The computer crashed,The author's jun is about to crash.,Generally speaking, it's about 12 o'clock to release updates.,It's a full hour and a half late today.,I beg your pardon.,In addition,In the face of a crashed computer,After the author's successful release of this chapter after torture,The urge to smash the keyboard has accumulated to the point of irrepressibility.,Don't pull me,Don't pull me,Don't pull me......

It's like lightning, and it's like thunder!

In an instant, the light and shadow of the silver wings on his back expanded more and more, enveloping the entire deep well land.

With the flash of silver feathers, countless huge lightning flashes appeared in the entire deep well, accompanied by a deafening roar.

Like the roar of a mad dragon!

One hundred and ten thunderbolts with the most killing potential, as if they had received the order of the mad dragon, instantly bombarded Tan Zimo's wings.

The domineering power here seems to be incomparable no matter how hard things in the world are, and what is left for it can only be a result, ashes......

However, Tan Zimo is fine, and the wings on his back are not damaged!

He was just smoking, and he had lightning flashes on his body, as if he had eaten all these thunderbolts.

However, this is not pleasant!

Even if he was injured before, even if he was like a thousand swords on his body, Tan Zimo was insignificant, but at this moment......

"Ah~!"

Tan Zimo looked up to the sky and let out a howl of pain, as if it was a whip from his soul, which made him miserable.

Pain is excruciating!

The eyes are red and wide, until they want to burst!

"Ahh

It's a constant stream of severe pain!

It's endless torture!

Baoling Shenshi is right, it is indeed the most violent dragon breath, if it weren't for the fact that he has been washed and steamed by ten thousand medicines since he was a child, if it weren't for the desperate confrontation between Fengming's golden qi and Donglai's purple qi, Tan Zimo guessed that he would not be able to hold a breath of anger in his body, and he would have been tortured to death......

As you can see, Tan Zimo's body has always been flashing, and between the lightning and flint, his whole person is like a string of lit firecrackers, "crackling" and exploding constantly!

I don't know how long it took, the fine lines that settled in the broken tendon gradually converged, until they finally disappeared, and the broken places were connected one after another.

No, there is no more break, it is already one!

At that time, the pain subsided sharply, and Tan Zimo had to breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he was still confused, Tan Zimo knew that the wing tendons had been reshaped at this time, so he ignored the previous pain, sat down cross-legged, and began to move on his luck.

Because of the broken wing tendons, there has been no luck entering the spiritual sea for eight years, and now the wing tendons are reshaped, Tan Zimo can't wait, this luck is done, that feeling, Tan Zimo is both familiar and very unfamiliar......

As a feather cultivator, the aura gathers on the wing feathers, and through the reshaped wing tendons, it is connected to the spiritual sea!

But after a while, Tan Zimo faintly felt that something was wrong, and after that, he felt more and more strange, this wing bone has the blessing of Fengming's golden qi, and this wing feather also has the presence of purple qi from the east, thinking that after the reshaping of the wing tendons, the aura accumulated in the past eight years will slowly gather into the spiritual sea, but at this moment, it ......

On the wing bones on the back, there is no shadow of Fengming's golden qi, wing feathers, and no trace of purple qi from the east, how can this be so?

Suddenly, a silver light appeared at the wing tendons, and Tan Zimo finally understood......

It turned out that they were all eaten by this latent dragon's breath.

The silver dragon's breath jumped above the Fengming golden qi and the purple qi from the east, since Tan Zimo can get its nourishment, the benefits here are not self-evident, and Tan Zimo is no longer entangled.

After swallowing Fengming's golden qi and Donglai's purple qi, the silver aura was a little more powerful.

Tan Zimo tried to control it, but it seemed to be aware of it, and rushed into Tan Zimo's spiritual sea along its wings.

The familiar, re-returned, seven-year-old five-star aura of Yu Xiu was also swallowed up by it!

"No!"

As the spiritual sea was occupied by the silver dragon's breath, Tan Zimo's whole person also glowed with silver light, starting from his chest, spreading to his head and feet, and then his wings slowly lit up, which was extremely weird.

