When Xuanyuan Dragon's fighting spirit entered the wings of Kunpeng, the pair of wings suddenly broke out from the scroll, and a red light burst out from the wings of Kunpeng.

Xuanyuan Long felt a numbness coming from his back, and then it seemed as if his skin was growing.

After reaching a certain moment, the numb feeling finally disappeared. Xue also looked forward and looked at Xuanyuan Long's back and laughed softly.

"It's done?" Xuanyuan Long asked in confusion, but stood up.

"It's done." Xue Ran said calmly. Perhaps the pain that inlaid the Kunpeng Wings on his body was very difficult for others, but it can be said that the only thing Xuanyuan Long was not afraid of was the pain. Most of the pain nerves on Xuanyuan Long's body had already died, so he could so simply inlaid the Kunpeng Wings on him.

I saw that the back of Xuanyuan Dragon was covered with a pair of wings tattoos, and the lifelike wings wrapped the entire back of Xuanyuan Dragon.

"Try to activate the fighting spirit." Blood suggested.

Xuanyuan Long's mind moved, and his fighting spirit was injected into Kunpeng's wings.

"call."

A pair of blood-red wings immediately spread out from the back of Xuanyuan Dragon, occupying a large area of ​​space in the cave. The spreading wings were six meters long and three meters long and two meters wide. The huge wings immediately wrapped the Xuanyuan Dragon in it under the control of Xuanyuan Dragon. When it was not needed, the two wings would be gathered together on the side of Xuanyuan Dragon God, only half a meter away, which would not affect the movement of the body. But when it was spread, the shock brought by the huge wings was very huge.

The blood-red Kunpeng wings flashed by blood, and its edge was as sharp as this. The wings shook, and bursts of sounds of breaking through the air suddenly burst into the air.

"How do you feel?" Xue looked at Kunpeng's Wings and asked.

"Yeah, it's not bad." Xuanyuan Long said indifferently, but the smile at the corner of his eyes still revealed his joy.

"The wings of Kunpeng are worthy of being made of Kunpeng's wings. Their hardness is probably to block other attacks from the Soul Fighting Level without breaking, and can attack or defend." After exploring the wings of Kunpeng, he slowly said.

Xuanyuan Long nodded slightly, "It will be called Blood Wings from now on."

Xuanyuan Long said, but he took a step forward and moved the boulder blocking the hole, and then spread his wings and flew out.

As soon as he entered the sky, Xuanyuan Long suddenly felt unable to maintain his balance and began to move freely in the air. If he fell from the air, he would lose his skin even if he didn't die.

In the dangerous moment, Xuanyuan Long's head became more and more calm. The fighting spirit that entered the blood wings on his back began to slowly control his wings and flap his wings.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Long flew up against the ground again. He finally avoided being thrown into a meat pie. Looking at Xuanyuan Long who had begun to try to fly in the sky, he also laughed in a low voice. After all, this is how he can use the blood wings to fight faster.

In the next few days, Xuanyuan Long spent almost every day in the air, constantly trying to fly a little more.

Although Kunpeng's Wings are not other fighting wings at the Soul Fighting Level, their speed is not weaker than those at the Soul Fighting Level. They are even more than that.

Xueshu observed Xuanyuan Long controlling the blood wings and constantly trying new moves, "Let's try it."

The blood that had itchy skills finally flew to Xuanyuan Long and suggested.

Looking at the flying blood, Xuanyuan Long controlled the blood body that appeared without retreating, and the speed was almost a hundred meters and two seconds long. He just flashed and appeared in front of the blood body. The frost sadness in his hand stabbed the blood in the blood without stopping, which seemed to be unprepared.

When Frost Sadness approached the blood mist, a fist suddenly appeared in the blood mist, and the two collided. Xuanyuan Long immediately took three steps back. But what was stuttering was that the blood actually took a step back before stopping his body.

It turned out that Xuanyuan Long had added the power of spiral when he stabbed Frost's sadness. Although he was not a match for Blood head-on, with the power of spinning, even Blood suffered a small loss when he was careless.

The blood, who took a step back, naturally had a faster reaction than Xuanyuan Long. After the blood retreated slightly, it appeared in front of Xuanyuan Long in an instant. A ray of fighting energy shot directly at Xuanyuan Long, and at the same time, a circle of blood mist also hit him.

Xuanyuan Long, whose body was still retreating, had no time to accumulate strength to fight. But just as the fighting spirit approached his body, the blood wings gathered in front of him, blocking the blood attack.

