Chapter 2465: Dragon's Back Mountains

"Boom..."
The sound of the earth-shattering collision continued, and the holy light and the magic light were fighting fiercely, causing countless flying sand and rocks, like a doomsday scene.
Feng Yixiu desperately wanted to control the wings of Qiongqi, but his mental power alone could not suppress the power of the four beasts that were rampant at the same time.
The more he tried to control it, the more the power of the four beasts resisted.
It didn't take a moment for Feng Yixiu's thought power and spiritual power to bottom out. The out-of-control power made his meridians go retrograde, and the severe pain made his mind begin to blur.
"All actions should be viewed this way. Don't think about how to control them, but to channel them and see them as part of yourself."
Just when Feng Yixiu was about to lose control completely, the gentle and firm voice of his mother, the White Dragon King, suddenly came out of his mind.
To Feng Yixiu, this voice was like a mysterious sound from the sky, which made people feel as comfortable as the wind and drizzle, but it instantly calmed his restless heart.
In an instant, Feng Yixiu seemed to have entered a mysterious and mysterious state of no-self. Under the guidance of his mother, he no longer tried to control the power of the four beasts, but regarded it as the power of the source.
No matter how turbulent the outside world is, Feng Yixiu just sits cross-legged on the ground, sticking to his own heart and not being shaken.
Fortunately, Feng Yixiu has the heart of King Shura that is invincible, otherwise even if his body can withstand such a toss, his mind will not be able to hold on.
With the passage of time, the ever-expanding wings of Qiongqi began to return to their normal size, and the power of the rest of the restless three beasts gradually quieted down.
The horn of the scorpion is no longer soaring, the magic light that erupted from the Chaos Demon Sword and the Taotie Demon Armor also suddenly subsided, and Feng Yixiu's undulating chest also began to return to normal.
"call……"
After a full hour, Feng Yixiu slowly opened his eyes, an imperceptible wave of void flashed across his eyes, and he let out a sigh of turbidity.
I saw Feng Yixiu's mind moved slightly, and the dark purple wings of Qiongqi slowly danced behind him, and a huge driving force made him float steadily in the air.
"This is the power of the Qiongqi Demon Wing, which seems to be very different from the Kunpeng Wing..." Feng Yixiu stroked the dark purple wings on his back and muttered to himself.
The size of the Qiongqi Demon Wing is comparable to the Peng's Wing, reaching a wingspan of three meters. It is also composed of dark purple feathers as sharp as a knife.
However, unlike the sacred aura emanating from Kunpeng's wings, the shape of this Qiongqi Demonic Wing reveals an evil spirit.
The Qiongqi Magic Wing is different from ordinary wings. It has extremely sharp black bone dragon thorns, and the thunder magic patterns on it are densely covered, and each wing is wrapped in dark purple thunder fire.
When gently waving it, it was like a nine-day thunder, and the dazzling thunder that erupted was extremely gorgeous. Just floating in the air made people dare not approach it easily.
With Feng Yixiu's complete release of Qiongqi's power, this also indicates that he has completely mastered the power of the four holy beasts and the four fierce beasts.
However, the original appearance of Qiongqi Magic Wing did not last long, and the power of illusion exerted by Chongyun began to play a role.
The shape of the dark purple Qiongqi's wings began to undergo a series of changes, from dark purple to azure blue, and the iconic Qiongqi magic pattern gradually disappeared.
However, the power of illusion will only change its shape, and will not have any effect on the power of Qiongqi Demon Wing.
"boom!"
Feng Yixiu tentatively waved the Qiongqi magic wings, and a terrifying thrust that was too powerful to control came crashing down.
I saw Feng Yixiu disappearing in place like a teleportation, but only a dark purple afterimage of thunder and fire remained in place.
The uncontrollable explosive force slammed Feng Yixiu out, knocking down several pavilions in a row before barely stopping his body.
"This explosive force is too amazing..."
Feng Yixiu swayed and climbed up from the ruins, and his expression when he looked back at the Demon Wings again became solemn.
This Qiongqi Magic Wing perfectly inherits the terrifying explosive power of the beast Qiongqi, which is even more amazing than the explosive power of Peng's Wing.
