Chapter 37: Cultivating Demon Wings
"Bang, bang, bang......" In a cave in Sky Wolf Peak, the fire was burning, crackling, and radiating heat.
In front of the fire, the boy sat with the little wolf. The boy flipped the roast chicken roasted on the flame, and sprinkled some secret spices from time to time, while the little wolf looked at the roast chicken with the tantalizing aroma with the wound on his tongue* front paws, and drooled drop by drop.
A man and a wolf tacitly keep quiet, forming a rather comical picture.
The dragon soul looked at the roast chicken, and thought of his younger brother Dragon Heart.
It was the same when he was a child, he and his younger brother caught pheasants in the back mountains together, and every time they caught pheasants, they were covered with chicken feathers, laughing at each other, and roasting pheasants together at the secret base, watching his younger brother drool......
How beautiful life was at that time, the family was strong and prosperous, and the dragon soul was still the son of the family's Tianjiao, carefree all day long, and crazy with the dragon heart......
The dragon soul thought about it, and a gentle smile appeared on its face.
But now, everything is gone, talent, family, status, and ...... Brother. He became destitute, and even his dearest brother left him.
Why? Why? Why did God arrange it this way?
Flames almost burst out of the dragon soul's eyes, and his hands were squeezed tighter and tighter, and his slender nails sank into his palms, stabbing painfully. But he didn't mean to let go, he punched the stone slab where he was sitting, and coldly spit out a few words: "I will go against the sky!"
The fist hit the stone slab, "Boom!" The little wolf was so frightened that he blocked his head with his paws. After a long time, the little wolf put down his two paws, and the dragon soul was still roasting the pheasant as if nothing happened, and on the stone slab where he was sitting, there was a pit about seven or eight centimeters deep, the size of which was just the size of the dragon soul's fist.
The dragon soul took out a clean branch and forked it on the side of the roast chicken, and pulled out the Nether Blood Dagger from his waist, and the dagger with a little blood red in the darkness slashed silently, and the roast chicken had been split in two. Fine traces of blood oozed from the dagger, eroding away the fat left behind by the roast chicken, and then disappeared again. "What a strange dagger. The dragon soul muttered, plunging the dagger back into his waist.
If the previous owner of the dagger was here, he would definitely scold the dragon soul, this is like killing a chicken with a knife, cutting a roast chicken with a nether blood dagger, it is really a tyrannical thing. The Netherworld Blood Dagger is made by soaking the blood water of the Yellow Spring in the Netherworld Mansion, which is as famous as the Ghost Mansion for 7749 days, and the dagger must be cast with the dark iron of the Yin, otherwise it will not be able to withstand the soaking and erosion of the Yellow Spring Blood Water. The materials are basically rare items in the Netherworld, which shows that the strength of its former owner is strong, but unfortunately it has died and fallen, allowing the dragon soul to pick up the leak.
"Give. The dragon soul handed a larger part of the roast chicken to the little wolf, and the little wolf's eyes showed a look of vigilance, but after all, it is only a few years old children's intelligence, how can it resist the temptation of food, not to mention that the dragon soul has often roasted pheasants since childhood, needless to say, he also blended secret spices, and the roasted pheasant is called a fragrant!
The little wolf hugged the roast chicken and tore it hard, his eyes full of joy.
The dragon soul looked at the little wolf's eating, and he also picked up a chicken leg and gnawed it.
After more than ten minutes, the dragon soul was already full, and the little wolf was still gnawing on chicken bones. The dragon soul handed it the small half of the roast chicken that he had left, and said with a smile: "You can eat it slowly, and by the way, help me protect the Fa." ”
The little wolf nodded contentedly, and the dragon soul hummed, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged on the stone slab with a solemn expression.
The dragon soul quickly scanned the memories in his mind, and a large amount of information flowed in the dragon soul's brain. "There is!" "There is!" The Chinese character in the brain stays in front of three big characters: Magic Wings. Demon Wing, is a very practical martial art, the last time I escaped from the ghost mansion, the dragon soul used it, but unfortunately I couldn't use it anymore. "Is it finally on now? that's it!" the dragon soul muttered.
