Chapter 237: The Conflict Between Two Sexy Boys
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The corner of Wang Yan's mouth twitched, and he looked at the corpse Taoist and said sincerely: "Senior Corpse, the fifth generation suzerain of your family is at least an A-level powerhouse, right? He wants to kill the Bat King, pay all kinds of treasures, and spend several years to refine a spiritual weapon? It sounds like it's not worthwhile."
The zombie's old face turned red slightly, and a little bit of anger turned into anger: "Stinky boy, this is what is written in the sect records, I just exaggerated a little bit. Do you want it? If not, I put it away."
"Yes, but you have to tell me, senior, what are these wings used for?" Wang Yan put on a sincere smile.
"Hmph, I feel more and more that you are not cute. Do you think it is so easy to refine a spiritual weapon? In this society, there are very few masters who are capable of refining spiritual weapons. Which one is not a work of painstaking efforts?" It consumes a lot of energy during the crossing, so flying tens or hundreds of miles in one breath is not bad.”
"Senior, what do you mean, this Bat King's wings have the function of flying?" Wang Yan said slightly shocked.
"Of course." The corpse Taoist seemed to enjoy Wang Yan's expression, and said with complacency, "Spiritual artifacts with the function of flying are rare. Those flying spiritual artifacts in the treasure house of the State African Bureau need at least 2000 merit points to start."
Wang Yan opened the "I Love Unit" app and searched for key words such as spirit weapon and flight. Sure enough, a total of more than ten pieces appeared. The cheapest one has 2100 merit points, and the most expensive ice phoenix wing has 6300 merit points.
Good guy, I didn't expect the corpse Taoist to be so generous. And Wang Yan is also very interested in things that can fly. I don't want to think about the flying hammer for the time being. I heard from the senior that if you want to refine a flying sword, you need to spend years and months, long-term and unremitting efforts, and the ultimate goal is to achieve the unity of body and sword.
And my own war hammer weighs 300 kilograms. If you want to sacrifice it to the point where the hammer becomes one, God knows it will take years of the monkey.
External wings, seems like a good idea. Wang Yan thinks about Lei Hong's pair of wings that pull the wind, thinks about the blood angel at that time, and thinks about the Holy Maiden of Light. Having wings is always more convenient inadvertently.
"Senior Corpse, how do you use this thing?" Wang Yan happily picked up the little thing. Each of these pair of "Bat King Wings" is about the size of a palm. Holding it in your hand, it's like a pair of children's toys.
But spiritual weapons cannot be judged simply by their appearance. Just like Nan Lian's pair of ice shields and ice swords, or her own fire unicorn armguards.
The corpse Taoist gave him a sideways look: "You really don't know much, and it won't work if you give you something good. First, you have to sacrifice it with divine thoughts and leave your spiritual imprint on its core talisman."
"I know that." Wang Yan nodded honestly. The previous pieces of spirit-level equipment were too low-level and only needed simple spiritual communication. As for high-level spirit weapons, they need to leave a spiritual imprint.
After leaving the spiritual imprint, this piece of equipment can only be used by oneself, and the core rune array in the spiritual weapon will resist the spiritual power of others. And if others want to erase the spiritual brand left by themselves, either their mental power is infinitely stronger than their own, or it will take a long time to break through water grinding.
In addition, the spiritual imprint left by oneself will gradually decay with the passage of time. If the spiritual imprint is not maintained for decades or hundreds of years, it will become unowned after the spiritual imprint completely disappears.
Of course, if it is treasure-level equipment, the owner identification system will be more complicated, and even use blood drops to identify the owner. Wang Yan's fire unicorn arm guard is the kind of treasure with a complicated master recognition program.
Now that we have found a way, it will be much easier.
Wang Yan concentrated his mental power, wrapped the "Wings of the Bat King", and naturally imprinted his spirit on its core formation.
"Wow!"
With a slight flap of the wings, they floated up from Wang Yan's palm, full of agility and vitality. There is also a spiritual force firmly connected between Wang Yan and it.
"Usually just stick it on your back." The corpse Taoist instructed, it's best to stick it after taking off your clothes.
Wang Yan obeyed, revealing her naked upper body. Without exerting force, his muscles are streamlined, and he doesn't look too strong, forming an almost perfect figure.
"Xiao Yan, your figure is still too skinny, and you're too motherly. You need to practice more and eat more beef." Burst Xiong patted his chest with a little distaste and said, "You have to practice until you are like me to be majestic and mighty."
Wang Yan glanced at him in pain, training his muscles like yours can only be called Xiong Zi mighty, right? I was too lazy to pay attention to him, and with a move of mental strength, the Bat King's wings floated lightly to the shoulder blades of Wang Yan's back.
