Chapter 78： Eight Star Fighter

Chapter 78 Eight Star Fighter

When Xiao Ming covered his hands on the feathers on the scroll.

The soul of the cloud eagle left in the scroll suddenly made a sharp cry that made the soul tremble.

The screeching sound passed through the scroll, and finally followed Xiao Ming's arm, like a drill, hitting his brain desperately.

Xiao Ming's face didn't even change for this seemingly very powerful soul shock.

After a minute, the soul of the golden cloud eagle gave up the intention of continuing to attack and became honest.

Seeing that the eagle soul has been tamed, Xiao Ming's vindictive energy slowly revolved in his body along the track described on the scroll.

After a while, the battle flow turned to the arm, and gradually rushed into the palm that was still covered with feathers.

When Dou Qi appeared in the palm of his hand, the eagle wings on the white scroll suddenly shone brightly.

Between the white rays of light, a faint gold was revealed, which lasted for a while, and finally turned into two tiny rays of light, which rushed into Xiao Ming's palm like lightning.

Two tiny rays of light, after entering Xiao Ming's body, quickly circulated along the meridians.

When they flowed to the meridians on Xiao Ming's back, they stopped suddenly, and then turned his head, unexpectedly forcibly pulled the meridians out of two extremely small branches.

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

The meridians of the human body have always been very fragile, and pulling two branches from the meridians has to endure unimaginable pain.

This severe pain made Xiao Ming, who had swallowed the strange fire, let out a groan.

After ten minutes, the pain gradually subsided.

Looking at the scroll in his hand that had turned pure white and lost its miraculous image, Xiao Ming knew that he had successfully cultivated the Flying Cloud Wing.

He jumped off the bed, took off his clothes, and then took out a crystal mirror from the ring. With the reflected light, Xiao Ming was able to find that there was an extra pair of slaps on his back. white eagle wing tattoo.

"These are the wings of the golden cloud eagle, should I be able to fly now?"

At this moment, Xiao Ming is a little excited. He finally has the ability to fly, the dream of human beings.

Under the turbulent mood, Xiao Ming's thoughts turned, and the fighting qi in his body moved at will, and poured into the pair of small tattoos on the back along the two small branches that branched out.

Receiving the transmission of Dou Qi, the white tattoo immediately released a faint white brilliance.

In the end, it turned into a real wing, and the area of ​​the white eagle wing expanded from the size of a palm to about half a foot.

Looking curiously at the pair of eagle wings with golden patterns, Xiao Ming controlled it and fanned it slightly. A small buoyant force appeared under him, but the buoyancy force was too small, it was far from enough to make Xiao Ming off the ground.

"This is the reason why the injected vindictive energy is too little."

Xiao Ming guessed in his heart, and then his mind changed, and the fighting spirit in his body poured into his wings like he didn't want money.

The wings are also like blown balloons, growing rapidly, and after more than ten seconds, they will expand to more than one meter long.

Xiao Ming controlled it again and fanned it slightly, a strong airflow emerged, and Xiao Ming felt that there was a strong buoyancy along with it.

This time, the buoyancy is no longer as ineffective as before. Under its action, Xiao Ming's body jumped directly, raising a distance of half a meter, and suspended in mid-air.

"Hehehe, is this flying? It feels very good! I just don't know the speed."

Suspended in mid-air, Xiao Ming nodded in satisfaction.

With this flying fighting skill, he can save a lot of time on the road in the inner courtyard in the future.

Even if the strength reaches Douwang, he can fly by himself, and this flying fighting skill can also increase his flight speed.

can be described as very good.

Holding down the idea of ​​​​going out and galloping immediately in his heart, Xiao Ming stopped the supply of Dou Qi after hovering in the air for a while.

Without the supply of Dou Qi, the wings gradually shrank, and Xiao Ming's body was also slowly descending. When the wings returned to their original tattoo appearance, he had landed much more safely and smoothly.

It was nothing else that could make Xiao Ming hold on to the idea of ​​going out and fly in a circle, but because he planned to take the Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pill to break through to the Eight-Star Great Fighter.

Returning to the bed, Xiao Ming did not rush to take out the medicine pill, but made a practice gesture to restore his fighting spirit.

The fighting spirit required for flying fighting skills is really too terrifying, even if he has a lot of fighting spirit, he still consumes a lot.

Breaking through the realm is naturally the best way to keep one's own state intact.

Especially for those who choose to swallow pills to break through without the omen of breakthrough, it is more important to pay attention to their physical condition, otherwise, they will easily fail to break through.

He recovered for a while on the bed and felt that his state was complete. When Xiao Ming turned his palm over, a small jade bottle appeared in his hand.

Pulled off the stopper at the mouth of the bottle, tilted the jade bottle, and an elixir appeared in Xiao Ming's palm.

The    elixir is purple in color, and there is a purple elixir lingering on its surface.

glanced at the medicinal pill, and Xiao Ming put it into his mouth.

The Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pill melted in the mouth, and before Xiao Ming could react, it quickly turned into a strong purple pure energy.

Like a rushing river, it rolled down the throat all the way, and then roared angrily, pouring into the meridians.

The energy of the    Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pill is extremely arrogant, and in an instant, like a fast-moving train, it revolves arrogantly in the meridians.

The    purple energy ran to the end, but it suddenly trembled, and I saw countless small energy columns differentiated from them, surging away in all directions along the meridians in the body.

Some of the meridians that Xiao Ming had never touched during his cultivation were also smashed into by these random rushing energies.

The    energy whizzed through it like a river, the narrow meridians rapidly expanded, and a feeling of swelling came.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Ming clicked his tongue.

"This kind of medicine pill that directly breaks through the realm is still so manic."

Although taking the medicinal pill can speed up the cultivation, the medicinal pill is obviously not so easy to swallow.

Thinking about it, you can understand that if a medicinal pill can help a person break through, it must contain great energy.

If you want to refine this energy that does not belong to you, you must spend a lot of energy, and there is a possibility of failure.

Even some unlucky people took medicinal pills, trying to break through their strength, but failed in the end, and left themselves with a whole body of pain.

It can be said that he lost his wife and lost his army.

Of course, others may fail, but Xiao Ming will not.

Because his spirits work wonders for this energy.

As Xiao Ming ran the Spirit Cultivation Art, a strange energy field was born in Xiao Ming's body. Under this energy field, in the meridians, the purple energy became docile, and the speed of operation gradually slowed down.

In the end, under Xiao Ming's idea, it started to run along the path of Yanglingjue.

A stream of refined pure energy was continuously injected into the Dou Jing in the cyclone. The injection of energy made Dou Jing emit a slight ray, and the volume also increased at the same time.

Outside, Xiao Ming's breath has also been growing.

The night passed, and the sun shone in front of the bed through the window.

Dong Dong Dong!

There was a knock on the door, which woke Xiao Ming up.

His eyes, which had been closed for a night, suddenly opened, and a ray of light flashed past.

"The Eight-Star Great Fighter."

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