"Boom!" The dragon soul only felt trembling, and the Yuan Shen came to a pitch-black space, and the two Yuan Force condensed into wild grass characters suspended in front of him: Demon Wing. He touched the two big characters, and the big characters turned into Yuan Li, and Yuan Li condensed into eight columns of block letters, namely:
The first weight: thundering bat wings;
Second: Bright Wings;
The third layer: Dark Blood Wings;
Fourth: Wings of Destiny;
Fifth: Thick Earth Crystal Wings;
Sixth: Blazing Phoenix Wings;
Seventh: Extreme Ice Wings;
The Eighth: Storm Dragon Wings;
The dragon soul touched the three words "first heavy", and the pitch-black space instantly turned into a dark cloud, and the wind and clouds surged, and the roar was strong and weak, as if it was provoking the dragon soul. The other sevenfold Yuan Force characters slowly dispersed, leaving only the first one. Suddenly, purple-blue lightning blasted in front of the dragon soul, converging into a pure thunder power next to the only remaining Yuan Force words, and slowly carved out the cultivation method of thundering bat wings: "Yuan Force leads thunder, and thunder power condenses wings." I am thunder, and the thunder is too fast to cover my ears......"
The dragon soul silently read the words in front of him, and the condensation of the thundering bat's wings continued to be deduced in his mind, and fine sweat oozed from his forehead.
"Whew!" the dragon soul exhaled, he looked at the purple-blue lightning bolts wandering among the clouds around him, smiled meaningfully, and said, "Start officially cultivating the Thunder Bat Wing." First of all, Thunder Quenching Body!"
The surrounding lightning seemed to understand his words, and began to converge towards the dragon soul!
"Boom!" A teacup-thick bolt of lightning slammed straight into the dragon soul's body, "woo" The dragon soul's face was full of pain, and the thunder and lightning swam over him, refining his limbs and bones. However, in reality, he is also shining with thunder, and it is the power of the thunder sealed in the martial arts that is refining his **, which is another major benefit of the martial arts magic wing, which combines body refining and body method, that is to say, the magic wing is also a body refining martial art.
"It's more painful than I imagined, but ......" his eyes flashed with stubbornness: "The road against the sky is already painful!Come on!" He roared, and the thunder and lightning seemed to be angry, and they blasted towards the dragon soul one after another, not giving him a chance to breathe at all.
"Ah!!h
"Come again!" the dragon soul shouted at the surrounding thunder and lightning, the stubbornness in his eyes burned more and more like flames, and his delicate face was full of hideousness because of pain!
"Ah!!h
The roar of the dragon soul echoed in this space, and the stubbornness in his eyes never weakened, but as time passed, his eyes seemed to flicker with a blue arc of electricity.
For a long time, the dragon soul didn't know how many thunderbolts it had suffered, but its consciousness was not weakened by the pain.
The thunder finally stopped, but it wasn't the end, just the calm before the storm.
About a few hundred meters in front of the dragon soul, countless purple-blue lightning bolts converged in a bucket-thick golden lightning, and slowly, the golden lightning seemed to begin to twist and form, and crackled all around its body.
Suddenly, the golden lightning quickly condensed into a ball, and immediately, a powerful aura emanated from the ball, as if something was being conceived inside.
"Click, roar!" The ball cracked open and turned into a three-clawed golden dragon, roaring at the dragon soul!
This is a heavenly thunder, and it has turned into a dragon thunder, which is more than thousands of times more powerful than ordinary purple-blue lightning.
"Ah!!" The three-clawed golden dragon rushed into the body of the dragon soul, and at the same time, in reality, the little wolf looked at the dragon soul covered in golden thunder in shock, and the golden thunder and lightning almost wrapped the dragon soul!
In the "Drink, !!" martial arts space, the dragon soul used all its strength to absorb the heavenly thunder into its body, and used perseverance to consume the heavenly thunder little by little.
Slowly, the heavenly thunder became more and more restrained, and finally became the power in his body in the roar of the dragon soul.
"Whew!" The dragon soul opened its arms, and a large amount of incomparably pure thunder power poured out from his body, converging on his back!
A pair of purple-black bone wings slowly formed behind him, "Wow!" The bone wings opened suddenly, and a dark golden film of thunder and lightning quickly condensed on the bone wings, which was the power of heavenly thunder! At this moment, the dragon soul was like a thunder and lightning demon god, and the thundering bat wings behind it made the heavens and the earth change color.
The thundering bat wings shook slightly, and the figure of the dragon soul disappeared in an instant, and it had already soared above a hundred meters!