The speed of that wild breath was very fast, and Xue Wenrui only felt the wild breath on his body, only to find that it should be a bloodshot. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The blood threads entered the lines of the cicada's wings, and the small wings suddenly became extremely bright, exuding a pale green color. The pair of tiny wings also seemed to come to life, and various lines moved on their backs.

Xue Wenrui was stunned to see the changes in the Heavenly Cicada Wings, over the years, the Heavenly Cicada Wings have been quietly staying in the body, and there has never been any movement, but why did they suddenly move today, is it because the Blood Sea Tree absorbs blood? Or is it because of the blood of the Spirit Sea Tree?

Before he could think about it, the entire Blood Sea Tree was already trembling, and then there was an even more subtle blood streak, which was pulled out from the root of the Blood Sea Tree, and the blood was winding and coiled, majestic and vicissitudes, faintly in the appearance of a dragon.

"True dragon blood! This dragon snow lizard really has real dragon blood in its body? But wasn't the blood of the dragon snow lizard taken away by Lin Siqi?" Xue Wenrui looked shocked, he remembered that he had once asked the other party for blood with a dead face.

"No, this true dragon's blood is too small, if it weren't for his own divine thoughts, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see the appearance of the dragon, this should be a small half of the true dragon's blood, and most of the rest should be in Lin Siqi's place. ”

The wisp of true dragon blood only paused for a moment, and then flew towards the location of the cicada wings on its back. On the way, this trace of true dragon blood was still struggling, as if it was really alive, and a faint roar came into his brain.

It's just that this true dragon's blood is less than half a thread, and it is too weak, so I can only watch myself being sucked into the wings of the cicada.

In the wings of the cicada, a slightly brown head poked out, and the body below the head was the bloodshot with a wild aura just now.

Under Xue Wenrui's divine thoughts, he found that this bloodshot looked somewhat similar to a gangrene worm: "This is a cicada larva? But why do cicada larvae hide in the Spiritual Sea Tree?"

At the beginning of the auction of cicada wings, Xiao Gaoyi once said, "Cicadas under a thousand years old have become wooden cicadas, more than a thousand years can be advanced to silver cicadas, and when they reach 10,000 years, they can become golden cicadas!"

This cicada wing is about 800 years old, and it should be considered a young cicada, so the blood in its body looks like this, and it seems to be the same as the larvae of a cicada.

As for why the blood of the cicada appeared in the "chestnut" under the tree of the spiritual sea, it was because the blood of the cicada was too weak and could dissipate at any time, so it was "collected" by the "chestnut". Of course, for this, Xue Wenrui could not know.

"I didn't expect that in the wings of this superb cicada, I really had to refine the blood ......of the cicada! I'm afraid that the person who refines himself will not find out. Sure enough, it was really unfortunate that Xiao Gaoyi said that this magic weapon really has the possibility of growing into a magic weapon. It's just that the blood of the cicada is to be ......" Xue Wenrui's expression was solemn and he thought of a possibility.

Sure enough, just as he thought, the blood of the real dragon finally swayed, flew to the blood of the cicada in the shape of a "gangrene", and was swallowed by it in one gulp.

After swallowing the blood of the true dragon, the blood of the cicada did not return to the tree of the Spirit Sea, but retracted into the pattern of the cicada. Gradually, on Xue Wenrui's back, the lines of the cicada's wings became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared.

At the same time, what disappeared was the phantom of the pair of wings in the sea of gods.

"Ahh

Just when he was extremely anxious, there was a sudden "snort" sound from his back, his clothes were torn, and a pair of slightly silvery-white wings stretched out from his back.

The wings were wet, with a faint silver light flowing on them, and there were traces of blood, like a small bird that had just come out of the belly of the mother bird.

Xue Wenrui was stunned, strange things happen every year, and there are really a lot of things on him. He looked nervously at the shrunken wings: "This thing, it's the cicada wings, why does it look like it grows on itself?"

His mind moved slightly, and the wings on his back really reacted, as if he wanted to try to open, but he was a little weak.

Xue Wenrui's expression became even more nervous, his mind moved again, and the wings on his back fluttered violently and opened.

It was a pair of silvery-white wings, just over a foot long, about the size of his own arms. The wings spread as far as they could, shaking slightly in the air, and the blood and stains on them gradually fell.

"Could it be that the promotion has become a magic weapon? Because of the promotion to a magic weapon, there will be such a change?" Xue Wenrui was terrified in his heart, as if something bad had happened. He carefully pinched his fingers on the wing.

"Ouch! it hurt......s! This ......" Xue Wenrui's face was pale, and he didn't want to say a word, this thing really grew on himself.

The cicada wings were lost and recovered, he should have been happy, but it was strange that he could be happy to see that this thing that was obviously a magic weapon had become a part of his body.

With two hands and two feet, and a pair of wings, whether you are a human or a demon. Just now, I was still thinking that I had lost my wings, and it would be more difficult to return to Xinlu Town safely, but now it's good, I don't have to go back, and if I go back, I will be killed by other monks.

Xue Wenrui retracted his wings, and his face was a hundred unwilling, how could a good superb magic weapon become like this. In the past, when it was time to cast it, the cicada wing would appear on the back out of thin air without tearing the clothes, but when it was not needed, it was just a pattern on the back, and it did not hinder itself in the slightest.

But now it's good, out of thin air, there is an extra pair of wings hanging on the back, looking at it, no matter how you put on clothes, you can't hide it.

Do you really want to stay here in the Ningtai Mountain Range for the rest of your life? There are no pills, no rune arrays, no spirit stones, only demon beasts, can you cultivate for a long time? Or do you only take the path of refining your body?

"No! I have to go back! I have to go back to see my parents and see Xiao Haonan and them! I also promised Mo Jianchen to help me participate in the Southern Regions Alliance! How can I break my promise!" Xue Wenrui gritted his teeth and showed a resolute expression.

He began to try to put his wings away, and silently recited the mantra to take back the magic weapon, but after reciting it ten times, the wings did not show at all.

He reached into his mind again, searching for the shadow of the wings in his body. In the past, when he spread or retracted his wings, he would lock on to this phantom with his divine thoughts. Ke Tsai searched carefully for an hour, but found nothing else except the dark place at the bottom of the Spirit Sea Tree that the gods could not penetrate.

"Could it be that he hid at the bottom of the Spirit Sea Tree?" Xue Wenrui's face was ugly, that place, he would explore it whenever he had time, and he had explored it tens of thousands of times, but there was no progress at all. If the phantom of the cicada wings really ran into it, he could only stare dryly, and there was nothing he could do.