It seems to have spirituality, and it is light and docile on the shoulder blades. It is slightly cool, but there is no sense of hindrance.
Wang Yan looked in the mirror and found that there seemed to be a pair of small relief tattoos of wings on his back. The black wings were lifelike, vivid and real. Not only did it not destroy Wang Yan's image, but it added a bit of mysterious and dangerous charm.
Then, his mental strength moved.
"Wow!"
The wings at the shoulder blades swelled up like a 3D stereoscopic effect, and almost returned to their truest appearance in the blink of an eye. A pair of black bat wings spread out diagonally upwards symmetrically, and the bones of the wing tips folded diagonally downwards. The overall shape is like an upside-down W.
The wings are dark in color, and the texture is between metal and fabric, extending more than two meters on the left and right. Wang Yan's mental strength moved, his wings fluttered lightly, and an upward lift lifted Wang Yan's body by more than one meter.
Immediately, it slowly floated to the ground as light as a feather, and the overall momentum was filled with one word, cool!
"It's so handsome." Explosive Bear said with envy and jealousy, "Xiao Yan, how can you let us live like this?"
Nan Lian's eyes were also slightly dizzy for two seconds, and she secretly praised the pair of Bat King's wings, which were tailor-made for Xiao Yan. With his appearance, figure, and temperament, coupled with this pair of cool wings, he floated in midair coldly.
If this kind of picture spreads, it will capture the hearts of many young girls and women.
Wang Yan's spiritual thought moved again, and the Bat King's wings were gently retracted, and they turned into relief-like tattoos, which were attached to his back. Such an ingenious and practical treasure made Wang Yan secretly happy. The only pity is that the room is too small to use it at all.
As for going outside to practice, forget it. The entire place is the headquarters of the State African Bureau, if it is bombed down as a UFO, it will not be so good.
What's more, among the superpowers participating in the national war this time, there are a lot of masters. It doesn't make much sense to be treated as a dazzling treasure and cause all kinds of conflicts and disputes. Go back and find a safer place, try it slowly, and play with this baby slowly.
After Wang Yan got dressed, he said gratefully to the corpse Taoist, "Thank you, senior, for giving me the treasure." As he said that, he took advantage of the opportunity to put the three Yin Shalei in the storage bracelet.
"No... brat, you can choose one of the two treasures..." The corpse Taoist's eyes almost popped out, "Do you want the wings of the Bat King, or the Yin Shalei?"
"Senior Corpse, you are joking. As the master of a sect, and you have a golden-armored corpse general by your side, do you still care so much about a few evil thunders?" Wang Yan smiled innocently at him, "The national war is coming soon, so you should support the juniors by your side."
The corpse Taoist snorted coldly, blowing his beard and staring, "Didn't you say that evil spirits are useless? There will still be vicious evil spirits polluting the environment?"
"If it's time to lose your life, you have to throw it away." Wang Yan said seriously, "I just figured it out, this thing is much more useful than a grenade. Sister Nanlian, Brother Xiong, each of you takes one." While talking, Wang Yan was not stingy, and gave them one each.
Although Yinshalei is precious, it is just as Wang Yan said. With the war on the horizon, anything can happen. He didn't want Sister Nanlian and Explosive Bear to encounter accidents during the mission. It's always good to have one more treasure by your side.
The things were divided, and the corpse Taoist was of course embarrassed to take them back, but he rolled his dark eyes and let it go. In fact, when he himself took the things out, he never thought about taking them back. The so-called choice between the two is just to tease Wang Yan. I didn't expect this brat to be good, to be honest and blunt.
They were talking here, but suddenly there was an explosion outside the villa.
boom!
The sound was so loud that the aftermath shook the villa slightly.
Enemy attack?
Everyone's face tightened, and they rushed out in a hurry.
In addition to Wang Yan's group, people from other villas also showed up one after another.
Looking up, I saw two people floating in mid-air, they were about ten meters apart, facing each other in the air.
One of them, Wang Yan, was very familiar. He was wearing a handsome white suit with a flirtatious red rose in his pocket. A head of blond hair was draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, fluttering slightly with the wind.
He had sharp brows and bright eyes, and his whole body exuded a sense of aloofness that should not be entered by strangers. A pair of white wings on his back were raised high, and he was floated in the air with a light flick.
With one hand in his pocket, the other hand sparkled with dazzling electric current.
Such a distinctive feature and cool shape. You don't need to guess at all, you know it's Brother Hong, Lei Hong.
And the one who confronted him also looked like a flirtatious man at first glance, with a slender figure and red hair. There are also two studs on the ears, and there is a hint of evil in the flaming eyes. His hands drooped casually, and two groups of red hot flames were burning in his palms.
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