The young pterosaur is five or six meters long, and its wings are almost seven or eight meters wide, but this is already very huge for Qin Yang. But he doesn't understand what Master Ba means by getting these pair of pterosaur wings, and
, what does what I said just now mean, what does it mean to let him drink dragon blood just for these wings.
Master Ba squinted his eyes and smiled. How could he not know the doubts in Qin Yang's heart, but he just couldn't hold back and said it in a hurry.
The feeling of being whetted was not pleasant. Qin Yang was so worried that he cursed: "Damn it, you are hiding this damn thing. What are you planning on doing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a violent shudder in his head. He covered the place where he was hit and yelled again: "Old bastard, I didn't mess with you, why did you hit me?"
"Little bastard, I'm doing everything for you, but you still dare to yell at me. If you don't hit anyone, I'll hit you anyway."
Bang bang bang~
When Master Ba had vented enough and Qin Yang was full of green blood, Master Ba pointed at the pair of wings and explained slowly: "Don't look at them as just a pair of dead things. I just told you that with them
You can travel thousands of miles a day, as long as you pour vitality into your wings, they become yours. It is your damn luck that you can break into the Dragon Burial Cave."
In fact, the Eighth Master has not finished saying some words. Another point is that Qin Yang is holding the Tianjue Sword. If it were not for the Tianjue Sword in his hand, there would be nothing to look at these wings. Even the Eighth Master would not be able to remove it from childhood.
Cut off the body of a pterosaur.
Qin Yang's ability to obtain pterosaur wings was a matter of chance and luck, and it seemed like destiny.
"So awesome!"
Master Ba glared at Qin Yang angrily: "Nonsense, these are the wings of a pterosaur. In ancient times, pterosaurs were the overlord among the aerial monsters, and not many monsters could match them in flying speed."
With a grunt, Qin Yang swallowed hard. Now that he has entered the Yuanyang realm, his strength has changed qualitatively. If he adds this pair of pterosaur wings, he will be even more powerful, giving him an advantage in speed.
It is said that even if you encounter a strong person in the Dao Fei Realm, even if you are defeated, you still have hope of escaping.
When I met Zilin in the Cloud Swamp, it wasn't that Qin Yang's three thousand steps of transformation was so weird, but Zilin didn't intend to kill him, just to attract Murong Tianqi, otherwise he would have survived.
Chance.
Of course there is still a question, now that the wings are here, how to use them as an auxiliary weapon that can fly?
It's not that Qin Yang is ignorant, auxiliary weapons that allow people to fly are really rare. Warriors who can fly rely on their own strength and use their vitality to propel them, but their flying distance is very limited.
"Baby, can you fly if you let me tie it to your body?"
"Idiot!" Master Ba was so angry that he hated iron for not becoming steel. Sometimes he felt that Qin Yang was a little clever, but sometimes he was unbearably stupid. He said depressedly: "I poured you dragon's blood, you thought it was for nothing.
, Damn it, your strength only improved on the basis that I allowed you to control these pterosaur wings."
Qin Yang touched his nose. He drank the dragon's blood, and he had some dragon blood in his body. Could it be that the power of this little blood has some connection with the pterosaur wings?
"Hey! What kind of understanding do you have? It's all in vain that I asked you to practice mental telekinesis." Master Ba sighed secretly, stretched out his hand to grab it, and sucked the pterosaur wings into the air out of thin air. Then he said to Qin Yang: "Stand over here."
"Oh oh oh." Qin Yang quickly stood in front of the pterosaur wings, and Master Ba spoke again at this time: "Be still and concentrate, just imagine that it is your own wing."
Hearing this, Qin Yang murmured in a low voice: "But I am a human being, where do I get wings? I can't even think about it.
"
Touch~
Another bang was hit on the head, and Ba Ye roared: "Stop talking nonsense, just do whatever I ask you to do. If you still want it, don't throw it away."
"Yes, why not?"
According to Master Eight's request, Qin Yang closed his eyes slightly and calmed down to feel the weak blood in his body. At first, the "little guy" still felt a sense of rejection, but as time went by and Qin Yang's unremitting efforts
, finally successfully established a relationship with it.
At the agreed time, Qin Yang suddenly opened his eyes and felt a strange itch on his back. At the same time, he felt a lot heavier. When he turned to look at Master Ba, the latter showed a satisfied smile. Qin Yang hooked his hand and touched his back.
, the itchy place has been connected with the pterosaur wing.
"Okay?"
Master Ba nodded: "Inject vitality, you can try it."
"Okay!" After saying that, Qin Yang slowly poured vitality into the wings. As the vitality was poured into the wings, the wings began to move with his thoughts, as if they had grown by themselves, making him feel unprecedented joy and curiosity.
"Shall I fly?"
Ba Ye smiled and said nothing.
However, Qin Yang tried to flap his wings twice, and then he threw himself on the ground like a dog eating shit, crawled on the ground, spat out the dirt hard, turned around and cursed: "Old man, you are messing with me."
"I'm giving you a hard time. You are just a young eagle now. How you can fly is up to you." Master Ba cursed angrily.
"You are cruel!"
Next, Master Ba ignored him, and Qin Yang also learned to control his wings and began to flap, but what awaited him was not soaring high in the sky, but endless suffering.