The whole deep well was filled with a raging silver light, full of light, too dazzling, as if it was about to burst the entire deep well!

The weirdness of this moment is inexplicable and panicking......

After a long time, this blind tossing deep well regained its normal sense of light, allowing people to see Tan Zimo's current appearance clearly......

I can't describe the current talk of Zimo.

It's a makeover!!

Wounded, gone.

The scar is also gone.

It's still going on......

Take off your wound clothes!

This is the original him, the delicate Tan Zimo! smooth and fair skin, and the finely carved face reveals the angular cold handsomeness.

It's not over!!

Still being transformed.

This time it's empowering.

Fortitude replaces the softness of sickness, a layer of metal texture is added to the surface of the muscles, and the muscle lines are like knife sharpenings, as if he is standing on the cusp of the storm, and the iron-blooded young man is the king......

It's not over yet!!

Then there are the weird scales.

The surface of Tan Zimo's skin is covered with a layer of crystal scales, which are like fine nets made of light, which are extremely mysterious.

Then, the scales turned into a thin stream of light, flowing from all directions to the back of Tan Zimo's neck, and after that, the scales of light converged into a single point, turning into a one-centimeter-square circle of energy.

The circle with a silver cold light spun rapidly, and finally poured into the wing groove, leaving a dragon's tooth-like pattern three inches below the back and neck, the lines were very faint, like tiny light filaments, which could not be seen by the naked eye at all.

It can only be said that it is incredible, the transformed Tan Zimo is just beautiful but full of explosive power, just like a newly born silver-winged dragon.

But Tan Zimo couldn't see his vision, he seemed to be unconscious and seemed to be very awake.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be outside the world, but Tan Zimo knew very well that the picture in his mind at this moment would definitely not be everything around him.

I feel like I've come to the boundless sea of clouds, and there is indeed a long sea of clouds in front of me, layers of fog!

Suddenly, a gust of wind lifted the clouds......

He saw a majestic silver pterosaur swallowing clouds and spitting mist, exuding an earth-shattering roar of lightning......

"One, two, three...... Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen!"

"It's the eighteen-winged Sky Devouring Wild Dragon that commands the Nine Heavens, Nine Earths, and Nine Seas!"

I don't know how long later, an extremely terrifying and bloody picture appeared in his mind, and the wings of the mad dragon were cut off one by one!

Fall alive!

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

......

"Sixteen!"

"Seventeen!"

"Eighteen!"

None of the eighteen dragon wings survived.

The arrogant dragon in this sea of clouds was cut off by the dragon wings alive, but there was no fragility and resentment, or only arrogance!

The dragon roared in the sky, resounding through the nine heavens, crazy to the extreme!

After that, the entire dragon body exploded!

Ashes!

It seems that nothing is left!

No!

There was also a faint breath of dragon breath, a breath of arrogant and unyielding silver breath, which fell straight into the nine heavens and fell into the mortal world.

A deep well!

A seal!

There is no observability above the nine heavens, and there is a quiet lurking under the nine heavens.

............

"Wing tendon reshaping, is that so!?"

"Under the Nine Heavens, the thirteenth on the Ancient Crazy List, the Eighteen-Winged Sky Devouring Dragon!"

Tan Zimo slowly opened his eyes and put his wings into his body, after eight years, this long-lost feeling is already strange!

As the wings retracted, the mysterious deep well, the surging lightning had died down, and a faint black electric star rose in the air, enveloping everything here in a slight blur.

The silver dragon's breath stayed quietly in the spiritual sea, as if waiting for the next round of gluttonous feasts!

Reshaping the wing tendons, there is indeed a surprise, Tan Zimo looked at the spiritual sea, that silver dragon breath devoured the remaining phoenix golden qi, swallowed the purple qi from the east in the residual feathers, and devoured the five-star spiritual qi that he cultivated when he was seven years old, although it was still extremely weak, but with its blessing, his spiritual sea had reached the level of seven stars!

There was surprise, but the confusion was even greater.

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