Jumping over a ravine, Xiao Yan slowly walked to the waterfall, his eyes swept cautiously around, and after not seeing any demonic beasts, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Coming to the place of the steep mountain wall, Xiao Yan carefully selected here for a long time, and then selected a cave four or five meters away from the ground, carefully climbing some wet and lubricated stones, Xiao Yan was like a spirit monkey, and quickly drilled into the pre-selected cave.

The inside of the cave is a little cool, but the area inside it is not small, so that Xiao Yan can live alone, which is obviously more than enough.

After carefully scanning the ground inside the cave a few times, and not finding anything left behind by the demonic beast, he was slightly relieved, and after a rough cleaning of the cave, he took out some purchased field materials from the ring, and built a soft and dry resting bed in the cave.

After installing some necessary living materials, Xiao Yan used a boulder to block the entrance of the cave so that only one person could pass through, and he would spend a lot of days here.

After doing this, Xiao Yan patted the dust on his hands, looked at the somewhat dim cave, groaned slightly, and then took out three moonstones from the treasure cave from the ring, and placed them in the grooves on the surrounding stone walls.

Looking at the rejuvenated cave, Xiao Yan grinned, sat on the soft bed, let out a long breath, and immediately crossed his legs, his hands in front of him to make a cultivation handprint, and slowly recovered the fighting energy consumed in his body and the mental exhaustion brought about by the nearly two-day rush.

With Xiao Yan's silence, his breathing gradually fell steadily, exhaling and inhaling, forming a perfect cycle, and between each alternation of breathing cycles, wisps of faint energy would emanate from the surrounding space, and finally follow Xiao Yan's breathing and enter his body. And after the refining of the meridians, it is stored in the cyclone in the lower abdomen.

In the quiet cultivation, Xiao Yan's mind sank into his body, and his strange inward vision allowed him to clearly watch the fighting spirit flowing in his body.

The mind passes through several main meridians and finally comes to the lower abdomen. The cyclone, which was the base of the fighting spirit, slowly rotated and appeared in the line of sight.

Seeing this magical cyclone again, Xiao Yan was slightly relieved in his heart, after nearly a year of cultivation, when he was promoted to fighter, he only had a milky white cyclone the size of a palm, but now, because of the Dou Qi Gong method, it was transformed into a pale yellow, and. The area is also much larger, and Xiao Yan can clearly feel the concentration of fighting qi contained in the cyclone now. It is ten times stronger than it was at the beginning, and it is not only martial arts.

Looking at those pale yellow fighting qi that was constantly entering the cyclone from the meridians. Xiao Yan smiled slightly. The mind slowly withdrew from the body. After the fighting qi in the body is completely recovered. Only then did he open his eyes and move the world.

Twisted lazily. Refreshed, I felt like I was back on Xiao Yan again. clenched his fists tightly. Xiao Yan could detect it. Because of the penance of the recent period. Now I have my own strength. Being from the five-star fighter. Step by step towards the six stars. Maybe another month or two. He should be able to enter the six-star earth level martial arts.

And when the time comes. If you remove the heavy sword ground bondage. Plus several of its own Xuan-level fighting skills. Maybe it will be able to compete with the Eight Star Fighters. Of course. The premise here is. That eight-star fighter. The level of the fighting skill that you are proficient in. It is lower than Xiao Yan. After all. Xiao Yandi exercises. It's only the lowest level of Rehmannia Order. This is his only weakness!

After the essence is regulated to a normal state. Xiao Yan flipped his palm. A black scroll appeared in his hand. It was that Xuan-level high-level flying fighting technique that moved the world.

Soar through the skies. It's everyone's dream. And for free flight. Xiao Yan was also very interested. Flight. It is the best guarantee for escaping. If there was no little doctor fairy land blue eagle that night. The two of them tried to escape the cliffs that were so surrounded. I'm afraid the difficulty will skyrocket.