After the bloody Douqi shot to the blood wings, a spark splashed, but it did not hurt its roots. And that punch was naturally blocked by Xuanyuan Long's blood wings.

Although the blood wings blocked the blood's fist, the huge power contained in it still knocked Xuanyuan Long away.

Looking at Xuanyuan Long flying upside down, Xue was unreasonable and wanted to attack again. But before the fist was attacked, he found that Xuanyuan Long's body had changed direction and flew down obliquely to avoid the locking of Blood.

The whole body even rotated, with blood wings. A six-meter-sized vortex suddenly appeared not far from the blood.

The explosion of Dou Qi fluctuations and blood were slightly surprised. With the help of the power of the vortex, Xuanyuan Long was finally able to face the blood head-on.

The moment Xuanyuan Dragon rotated, he attacked blood, but his speed was not weaker than blood. Looking at Xuanyuan Dragon flying in, the blood mobilized the fighting spirit and was not avoiding it.

The two collided in an instant.

A metal friction sounded, and there were sparks emitted from the edge of Xuanyuan Dragon's blood wings. However, the blood mist of blood began to slowly fade away under the vortex of Xuanyuan Dragon.

With constant friction, the blood mist continued to dissipate. But after a few breaths, Xuanyuan Long's body was forced to stop because one of the blood's hands had already grasped the blood wings.

I really don’t know what the blood’s hand is made of. With the flesh and blood body, facing the high-speed blood wings, I can actually grasp it, but now is obviously not the time to discuss this issue.

The blood-red feathers in Xuanyuan Long's blood wings were instantly separated when they were caught. The feather containing the fighting spirit suddenly pierced into the blood mist. Even the blood did not expect that the blood wing could be used like this.

When the feathers entered the blood mist, the blood's hand holding the blood wings instantly released and retreated at the same time.

But just as he flew back, a burst of sound suddenly burst out from the blood mist. It turned out that after the feathers entered the blood mist, the fighting spirit in it actually exploded, which was equivalent to the power of the small version of the fighter's self-explosion explosion in the blood mist, and the effect brought was not a little bit or two.

Faced with Kunpeng's feathers injected with Dou Qi, the corrosiveness of the blood mist could not be effective. Although it was corroded, the effect was much worse. However, the feather did not dissipate after the explosion. Instead, it turned into small pieces of debris, shooting towards the blood in the blood mist.

The blood mist suddenly began to dissipate into space, and many places disappeared due to the lack of blood support. After a while, a reduced version of the blood dragon finally appeared in front of Xuanyuan Long.

Is this the body of blood? The blood dragon in the forbidden area is much smaller.

The blood dragon that appeared in front of Xuanyuan Long did not attack again. The feather debris that flew in is worth mentioning to him. Even if the fighting spirit of the fighter is strange, it is impossible to break through his own subject.

When the feather debris shot into the blood dragon, they were only bounced away, and no trace of debris broke through into the bloody body.

However, after the appearance of the body, the blood was nervous, for fear of awakening the deep memories of Xuanyuan Long. The blood has been reflected in the world for a long time because it is afraid of arousing the memories of Xuanyuan Long when he was a child.

Now he has regarded Xuanyuan Long as his friend or apprentice. If Xuanyuan Long understood that his tragic fate for more than ten years was caused by him, Xuanyuan Long didn't know that such emotions would erupt. At the same time, he had an important reason for him to stay in Xuanyuan Long's body, because of this reason that he would always help Xuanyuan Long. For people like them, interests are the first priority, and feelings can always be ranked second. Even Xuanyuan Long is the same.

Although Xuanyuan Long had already understood everything, when he saw the blood body, he still felt an unspeakable depression in his heart. Although the anger was suppressed very deeply, the blood was still observed.

But when facing Xuanyuan Long who had not mentioned it, Xue was also silent.

"Let's practice here today." Blood said, but the blood mist appeared again, covering the body and flew back into the cave.

Xuanyuan Long stared at the direction of the blood leaving, but began to practice flying again. He didn't care about what had happened before.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and another week has passed. After many days of practice, Xuanyuan Long has become familiar with the method of using Blood Wings.

The latter finally decided to leave and came to the cave to hide for more than a month. I think those who were pursuing have changed directions and searched.

After Xuanyuan Long recalled what he learned in the cave, he spread his blood wings and flew out from the cave. But the direction was not the road he came, but deeper into the jungle.
Chapter completed!