain and divine sense.

Dongfang Xin was attacked by the soul seal for the first time. He shuddered. His face was a little pale. Dongfang Xin hurriedly hugged Yuan to collect his mind, and his soul perception formed several circles of protection around his head, and finally resisted the resonance emitted by the soul seal.

The soul seal seemed to find that the resonance had no effect, and a tyrannical emotion suddenly came out of the scroll, and then rushed towards the depths of Dongfang Xin's heart.

Dongfang Xin's eyes suddenly turned white, "Young Master, are you back?" It was Die'er's voice, Dongfang Xin opened his eyes and saw that Chu Chu'er looked at him with resentful eyes and said, "Young Master, don't you want me anymore, that Die'er has only left you" Dongfang Xin hurriedly wanted to stand up and stop Die'er, the Qingxin Pushan Mirror in the space ring automatically floated out and suspended above Dongfang Xin's head.

I saw a beam of light shining on the Qingxin Pushan mirror, and the beam covered Dongfang Xin, Dongfang Xin only felt a coolness disperse from the top of his head to his limbs, and Dongfang Xin realized that it was an illusion just now, so dangerous!

After Dongfang Xin escaped, his eyes returned to normal, Dongfang Xin looked at the mirror lying quietly in front of him and said with a smile, "Thank you for saving me again!" After speaking, he put the mirror away. When he turned his attention to the scroll again, he found that the black wings on the scroll no longer had a metallic feel, and there was no soul mark.

Dongfang Xin smiled with satisfaction, he pursed his lips, and the source qi in his body began to run in his body along the description on the scroll, when the source qi appeared on the palm, the palms of both hands appeared purple and white, and the color became darker and darker, and finally turned white, purple two small rays of light, lightning into the body.

The tiny light stopped when it flowed along Dongfang Xin's tendons and veins to Dongfang Xin's spine meridians, and suddenly the two rays of light pulled out two small branch veins, extending many veins from the branch veins and finally connecting into one.

Dongfang Xin's body underwent earth-shaking changes, and Dongfang Xin in the outside world suddenly let out a terrible scream, and sweat dripped down the sideburns on his forehead.

Dongfang Xin gritted his teeth tightly and hissed and scolded, "What's the matter, grass!", Dongfang Xin's body curled up together, he bit his lip hard, and the slightest trace of blood spread in his mouth, and after holding on for half an hour, Dongfang Xin finally couldn't help but faint from the sharp pain of the meridian tearing.

When Dongfang Xin woke up from the coma, he felt that there was still pain all over his body, he tried to get up and sit down, took out the water prepared before departure from the space ring with a sigh of relief, and then drank it in a big gulp. After drinking Dongfang Xin, he hurriedly closed his eyes and recovered, when he calmed down, his heart suddenly itched behind him, he hurriedly took off his shirt and took out the Qingxin Pushan Mirror to take a photo, he found that he didn't know when there was a pair of small black wings behind his back that were exactly the same as those on the scroll, it seemed that the Wind Wings had successfully cultivated.