Now the Earth Dou Qi Continent. Dou Qi Wing is a patent that only the strongest people above the king of Dou are patented. Strangers. Generally, you can only look at the sky and sigh. But Xiao Yan got a rare flying fighting skill by chance. But it is able to let him break away from this boundary.

Holding the scroll in both hands, Xiao Yan licked his lips, untied the carefully bound string on the scroll, and then slowly spread out the martial arts.

The pitch-black scroll was spread out, and the two pitch-black eagle wings were a little chilling in the eyes, because the pair of eagle wings were painted on the scroll, so the shape was not large, but it faintly exuded a little heat, looking at this strange appearance, it was obviously not a simple portrait of martial arts.

The eagle's wings are dark in color, faintly revealing some purple cloud patterns, looking at it carefully, the wings are like black steel, with a special metallic texture, the feathers on the eagle's wings exude a faint heat, Xiao Yan blew lightly on it, his face couldn't help but be slightly startled, only to see that under the light wind, the feathers on the eagle's wings were like real wings, and they were whisked up, which was extremely magical.

His eyes swept over the eagle's wings, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly stopped on a line of small characters on the side, blinked his eyes, and softly read out the martial arts.

"Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle, a fifth-order flying demonic beast, is rumored to have the sparse bloodline of an ancient phoenix, flight speed, among all flying demonic beasts, among the best, cunning and ferocious by nature, extremely difficult to capture, and only survives in the cloud Lan area in the south of the continent. ”

"Fifth-order demonic beast?" The tip of his heart shook, Xiao Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, that is equivalent to a human being, a fighting king powerhouse.

"This volume of fighting skills, the name of the eagle wing, also known as the purple cloud wing, is that I and a few friends spent three years, before successfully capturing a flame purple cloud eagle, with a secret method to take its wings, and finally formed this volume of flying fighting skills for people to practice, this fighting skill is painted by me with fighting qi before I died, only one person can practice, remember!"

"It's really a bull, you dare to grab a flying demonic beast at the level of the Dou King...", Xiao Yan was a little curious about what kind of level of powerhouse this predecessor who left these things?

Looking away from the small characters, Xiao Yan carefully stretched out his palm and gently touched the pair of slightly purple jet-black eagle wings.

"How do you feel it... Like the real thing?"

The touch of feathers from the palm of his hand surprised Xiao Yan, and he stroked his palm carefully again, his face suddenly changed, and he withdrew his palm as if he was electrocuted, and said in horror: "There is a soul in this eagle's wings?"

Xiao Yan's soul perception was extremely good, just now when he touched the eagle wings. It was clearly perceived that in the eagle wings, there was a violent soul full of tyranny.

"Hey, there's a hidden soul, but it's an unconscious soul. The old man's surprised voice suddenly came out of the ring on Xiao Yan's finger.

"Unconscious?" Stunned, Xiao Yan asked suspiciously.

"I think. This should be caused by the secret method of creating flying fighting skills in the past, well, the soul of the flying monster and the wings are stripped out, and finally fused together, of course, the fusion here must require some unique secret methods to match, to be able to form a real fighting skill... It's no wonder that the current flying fighting skills have almost been lost, and the original was in the process of being made. You also have to understand these weird things. Yao Lao smiled faintly and said with a martial arts.

"That's... Cultivating this thing shouldn't have any negative effect, right?" Xiao Yan asked with some apprehension.

"The soul you sensed just now should be that purple cloud carving, tempered after so many years. Its wisdom has mostly become the instinct of a beast, and as long as you are a little more vigilant when using it, nothing will happen. Yao Lao smiled and said with a smile.

Hearing Yao Laodi's words, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, he was a little afraid that if he cultivated this thing, he would let himself be controlled by the soul of the purple cloud eagle, after all, a fifth-order demonic beast. The wisdom possessed by humans is not inferior to that of human beings.

