Chapter 472 (1/2)
With Chen Jie's breathing, time seems to slow down.
In the quiet room where you can hear the sound of breathing, there is only an occasional slight hiss of Chen Jie due to extreme pain.
Under Chen Jie's insistence, the fusion talisman actually slowly melted and turned into a yellow golden liquid.
At the same time, the two wings of Lingding are also slowly merging, and it seems that there are signs of adhesion.
Seeing this scene, Chen Jiecai was relieved to see that the integration of Michael's wings in the Western holy land and his own black swallow's wings was not a problem.
”It's just that the color seems a little ugly...”
Chen Jie is a little depressed. His wings are black and white, which is really not good-looking.
Boom!
The runes are interwoven and evolving, like the stars in the sky, and they are all slowly imprinted on the wings of the black swallow and Michael.
In the end, they are completely integrated into each other, with a natural feeling.
Only, the color has become gray, but this is much better than the black and white wings.
”Since you used to be a combination of black and white wings, let's call you Yin and Yang wings.”
Chen Jie light said, to the wings set a name.
Then, he slowly absorbed his wings into his body, spread his wings and flew more than ten meters high!
”Go out and experience the mystery of yin and Yang wings.”
Chen Jie decided to experience the extreme speed and performance of this Yin Yang wing.
He flew out of the water stronghold at five times the speed of sound, just like a shell in the air, terrible to the extreme!
Because the speed is too fast, the human flesh eyes on the earth can't catch it at all. Only the monks in the same realm can be full of horror and think it's a miracle.
Ancient villages, ancient houses, towering trees. The sound of chickens and the barking of dogs, the smoke of cooking.
On a quiet morning, the sun rises. The warm sunshine poured down on the roof and treetops. Through the layers of leaves, cast mottled light and shadow on the ground.
Chen Jie crossed the mountains and galloped in the wind. At this moment, he was free, without hatred or ambition.
The breeze blows slowly, the branches shake gently, and the light and shadow on the ground change, just like the broken silver on the ground, shining and dazzling.
The crystal dewdrop condenses on the leaves and grass tips. Under the sunlight, it looks crystal clear and twinkles with colorful light.
On the boundless sky, the stars are shining brightly. The stars are dazzling and colorful. All kinds of strange scenes are shocking and soul stirring.
Clear sky, blue as wash. The forest and trees are lush and green. Chen Jie looks far away, and the whole state of Zhao looks down at his feet. He looks down on the vast land, and his heart is filled with a complete sense of satisfaction.
At the moment, he is already a predator standing at the high end of Xiuzhen world, rather than a little person who can only flee everywhere as before.
Now, even if there are more advanced strong men to hunt him, he can also use the black and white wings to make a sky.
The boundless sea is full of waves and huge waves. The waves beat against the cliffs with a deafening roar. It's magnificent and thrilling.
Across the sea, you can see mountains and peaks. There are thousands of ravines and streams.
Among the undulating mountains, the mountain wind roared past and the clouds surged like a tide.