In the vast open space, Qin Yang flapped his wings, jumped up and flew for more than ten meters before falling down. This was the first time he failed, but in order to control the pterosaur wings intact, he became more and more courageous.
, fell down and got up again, flew again, fell down again, and suffered constantly. However, as time passed, I gradually became familiar with the control of the pterosaur wings.
Quietly, another half month passed.
In the sky a hundred meters above, Qin Yang flapped his wings leisurely, carefully controlled, and soared in the air, but he could not hide his pride.
"Lao Ba, did you see that I can fly now? Hahaha, are you envious? I know this damn rabbit is envious."
The corner of Ba Ye's mouth twitched violently, and he roared at Qin Yang in the sky: "You little bastard, try calling me Rabbit again."
"Dead rabbit, dead rabbit, dead rabbit, what if I scream?"
"I'll kill you." Master Ba suddenly showed a strange smile, raised his hand and struck out of the air, and the powerful palm force roared into the sky with a sound of breaking through the air.
Seeing this, Qin Yang was shocked and hurriedly flapped his wings to avoid it. Unfortunately, he, who had just learned to control himself, lost his balance in a panic and fell down from the sky.
"Hey, I'm shooting a bird out of thin air!"
"If I beat you, I will never be done with you."
boom!
After hitting the ground hard, Qin Yang got up in disgrace, pointed at Master Ba in the distance and cursed.
"Boy, wait until you learn to fly before you start playing the piano. You are still too young."
"Hmph! Just wait until I fly to show you."
In the remaining time, Qin Yang practiced flying day and night. He hit the ground and hills countless times, and had many scars on his body. Fortunately, his body was stronger now and he recovered quickly. Finally,
After unremitting efforts, the pterosaur wings were completely controlled after a month.
Of course, during this period, Qin Yang not only learned to soar in the air, but also learned a lot of sprinting skills from the falcon. With an extra pair of wings, it would be too low-level to just fly in the air. He also had to learn to change directions.
, increase speed, stop quickly, etc.
"Huh~" Looking at the unfolded wings with satisfaction, Qin Yang smiled happily. With these pterosaur wings, he would be a great help to him in the future.
"Ahem, cough, yes, yes, the sparrow has finally ascended to the sky." The voice of Master Ba's dry cough came from behind him. Qin Yang turned around and looked at the smiling Master Ba, but then squeaked: "Of course."
"Okay, stop crowing. I forgot to tell you that compared to the speed of time in the outside world, you have already been delayed by a month. There are still two months left. If you can't find the earth dragon flower, the one named Xue will
Bye."
The smile on Qin Yang's face disappeared immediately. During this period of time, he was absorbed in the joy of improving his strength, and then he worked hard to practice pterosaur wings, and he really forgot about the time.
"It's time to go out." Qin Yang took a breath and his expression became serious.
"Go out. If you meet that black old man again and you are still in such a mess, I can only call you rubbish." Mr. Ba said with a faint smile.
Qin Yang rolled his eyes at Master Ba angrily, and said confidently: "If I meet him again, he will die."
"Show me the Seven Killing Swords once."
Qin Yang looked at Master Ba in confusion, wondering why.
"I'll beat you if I tell you to. Why are you standing there in a daze? You deserve a beating." Seeing Qin Yang's look, Ba Ye cursed in a loud voice.
"If you hit, hit."
This time, Qin Yang did not use the Tian Jue Sword, but took out the Dragon Stab Sword, and carefully practiced each sword technique of the Seven Killing Swords. His control over each move increased to a higher level, and his attack power was also far higher.
It's better than before, especially the swords that come together at the end are astonishingly lethal.
If there were masters from the second level of Yuanyang Realm here now, they would definitely be amazed at the attack power of this sword technique, and probably would not dare to follow it easily.
"I'll hit you once." Master Ba stretched out his hand and motioned Qin Yang to give him the Dragon Stab Sword.
After hesitating for a moment, Qin Yang was very puzzled. Could Master Ba be able to perform it better than him just by looking at it? He handed the Dragon Stab Sword to him without thinking.
Grabbing the Dragon Stab Sword, Ba Ye stirred up his energy, and there was a strong wave around him. He raised his sword to the sky, and suddenly slashed out with the sword.
Boom~
The moment the dragon stabbing sword was slashed out, the hill one kilometer away exploded, and a full two-thirds of it was turned into dust.
"The swordsmanship is indeed good." Ba Ye smiled, handed the sword back to Qin Yang, and then said: "You can think of a name for this sword."
name?
Qin Yang frowned slightly, thinking that since he was practicing the Seven Swords of Killing, every move seemed to have no name. Now, the Seven Swords Mahayana should have a resounding name. This is his strongest attack so far.
Recalling the power of this sword and the blow that Master Ba had just struck, Qin Yang looked up at the sky, pondered for a while, and said, "Let's call it Tianyao Xinghui."
"Tianyao Xinghui, haha, I hope you can really make it have that kind of power in the future."
ps: I went to the hospital at eight o'clock today, and I didn't come back until four o'clock. I decisively gave up my rest and coded, and finally finished a chapter. I'm so tired! Please save it, it's so tragic now!