Turning his gaze to the black eagle wings on the scroll again, Xiao Yan carefully read the procedures on the side of the scroll on how to cultivate several times, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said softly: "It is said that in the process of cultivation, the soul of the purple cloud carving in the middle of the wing may attack the cultivator, if it can resist its soul attack. Then you will be able to continue cultivating, and if not, you will be advised to give up cultivating. ”

"Whew, it seems that if you want to practice this flying fighting skill, it's still a little dangerous. Exhaling a sigh, Xiao Yan sighed helplessly.

"If you want to get something, you have to pay something else. Yao Lao smiled faintly: "With your soul strength, you don't need to worry too much about the soul attack of the Purple Cloud Eagle. It is of the fifth order though. But now, it's just a remnant. It can't be the climate. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded slightly, then gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind to slowly stretch out his palm to move the world.

His palms moved to the scroll, lightly pressing his soft wings, and taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan's eyes slowly closed his martial arts.

Not long after the palm of his hand was attached to the wings, among the eagle wings, the tyrannical eagle soul suddenly let out a sharp cry that made the soul tremble, and the sound passed through the scroll, and finally followed Xiao Yandi's arm, like a drill, desperately impacting his brain.

Receiving an attack from the soul for the first time, Xiao Yan trembled suddenly, and his face turned a little white out of thin air.

"Shen Shen, guard your head, let it attack!" In the ring, there was the voice of Yao Lao's martial arts.

Gritting his teeth and nodding, Xiao Yan's soul perception was outside his head, surrounded by several circles of protection, and finally resisted the sharp scream that could reach the soul.

As if seeing that the soul hissing had no effect, the soul of the purple cloud eagle was silent for a moment, and a tyrannical emotion suddenly came out of the scroll, and then rushed towards the depths of Xiao Yan's soul.

"Hold your mind steady, don't let it control your emotions, or you'll become a beast that only knows how to kill!" Yao Lao's deep voice sounded in a very appropriate manner.

Taking a deep breath again, Xiao Yan held on to his mind, not daring to let the tyrannical emotions invade the slightest force.

This soul battle lasted for more than ten minutes, before it ended slowly with the defeat of the Purple Cloud Eagle, in terms of strength, although Xiao Yan was far inferior to the fifth-order demonic beast, but after countless years of suppression, now this Purple Cloud Eagle is no different from a crippled beast.

When the tyrannical emotion like a beast withdrew from the tide in his heart, Xiao Yan's whole body suddenly softened, his face was pale, and he looked extremely tired.

"Did you succeed?" Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Xiao Yan asked Wu Dongkun.

"Well, you have the qualifications to cultivate this thing. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yan smiled with relief, and touched the eagle's wings with his palms again, but this time, he was not attacked again, pursed his lips, and the fighting energy in Xiao Yan's body slowly ran in his body along the track described on the scroll, and after a while, the fighting qi turned to his arm, and gradually rushed into the palm of his hand.

When the fighting qi appeared in the palm of his hand, the eagle wings on the black scroll suddenly shone brightly, purple and black, getting thicker and thicker, and finally turned into two small purple and black rays of lightning, and rushed into Xiao Yan's palm like lightning.

Two tiny purple-black rays of light, after entering Xiao Yan's body, flowed rapidly along the meridians, and when they flowed to the meridians on Xiao Yan's back, they suddenly stopped, and then turned their heads, and they actually pulled out two extremely small branch veins from the meridians.

These two branches extend from the main trunk, and when they reach the backbone, they slowly stop moving.

Xiao Yan, who was still stunned by the disappearance of the eagle wings in the outside world, suddenly let out a terrible scream, the sweat on his forehead suddenly rolled down, his fists were clenched tightly, he gasped heavily, and hissed: "What the hell is this thing doing?"

The body curled up on the bed, Xiao Yan bit his lip vigorously, and the slightest trace of blood spread in his mouth, after holding on for a while, Xiao Yan finally couldn't bear the sharp pain of this meridian tearing, and fainted very simply.