Chapter 221: The Sorrow of the Weak!
Among the Terrans, if such a situation happens, and the Yuanying Monk is blocked by a thousand Terrans, I am afraid that the result will be that the Yuanying Monk will be furious and a thousand people will die. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 But among the Tianyi Clan, no matter how high the cultivation is, it can't kill even one Tianyi Clan in the Qi refining period.
This is not only written on the clan rules, but also deeply engraved in the hearts of all the Tianyi clans!
Therefore, although he was very irritated by the Tianyi clan who were sit-in and demonstrative, Tian Songming's heart was only thinking about how to punish these guys and make himself happy, but he didn't think about killing them at all.
But after thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't come up with any good ideas. In particular, the old patriarch who disappeared has now become a thorn in his heart, as long as he thinks that there is no trace of that guy now, Tian Songming feels irritable.
At this moment, the pair of steel wings behind him moved slightly, as if they wanted to spread their wings and fly. Faintly, Tian Songming felt a voice, calling for the wings to fly away.
"What's going on? What happened to the Wings of Heaven? What is calling to it?"
Tian Songming's head was tightly locked, and he couldn't help but think of the battle with the old patriarch in the Flying Heaven Hall before.
That is, the Wings of Heaven, which can only exert 30% of its power normally, can suddenly exert 50% of its power. The old patriarch's Blood Demon Slaughter was very powerful, even if he used the Heavenly Wings with fifty percent of his strength, he still couldn't beat them, and he was almost defeated, but at the critical moment, the Heavenly Wings actually liberated ten percent of his strength, and suddenly the old patriarch who held the Blood Demon Slaughter in his hand was instantaneous.
The wings of heaven are powerful, he knows it. In the past, he relied on the wings of heaven and the cultivation of the quasi-Yuan Infant to defeat the old patriarch.
But that time in the Flying Heaven Palace, the old patriarch was holding the Blood Demon Slaughter in his hand, which had the same name as the Wings of Heaven, and was even more powerful in terms of lethality.
At that time, Tian Songming knew deeply that the Heavenly Wings still had a powerful power that had not been excavated. At that moment, the moment when the wings of heaven were completely liberated, that kind of powerful power, made Tian Songming deeply infatuated.
After the battle, the Heavenly Wings returned to the state of Sancheng's strength, but Tian Songming remembered that feeling, and during this time, while he was busy with affairs, he often consulted ancient books to find out the secrets of the Heavenly Wings.
At this moment, the wings of the sky were about to fly, and a faint call came, and Tian Songming was excited in his heart, and said secretly: "Could it be that the secret of the wings of the sky is about to be solved?"
He left the room, went into the courtyard, spread his wings, and flew up, following the faint sense.
The speed at which Tian Songming arrived was much earlier than Guan Bufan imagined. Only a quarter of an hour later, a figure flew straight down from Tiangong Mountain. Although the speed of the Yuan Infant Stage is extremely fast, the distance between the Tianyi clan and this place is not close, and the fact that Tian Songming can come so quickly must have the relationship of Tianyi Wing.
"Is it here? Why can't you sense the exact location?"
Tian Songming's eyes flashed, urging his spiritual power to make himself stay on the top of the forest, and a pair of steel wings were completely open behind him.
Guan Bufan hid in a tree not far away, and it was the first time for him to look at the pair of wings that were originally on his back at such a close distance.
Under the sun, every feather of the wings shimmered with metallic light, and under this light, the runes shone brightly.
The Wings of Heaven were much larger than before, fully open and ten meters long, and their broad wings blocked a large area of sunlight, casting a shadow in the forest.
Guan Bufan wanted to sigh, but he was afraid of being heard by Tian Songming, so he had to give up.
He took out a black chip the size of a fingernail and attached it to the center of his eyebrows, and the chip stuck to the center of his eyebrows.
As soon as his mind moved, in the distance, a figure exactly like him appeared above the trees. It's just that the figure is very illusory, and it looks fake.
Idea projector - forms a projection, which is manipulated by the mind
"The new patriarch of the Tianyi Clan, Tian Songming, long time no see!"
The appearance of the projection is exactly the same as Guan Bufan, and the sound is exactly the same. Guan Bufan had also thought about hiding his figure before, but he thought that the purpose of his negotiation with Tian Songming was to make him his temporary bodyguard. At that time, his body shape and physiognomy will still be discovered.
Of course, Guan Bufan also thought about the failure of the negotiation, but if you want to get benefits, you always have to pay a little price. And even if Tian Songming wanted to kill himself at that time, with the Wings of Heaven on his back, he was still worried that he wouldn't be able to run away?
Hearing the voice, Tian Songming turned around and flew over. Of course, the illusory figure of the projector was seen through by him at a glance.
"Who are you, and why are you hiding?"
"Patriarch, I'll get straight to the point, I want to talk to you about something. ”
"Talk about things, then you have to show a little sincerity, at the very least, come out yourself. ”
"It's too low in the lower cultivation, you are a Yuan Infant Monk, I'm not, I'm afraid that the patriarch will kill people directly in anger, which is not good. ”
On top of the projection, there is naturally no cultivation. Tian Songming's spiritual sense was swept away, not only the projection, but even the surroundings were swept by his spiritual sense.
With his cultivation in infancy, although it was only a random sweep, the scope of his spiritual sense also shrouded Guan Bufan in the distance. But Guan Bufan's ability to evolve at a high speed has long fused him with the environment of the forest, and if you don't look carefully, what you find is just a tree.
Finding nothing, Tian Songming chuckled lightly and said, "If you can evade my spiritual sense, your cultivation is not weak." ”
"No, no, no, my cultivation is very weak, and besides, my form is here, if you think about it, you can remember me. The reason why I was not discovered by your spiritual sense was only because I was not here at all, but far away. This projection is just a small means. ”
Staring at the projection, with the strong memory of the Yuan infancy, it was easy to think of the boy who performed well in the Flying Heaven Palace.
"You're... The Qi Refining Cultivator of Iron King City, Guan Bufan, right?" Saying this, a look of anger flashed in Tian Songming's eyes, and he made up his mind that if this guy didn't tell him the reason later, he would have to teach him a good lesson.
After figuring out the identity of this person, Tian Songming immediately lost much interest. The Qi Refining Cultivator and the Yuanying Cultivator negotiated, are you kidding?
"Well," the projection sighed, "although it is indeed me, what I want you to remember is another thing, my identity." We've met before. ”
Tian Songming thought about it, but he couldn't think of anything. The anger in his eyes became even thicker.
Guan Bufan clearly saw Tian Songming's expression through the machine under the projection and the chip in the center of his eyebrows, and his heart was helpless and angry.
This is the sorrow of the weak, who have their wings torn off and used to refine them into magic weapons, and they are simply forgotten when they are done. The spiritual power of the Yuan Infant Cultivator is naturally very strong, and even his memory is extremely powerful. But Tian Songming can't remember himself, and he can see what an inconspicuous little role he is in Tian Songming's heart!
"Tearing off my wings and throwing me from the sky, all these hatreds are in my heart. Sooner or later, one day, I will take back my wings, and I will make you remember me forever!!"