"Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue!"
Xu Wen and Fei Yi on the side were extremely surprised. They were very familiar with the exercises and spells performed by Li Zimu, it was Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue.
It's not surprising that Li Zimu knows this technique. He and Fei Yi come from the same origin. If Fei Yi understands it, he also knows it.
But in addition to the basic ghost cultivation technique, he also practiced this technique, and he had far-reaching plans.
Pure yin and pure yang attributes have very special requirements for spiritual roots. After practice, your qualifications will change in the direction of pure yin and pure yang, making it extremely difficult to practice other exercises at the same time.
He can cultivate both the ghost element and the wind element, and the time and energy he spends are beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.
No wonder Yin Kailou and other Jindan masters fell into his plot after all kinds of schemes. If it weren't for the fact that he was a clone with huge flaws in his soul and qualifications, he would have been promoted to Jindan long ago.
"Only a fool like you would spread such profound laws to others..."
A whirlwind rushed out and restricted Fei Yi in the corner. Li Zimu cursed him severely.
Then he stared at the exposed Xu Wen and said sternly:
"Boy, either you die or I die!"
After saying that, the wind blade whirlwind suddenly burst out.
The Ghost Suppressing Tower only has special suppression power against ghost cultivators and the like, but it is at a disadvantage against this Five Elements Kung Fu and was thrown away on the spot.
Living in the whirlwind, he was like the reincarnation of the wind god, manipulating countless sharp blades to attack Xu Wen.
Seeing his appearance, Xu Wen couldn't help but sneer.
Fenglinggen, who is at forty-eighth, majors in Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue. If he still can't beat Li Zimu, who minors in Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue, then he really should buy a piece of tofu and kill him.
There was a cold shout, the spell was pinched urgently, the same wind blade whirlwind rushed up, and the two whirlwinds collided fiercely.
After all, it was a supplementary skill. Even with the bonus of the pair of Fengyun wings, Li Zimu's whirlwind was far inferior to Xu Wen's and collapsed on the spot upon impact.
The powerful whirlwind brought countless wind blades and rushed straight at Li Zimu, cutting his blood in just one blow.
However, Li Zimu crashed into a mad tiger, letting the wind blade enter his body and rushed straight to Xu Wen's side.
With a roar, the blood spurted out suddenly turned into blood talismans, forming a strange large net and covering Xu Wen's head.
He himself suddenly raised his hand, and his skin and flesh disintegrated, turning into bloody talismans attached to the bones. His right hand turned into a weird magic sword, which penetrated Xu Wen's dantian.
"Magic magic!"
Seeing what he was doing, Xu Wen was extremely surprised as to how many techniques this Li Zimu had practiced at the same time.
These spells looked weird and unpredictable at first glance, and were not a good method. Xu Wen had never fought against a demon cultivator before, so he did not dare to take risks and test the power of the opponent's spells.
With a thought, the Qingluan Pearl was activated, and countless red talismans rushed out, forming a thin mask around it.
The big blood-colored net fell on it, and suddenly there was a strange magical power that wanted to bypass the silk-wrapped restrictions and rush towards Xu Wen.
The Qingluan Pearl suddenly lit up, and the silk was wrapped around it to stop the flow, immediately wiping out the magic power without a trace.
As for the blood and bone magic sword, Xu Wen shouted softly, and the green scale sword shot out with electricity and collided with the opponent fiercely.
As soon as it came into contact, the Blood and Bone Magic Sword broke inch by inch. Although it also carried a strange magical power, it had no chance to touch Xu Wen and was shattered like a piece of wood.
The blood-bone magic sword was cut off like a bamboo, and the green-scaled sword continued to cut through, slashing towards Li Zimu's head with one sword.
Screaming in shock, Li Zimu hurriedly ran back. The green-scaled sword slashed across his neck and face, cutting half of his face open, and blood suddenly blurred most of his face.
By now, Li Zimu had already used all his strength, but Xu Wen was just trying his best, not even using eight points of his strength.
With a "bang" sound, Fei Yi broke through the wind blade and came out in a whirlwind. He and Xu Wen formed their horns and sandwiched Li Zimu between them.
"I didn't lose to you, I lost to this kid. You won't always be so lucky..."
Looking at the two of them in despair, he roared at Fei Yi, then suddenly took out the storage bag in his arms and patted it down with one palm.
Since he couldn't resist the ghost-suppressing tower, he simply stopped struggling and chose to destroy the storage bag instead, preferring to die rather than let others have an easy time.
The storage bag itself is not very defensive, and even second-level storage bags cannot protect against many first-level spells.
With one palm strike, the storage bag instantly fell apart, and the contents inside were torn to pieces by the force of space.
They didn't expect Li Zimu to be so decisive. He had no time to take action and could only watch as he smashed the storage bag.
But when he grabbed back with both hands, trying to destroy the wings behind his back, Xu Wen suddenly raised his hand, and the fairy rope flew out like lightning, wrapping him tightly in an instant.
Fei Yi also made frantic spells, and a black smoke suddenly penetrated Li Zimu's nostrils, trying to stun him.
Li Zimu had many adventures, and he possessed the skills of ghosts, Taoists, and demons. Without questioning him, the two of them would not have let him die.
"Don't even think about it!"
