Chapter Eighty-One: Ancient Thunder God Wings

Chen Yang's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and the sweat on his forehead fell obviously, but he didn't give up at all, he roared, the mysterious aura on his body became stronger, and the speed of blood loss in his body gradually accelerated, the thunder light on this thunder wing was too strong, and now it just counteracted with his blood qi, if he didn't speed up, then he couldn't refine this thunder wing when his whole body blood was exhausted. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know who refined this thunder wing, as seen on the mural, it was definitely not refined by the Thunder Emperor, but also obtained it when he was a teenager, and he could refine it back then, how could he not refine it?

"Go to ....." Chen Yang gritted his teeth, swiped his right hand, and made a cut in the palm of his left hand, and the blood flowed out again, and as soon as it flowed out, it was rolled up by a mysterious aura, turned into blood mist, and joined the battle to attack the thunder wings.

The blood-colored mist was evil, mysterious and bloody, and the Haoran of the thunder wings formed a completely opposite taste, but only then the thunder light of the thunder wings was retreating, and it was suppressed by the blood qi little by little.

And Chen Yang's blood in his body has lost forty percent, and he is a little dizzy in front of his eyes, if it weren't for his strong will, gritting his teeth, and persevering, he would have fainted now, and he had lost so much blood, if it was an ordinary person, he would have died now, and there was only one breath left.

And he is the most monk, he will not die until he is completely released, and as long as there is a trace left, he can slowly recover, but his vitality is seriously damaged, and it will take a long time to recover.

"Fast ....." gradually disappeared fifty percent of the blood, and anxiety appeared on his face, seeing that he was about to succeed, he was almost able to enter the thunder wings, but he had consumed this trace for so long, he just couldn't go in, as if there was an invisible barrier, so that his blood and qi could not enter.

His heart was ruthless again, his right hand pinched again, and he attacked the thunder wings a little, and the terrifying blood qi attacked again, which turned into a needle, unlike the blood mist before, he was also a lonely pillar, there was no other way, but like this, otherwise when his blood ran out, he would not be able to break through the last obstacle, and there would be no way to refine this thunder wing.

Click.....

The needle of blood vaporization pierced it in an instant, and in the end, the barrier was like an egg, cracking one after another, and the blood needle also stopped on it, unable to go further.

"Enter the ....." Chen Yang reddened, roared, and the blood qi surged again, in order to power this blood needle, this time a percent of the blood in his body flowed out, turned into a blood mist, and drilled into the blood needle, the blood needle was red and glowing, making a buzzing sound, the sound was not loud, but it was very harsh.

Buzzing.....

Lei Yin probably felt the crisis and kept struggling, but it was sealed by the mural, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

Click.....

The blood needle directly pierced through this barrier, and the barrier also shattered, turning into a little bit of crystalline light, and the thunder wings emitted a sorrow, like a person, as if he had feelings, but when the blood needle entered, he was already destined to be impossible to resist.

I don't know which monster created this blood refining technique, only the blood and qi enter, no matter what treasure there is, there is no way to resist, it can only be obediently refined, but the only drawback is also obvious, that is, the consumption is too large every time, if you encounter too powerful treasures, and your own cultivation is not enough, it is estimated that the blood of the whole body is exhausted and there is no way to refine.

And this time, Chen Yang was also lucky and ruthless to himself that made him successful, otherwise he might not be able to refine this thunder wing with his cultivation, and the Thunder Emperor could only refine it because of his bloodline at that time, and Chen Yang If he didn't have the art of blood refining, he couldn't refine it at all, so he could only watch it, not take it away.

Gradually, the thunder wing's struggle became smaller and smaller, and the buzz became smaller, and a faint blood qi appeared on the surface of the thunder wing, becoming red, evil and mysterious, and even the feathers gradually turned bloody, and there was a faint blood-colored thunder flash on it.

When everything turned bloody, Chen Yang also stopped the wound, the blood refining technique stopped, and the mysterious aura around him gradually dissipated, Chen Yang's face was pale, but he couldn't hide the joy in his heart.

The blood color on the thunder wings gradually disappeared, returning to its original color, turning into two streamers of light that flew into the cheeks behind Chen Yang, burrowed into it, and disappeared.

A feeling of flesh and blood appeared, and a message appeared in my mind, the primeval thunder god wings, the magic weapon of the primeval thunder god's fame, the high-level magic weapon, instantaneous, can control the thunder, control the thunder, drive the thunder, and be mysterious.

Chen Yang was overjoyed in his heart, he didn't expect that this thunder wing was still a high-level magic weapon, and this speed made him very excited, he could finally fly, and the speed was so fast, whether he escaped or chased and killed in the future, it was a very good treasure, and it was not like before, and even flying would not increase the embarrassment.

After trying it, the aura was injected into the back, an itchy feeling came out, there was a tearing sound, the clothes behind the back were torn, and two wings flashing with thunder appeared behind him, the wings were very large, both longer than him, but he didn't feel a little pressure, and the feeling of blood connection allowed him to control the wings as he wanted.

Slightly fanned, boom, hit the top of the hall, fortunately this hall is hard, there is no trace at all, but he hit a pain, but his face is overjoyed, the wings consume very little aura, mainly thunder and lightning rules, you can also absorb the aura of the outside world to supplement, and your own aura only plays an auxiliary role.

This is what makes him happy, if the aura consumption is very strong, then he can't use it all the time, but now it's different, as long as he has a trace of aura in his body, he can fly for a long time.

"This ..... The wings are so beautiful" Little stars appeared in Meng Xiyue's eyes, and she watched Chen Yang fall in a daze, she also saw the speed just now, just in the blink of an eye, he disappeared and appeared at the top of the main hall, and there was still an afterimage of him left in place, and the speed that could leave an afterimage had surpassed Shu Bo in the space, and even the space could not leave his figure, only an afterimage in place.

"Haha......" Chen Yang laughed, slowly floated down, he didn't dare to fly, just hit it, almost knocked him stunned, no longer dare to fly in this kind of place, the most important thing is that he is not familiar with it now, the force control is not good, these can only be slowly familiar in the future, and there is no time to get familiar with it now.

"Chen Yang, these wings are so beautiful" Meng Xiyue hurriedly ran over and touched the wings behind Chen Yang, and under Chen Yang's control, the thunder light above disappeared, otherwise it would hurt her.

And she touched the wings and there were more little stars in her eyes, every girl will have a strong pursuit of beauty, no matter who it is, she feels that every feather is so perfect, white and beautiful, and the thunder flashes, and will add a special beauty, making this thunder wings more flawless.

It was the first time he had seen this kind of wing, the black wings of the previous mausoleum keeper, full of dead air, and looked very evil, compared to this wing, this thunder wing was white and immaculate, like the wings of an angel, holy and beautiful.

To be continued...............