If the Peng Zhi Wing is compared to a fighter jet, the Qiong Qi Magic Wing is like a rocket, and the explosive power of the two cannot be compared.
In fact, the limit speed of Pengzhi's wings is not weaker than that of Qiongqi's wings, but the power of Pengzhi's wings is relatively soft.
On the other hand, the power of the Qiongqi Demon Wing is even more violent, like a powder keg on the verge of being triggered, but as a magical wing of the thunder and fire attribute, this explosive power is its irreplaceable characteristic.
However, such a terrifying explosive power of the Qiongqi Wings consumes extremely terrifying spiritual power. With Feng Yixiu's current spiritual power realm, I am afraid that he will not be able to use the Qiongqi Magic Wings for a long time.
If it is used for long-term combat, or if it is used for rushing, the Kun's Wing is obviously more suitable than the Qiongqi Devil's Wing.
"It seems that it will take some effort to fully use the Qiongqi Demon Wings..."
While speaking, Feng Yixiu carefully waved the Qiongqi magic wings, and then flew slowly into the air again.
The amazing power of Qiongqi Demon Wing is a good thing, but the power that cannot be controlled is just a burden, and Feng Yixiu must fully adapt to such explosive power in a short period of time.
However, it is not easy for such a violent force to adapt in a short period of time. Fortunately, Feng Yixiu has enough time. Nearly two days are enough for him to completely master the Qiongqi Demon Wing.
In the past two days, Feng Yixiu has put all his energy on taming the Qiongqi Demon Wing, and he has been able to fully adapt to this terrifying explosive power.
In fact, adapting to the explosive power of Qiongqi Demon Wing is second, and the most important thing is to combine it with the swordsmanship and marksmanship mastered by Feng Yixiu.
Since he has two wings, the way Feng Yixiu exerts his power in the air has also changed. His power no longer needs to rely on his legs, but the huge wings behind him.
Although this change seems trivial, in fact, it is of great benefit to Feng Yixiu. His swordsmanship and marksmanship have also undergone a qualitative leap, and his strength and speed have stepped onto a new level!
"It should be almost time, it's time to go..."
Feng Yixiu stopped abruptly, looked to the north, and muttered to himself.
While speaking, the Qiongqi Demon Wings behind Feng Yixiu slowly dissipated, replaced by the splendid golden Peng's Wings, and he suddenly waved his wings into a streamer and disappeared in place.
However, before leaving the Sea-Monster Palace, Feng Yixiu still did not forget to go to the treasure house and put all the divine source crystals in his pocket.
I don’t know if I can return safely from this past, but these divine source crystals should be placed in my own hands to feel at ease, lest they fall into the hands of others…
The ancient Dragon's Back Mountains are all white, and the cold wind is roaring wantonly.
As a special place in the sea ruins, this place is actually a world of its own like Brahma's Blood Bone Forest Sea. It seems to have a strong barrier protection, and the sea water cannot penetrate half of it.
If you look down from a high place, you can see that this giant mountain is like a white dragon entrenched, winding and stretching for dozens of kilometers!
But if you look closely, you can see that there are many traces of Warcraft activities below, most of which are warriors of the True Dragon Race, and a small number of Hundred Ghosts.
These days, the army of real dragons has been looking for the entrance to the ancient Dragon's Back Mountains, but they have found nothing.
"Grand Commander, the three-day period is about to come, why is that kid Xi Ning not here yet? He shouldn't be afraid..." The Nine-Colored Dragon King stood on the top of the Dragon's Back Mountain Range, frowning slightly, and said softly. road.
"Nine-colored Dragon King, please rest assured, this kid Xi Ning will not die, he will definitely come!" The commander of the slippery scoop on the side said with a faint gaze, and said very confidently.
"It's hard to say..."
The Nine-Colored Dragon King threw his sleeves angrily, then turned around and said solemnly: "If that kid really doesn't come, it's not that I don't want to help you, no matter how dismissed you are, you have to tell me about the ancient Dragon's Back Mountains. Where is the entrance!"
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