With a roar, a loud bang suddenly erupted from Li Zimu's body, and his dantian, chest, and head exploded.
He actually activated a spell in his body and blew himself up alive.
Xu Wen was already casting spells, trying to confine his magic power, but the external force was not as fast as the internal force anyway.
He was a little better, standing a little further away, but the fat man who rushed forward in a hurry was miserable, and his head and face were covered with blood and flesh on the spot.
"Fuck your mother, you short-lived ghost!"
Cursing loudly, he quickly cast a few spells to cleanse the flesh and blood on his body.
Then he looked back at Xu Wen and swept the ghost-suppressing tower in his hand. It seemed to outsiders that nothing had changed, but as if he had been shocked by electricity, he quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and began to absorb memories.
Li Zimu's original memory was far more than him. You can imagine the difficulty of She Tun Xiang. Looking at his ferocious face and sweating profusely, you can tell that absorbing Li Zimu's memories is not easy.
Unable to walk for a while, Xu Wen raised his hand and took the pair of wings into his hand.
The wings are not small, but they are very light in the hand. The frame is like white jade and the periosteum is like tough copper skin.
The feathers are the most magical, like translucent crystals, sometimes dotted with red dots, like rubies.
The entire wings are gleaming and can be used as a light source. Anyone who is not blind will know that this is definitely not a mortal thing.
It is impossible for natural wings to look like this. This rare treasure must have been obtained by refining flesh, blood, gold and stone using some very special method.
If it was obtained by chance, it would be fine. If Li Zimu had sacrificed it himself, Xu Wen could only admire the other party's skill in refining the weapon and its strange idea, even if it was his opponent.
Having just used Tianyang Baoguang Technique, this magical power cannot be used yet, so Xu Wen can only check it in person.
After a brief inspection, it was discovered that Li Zimu's mana imprint in this magical weapon was very weak. He had just died, and the mana imprint was almost gone.
Ghost spells are Li Zimu's main skill. He can only practice these wings occasionally, and he has to avoid Yin Kailou's surveillance, so the practice is very shallow.
With the flow of mana, Li Zimu's remaining mana imprint was completely wiped out in a few strokes, leaving his own mana imprint.
As soon as the brand was completed, a light energy rushed straight into the body, and the flow of Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue instantly became much smoother.
Unlike other treasures, these pairs of wings seemed to be created for Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue. They fit perfectly and were of great benefit to both cultivation and spell casting.
If it weren't for the changes in the spiritual roots after the golden elixir, Xu Wen would definitely sacrifice these wings to become his own magic weapon.
The thunderstorm outside is still continuing, occasionally mixed with loud noises. The Nascent Soul Lord is so powerful that it is normal for the fight to last for dozens of days. There will definitely be no winner in a short period of time.
Xu Wen was not in a hurry, and while guarding Fei Yi, he sacrificed and refined the wings.
Three days later, Fei Yi had not yet digested his memory, but his wings had been completely refined.
With a wave of his hand, a strong wind sounded, and Xu Wen had a pair of wings behind his back.
Kunpeng's Xiaoyao Jue flowed, his wings flapped lightly, and with a crisp thunderclap, Xu Wen disappeared from the spot and appeared a hundred feet away.
Another fan, disappearing directly into the depths of the cave.
A moment later, there were a few more crisp sounds, and he appeared on the spot like a ghost.
Before getting these wings, Xu Wen was already flying very fast, and with this treasure, he was even more powerful.
His current escape speed has far surpassed that of Foundation Establishment, and is close to the early stage of Golden Core.
However, flying at full power consumes a lot of mana, and the time it lasts is definitely not comparable to that of the Golden Elixir.
With a shock of magic power, the wings separated from the body and became the size of a palm, spinning continuously in his palm.
The Heavenly Eye Treasure Light Technique was activated, and a bright green light with orange rushed out. This was a late-stage third-level treasure.
Xu Wen already has several third-level treasures on his body, but none of them has this level yet.
At this time, he was already sure that this treasure was definitely not refined by Li Zimu himself. He was only in the late stage of foundation building and could never refine such a treasure.
On the contrary, he can use Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue as a supplementary skill and practice to that level, which must have provided a lot of help to his wings.
With a thought, the precious light turned into a message:
The wings of wind and thunder are made from the wings of Kunpeng's descendants, which can speed up the practice of wind and thunder attributes.
After seeing this information, Xu Wen suddenly realized that these wings were so powerful, no wonder they had such a great effect on Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue.
He took out a few spiritual stones and held them in his hands, silently using the Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue. After half a day, all the spiritual stones turned into powder.
Xu Wen slowly opened his eyes with a happy face. The effect of the wind and thunder wings was extremely good, which could probably increase the speed of cultivation by about 20%.
With these wings, his speed in advancing to the later stage of foundation building will be greatly accelerated.
With this trophy alone, this trip to help Feiyi was not in vain. With the addition of Mingjing Yuanling and Tu De Shanghuang Monument, this time it is definitely a full harvest.
At this time, Fei Yi suddenly let out a low roar and slowly opened his eyes. After a few days and nights, he finally digested Li Zimu's memory.
Looking at Xu Wen and the wind and thunder wings behind him, his expression was very complicated. He was silent for a long time before saying:
"Fellow Taoist is so lucky!"
(End of chapter)
