Chapter 63: The Golden Wings of the Roc

In the desperate valley where the red flames were burning, Yan Kuan's refining of the drought golem was also at its last moment.

The overall shape of this dartland puppet has not changed much from the original, but the surface of the body is shrouded in a strange purple, and under this purple, you can see the overflow of dark golden brilliance.

But compared to the massive deep purple light, that trace of dark gold can almost be ignored.

When its dark purple light reached its peak point, the momentum of the ascent also came to an abrupt end, and then the purple light slowly dimmed, and finally all the light sneaked into the puppet's body.

"The purple Heavenly Demon Puppet can reach the threshold of ancient power, which is not bad."

Yan Kuan felt the aura of this puppet, and had an understanding of its level in his heart.

According to the records of the Heavenly Demon Puppet, the demon puppets generally refined are divided into three classes, heaven, earth and man, and the best way to identify these three ranks is to look at the color of their skin, the sky is gold, the earth is silver, and the man is copper.

These three levels of puppets can evolve by absorbing the power of heavenly thunder and continuously strengthening the puppet, and theoretically, human-level demon puppets can also be promoted to heavenly demon puppets if they absorb enough power of heavenly thunder.

The Golden Heavenly Demon Puppet is roughly the same as the ordinary Xiantai Realm, and there is a special level above it, the dark purple puppet, which is one level higher than it, which is extremely rare. Yan Kuan didn't expect that a purple demon puppet would come directly to him for the first time in refining.

In the crimson flames, the Drought Demon Golem slowly straightened up, standing in the void without any strength, its eyes filled with hollow black.

Yan Kuan bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and a drop of blood containing a little soul mark slowly flew out, and finally landed accurately on the puppet's forehead, and finally turned into a thumb-sized dark red blood spot.

With this drop of blood entering the puppet's brain without hindrance, and after imprinting an indelible soul imprint there, the puppet's black empty eyes slowly added a little bit of vitality.

The Drought Demon Golem twisted its neck, which was still a little stiff, looked down at Yan Kuan, who was sitting cross-legged, and then his body fell, the soles of his feet fell to the ground, and he knelt on one knee, his head facing his direction, and slowly lowered.

Yan Kuan was slightly aware of his control over the puppet, this drought demon puppet would be his closest guard in the future, and he would never have a heart of betrayal.

"Dry, good."

As soon as Yan Kuan's heart moved, a red glow appeared in the eyes of the drought demon puppet, and his fist was clenched and blasted out directly, without bells and whistles, just such an ordinary punch.

The space in front of the Drought Demon Golem was turbulent, and in an instant, the void twisted hundreds of feet, and a mountain peak a hundred miles away instantly collapsed.

"This level of attack is still worse than the real power, but the strength of this physical body is still excessive, except for the special physique such as the Ancient Holy Body, the average great supernatural person is close to it, and maybe it will be directly torn apart."

Yan Kuanda briefly felt the power of this drought demon puppet, the drought demon that had lost the essence of separation from the fire almost fell to the sect master level, and the puppet refined with it as the main material could barely reach the purple level comparable to the power, which was already extremely lucky.

Yan Kuan refined the Drought Demon Puppet, and then set his eyes on all parts of the valley, the remaining ancient beast corpses had been sorted out by him before, refining a lot of powerful essence blood and precious materials, among which the most useful to him was a pair of wings of the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird.

"You are here to protect the Dharma for me."

Yan Kuan commanded the Drought Demon Puppet, and then took out the body of the golden-winged Dapeng bird that seemed to be made of gold, and his eyes gradually became hot, "I have been hungry for a long time to follow the master's continuous evolution of flying fighting skills." ”

Yan Kuan's hand moved, his eyes gradually closed, and a majestic soul power gradually spread out from the center of his eyebrows, and finally gathered together. Emperor Yan surged out, covering the body of the golden-winged roc bird along with the soul power.

"Boom!"

A low muffled voice suddenly exploded in his mind, and his spirit was in a trance, and a wonderful golden world appeared in front of him.

"Wow!"

The sound of Peng Qi came from the nine heavens, and above the endless sky, a golden golden-winged Dapeng bird circled and fell, and launched an attack on Yan Kuan, an uninvited guest.

"If you live, I am still afraid of you, and there will be some soul imprints left, and you dare to run rampant in front of me."

The Divine Flame of Yan Kuan's soul body rose instantly, the golden-colored world gradually distorted, and the fast-flying golden-winged Dapeng bird chirped again and again, but unfortunately this could not change any results, and in the end, it was still refined by Yan Kuan to dissolve the last trace of the divine soul brand.

The refining of the Dapeng Golden Wing was not as difficult as imagined, but it was relatively smooth and successful, and a few days later, the terrain of the Absolute Valley returned to peace and tranquility, and the refining flying fighting technique of Kuan was finally in the final stage.

The original golden-winged Dapeng bird had turned into a wriggling golden liquid at this moment, and under the high temperature of Emperor Yan, it magically transformed into a pair of huge golden wings of about three feet.

These golden-colored wings are the same as the wings of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, exuding a rich golden glow, containing an extremely strong and domineering aura.

Yan Kuan looked at this pair of formed golden wings, a touch of joy appeared in his eyes, and in the moment of his thoughts, the high temperature of Emperor Yan gradually changed, and the pair of golden wings continued to shrink, and finally turned into a pair of mini golden wings floating in front of him.

Yan Kuan stretched out his index finger, and a drop of crimson blood dripped out, and finally landed on the golden wing, the latter quickly absorbed the blood, and the golden brilliance instantly bloomed, and a golden light shot into Yan Kuan's body.

"It's an amazing feeling."

Yan Kuan felt a slight burning pain behind his shoulders, and as soon as his heart moved, he heard a snort, and the golden wings of the Dapeng that shimmered with golden light shot out from behind.

"Whew!"

The golden streamer swept across the sky, and Yan Kuan's figure reappeared, already floating in the ruins of the mountain peak hundreds of miles away.

"It's incredible. This time, I can go deeper. ”

Yan Kuan's face was full of amazement, and he returned to the valley in a flash, he looked at the depths of the Kunlun forbidden area, and his eyes showed a little expectation. Now that he has the two hole cards, the Drought Golem and the Roc Golden Wing, he is also ready to explore the depths of Kunlun.

"Let's go."

He turned around and took the medicine pod on top of the big green rock, and a round pill was born, and the rich danxiang swept through the canyon. Yan Kuan then gave an order to the Drought Golem, and the two figures quickly disappeared into the valley.

Not long after Yan Kuan and the others left, the Peerless Valley veins fluctuated, and a small white figure appeared, its small nose sniffing slightly in the air, revealing an intoxicated expression.