In the gentle area of the lower reaches of the waterfall, Qingyuan floated in mid-air, and then the sky above Qingyuan was also covered with dark clouds at this time, and the dark clouds in the sky gathered above Qingyuan's head, and the lightning and thunder between the dark clouds were very terrifying.

The powerful dark clouds above the sky, after a short period of condensation, a pillar of light that was also pure white emerged straight out of the clouds, and then irrigated the Qingyuan in mid-air!

The white pillar of light looks terrifying, but if you look closely, you will find that this white pillar of light contains a strong concentration of pure energy.

"Bang bang bang!"

After the crisp three sound waves, the white pillar of light roared towards Qing Yuan, and then just when it reached Qing Yuan's forehead, it paused abruptly, and slowly merged into its forehead, under the injection of the clean white light pillar, Qing Yuan's originally well-proportioned back was abruptly growing a pair of wings!

The slightly slender Qingyuan's delicate face has recovered a lot of complexion, her fingers are beating slightly, as if she may wake up at any time, and the white wings behind her are like one with her, like a fairy descending to earth.

The dark clouds in the sky also slowly disappeared behind that pillar of white light, as if they appeared only to allow this pillar of white light to land.

Looking at Qing Yuan, who was a little haggard in mid-air, but it was fine, Xiao Yan let out a long sigh of relief, and the clenched fists under his sleeve robe were slightly loosened.

After all, the thundercloud was too terrifying, and Xiao Yan was also afraid that the white pillar of light would hurt Qing Yuan, so he couldn't help but have a scene in front of him.

At this time, Qing Yuan was irrigated by the solid Pei Yuan Dan and the white pillar of light of the mysterious dark clouds, and Qing Yuan's face, which had lost its color due to lethargy, slowly exuded a ruddy, and then only the wings behind it were the most conspicuous.

"Fighting Wings?" When Xiao Yan saw the wings behind Qing Yuan, he immediately had this idea. But if you look closely, you will find that Qingyuan's wings are different from ordinary Douzhiyi, the general Douzhiyi can be transformed as long as the Douwang level, while Xiao Yan's Douzhiyi is made of the wings of the Heavenly Demon Wind Clan, if the two are compared, its power is naturally Xiao Yan's Douzhiyi is more powerful.

On the other hand, the Dou Zhiyi behind Qingyuan seems to be connected with its flesh and blood, as if it was born with it.

"You kid, give me a good look!"

"How could this be Fighting Wings!" The Golden Dragon King also scolded angrily, and then looked at Qing Yuan in the sky as if he was thinking about something.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan also looked at it carefully, and then found that the wings behind Qingyuan seemed to be connected with his own flesh and blood, as if he was born, and immediately recalled the word angel that his ancestor Golden Dragon King said, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Well, it seems like there's some introduction." The Golden Dragon King also looked carefully beside Qing Yuan, and then without waiting for Xiao Yan to ask, with a wave of his finger, a small sapling-like thing in Xiao Yan's ring appeared on his hand out of thin air.

"Go!" The Golden Dragon King also spoke slowly.

Xiao Yan didn't say anything when he saw this, his ancestor Golden Dragon King must have his own way of doing this, Xiao Yan also looked around distracted and vigilant, and then his eyes slowly fell into the air.

The little sapling is the colorful healing flower that Xiao Yan got from the bottom of the ruin lake!

The colorful Yuyan flower is like a small sapling, seven flowers of different colors seem to be budding to be released, although the small sapling is small, but Xiao Yan can also feel an extremely powerful and pure power from its seven budding flower bones.

It's also strange to say, after the huge wings behind Qingyuan were born, there was no intention of taking them back, as if there was still that step away, otherwise according to the prescription, the current Qingyuan should have woken up.

When the colorful healing flower just appeared in the sky and saw Qingyuan, it was as if it had seen a favorite delicacy, and went straight to Qingyuan.

The Colorful Healing Flower just came to Qing Yuan's side, and it was very cheerful to surround Qing Yuan, compared to Xiao Yan's Pure Lotus Demon Fire, the latter seemed to like the breath on Qing Yuan's body more, and then the Colorful Yue Yan Flower was also full of humanity and bowed slightly to Qing Yuan, and after bowing, he went straight to Qing Yuan's jade hand.

A purple flower at the bottom of the Colorful Healing Flower, when it touched Qingyuan's finger, it sharply slashed Qing Yuan's finger, and then a drop of blood-red blood dripped onto the purple flower at the bottom of the Colorful Healing Flower.

When Qing Yuan's finger was just scratched, there seemed to be a trace of pain, and then the beautiful eyes also moved slightly, and then fell silent, and the finger also healed quickly after dripping a drop of blood.

Qing Yuan's blood had just dripped onto the purple flowers of the Colorful Healer Flame Flower, and no matter how Xiao Yan increased the pure flame power of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire on weekdays, there was no movement in the slightest, and the flower actually had a tendency to bloom slowly as if it had eaten a catalyst.

In just a few minutes, the purple flowers of the colorful healing flowers slowly shed some leaves, and then slowly bloomed.

The original small sapling plant of the Colorful Healing Flower looks particularly beautiful and moving when the purple flowers bloom.

The moment the purple flowers bloomed, streams of powerful purple energy emanated from the purple flowers of the Colorful Healing Flame Flower, like the purity of being out of the mud, and then the powerful purple energy poured into Qing Yuan's body in mid-air.

The purple energy just poured into Qing Yuan's body, and the white light in Qing Yuan's body was also generous, and then the white light and purple energy slowly fused together.

As time passed, the colorful healing flowers floated in front of Qing Yuan, and the purple flowers on the bottom of it were also blooming extraordinarily bewitching.

Qing Yuan had to go through the nourishment of the colorful healing flowers, and then the pair of originally white wings behind him also slowly changed towards purple, and in a minute, the wings had already completely transformed into a bewitching and elegant purple.

With the change in the color of the wings behind him, Qingyuan's beautiful eyes also moved slightly, and then opened his eyes.

Qing Yuan, who had just woken up because of his deep sleep, obviously hadn't figured out the state yet, and then looked around with sleepy eyes.

"Brother Xiao Yan!" Qing Yuan's crisp voice also sounded.

"How is that possible!"

"Purple Winged Angel?" Two completely different voices sounded in Xiao Yan's ears.

As these two voices sounded, Xiao Yan's pupils shrank tightly, and then the milky white flames enveloped his body.

Because of the two voices just now, one was obviously from his ancestor Golden Dragon King, and the other voice made Xiao Yan feel a tremor in his heart!

"I didn't expect it to be a pretty little girl." A voice like a silver bell appeared, and then a woman in blue clothes slowly walked towards Xiao Yan from the dark.

Ticket ticket ~

(End of chapter)