Chapter 306 Golden Feathered Eagle Breakthrough

"Not good!"

The bearded man suddenly felt a chill on his back.

His body fell down suddenly, and he turned his head to look back.

He saw a blood light appearing more than ten feet behind him.

A man wearing a cloak appeared in the blood light, and it was the person he wanted to kill.

"Too late!"

In the blood light, Xia Daoming sneered, and a lightning blood light had already fallen down with the bearded man. At the same time, a dark sword light with a cold and sharp sword aura and amazing sword intent cut through the void and the dark clouds surrounding the bearded man.

"Ah!"

The bearded man screamed, and his body was split into two, and blood spilled into the sea.

After killing the bearded man with a knife, Xia Daoming quickly collected his body, magic weapon and the boat below, and then quickly flew up into the sky on the golden eagle, disappearing in the sky above the sea in a blink of an eye.

One day later, Canglang Mansion.

"This black dragon banner is a perfect match for my hidden form method. It can be used to travel invisibly and is difficult to detect. Even with my current cultivation level of Qi Refining, it is still a bit too laborious to activate. But after I use the Four Symbols Pill to form a pill, with my Golden Pill level and strong magic power foundation, it won't be laborious to activate it."

Xia Daoming turned the black dragon banner taken from the bearded man over and over again, happily put it away, and then took out a broken golden scroll with great care.

This is the secret method of practicing the Sky Eye that he spent six million low-grade spirit stones on auction.

The charm of the text written on this broken golden scroll is somewhat similar to the runes on the mountain god's scepter, which is a very ancient text.

Originally, Xia Daoming did not recognize this ancient text, but because of the sacrifice and fusion of the mountain god's scepter, some ancient things came into his mind, and he could roughly understand these ancient texts.

After reading the broken golden scroll in his hand word by word, Xia Daoming fell into deep thought.

This is indeed the divine power of the sky eye inherited from the ancient times, and it is also a natural divine power derived from the ancient divine bird Jinpeng, named Jinpeng Sky Eye Technique.

To practice this magical power, the starting point is the Blood Sea Realm.

Because only in the Blood Sea Realm can the blood and qi be continuously gathered in the eyes, and then transformed into magical powers through secret techniques.

However, the success rate of practicing the first level of the Golden Peng Sky Eye in the Blood Sea Realm is surprisingly one in ten thousand.

Obviously, although the Golden Peng Sky Eye magical power has infinite uses, it is extremely difficult to get started.

At least it will become easier to get started if you practice to the Zhongyuan Jiang Palace.

Moreover, according to the incomplete golden scroll, the Golden Peng Sky Eye Technique has nine levels, and this scroll only records the first three levels.

However, if you can use the blood of the Golden Winged Peng bird to moisten your eyes, you can increase the success rate.

"No wonder I bought this ancient and famous magical secret method, which can be practiced by all Qi Refining cultivators, at such a low price. It seems that even if the Jindan and Yuanying cultivators have a strong family background, they can still use spiritual liquid to wash their eyes every day, and the success rate is estimated to be very low.

Hehe, but my blood sea is a boundless blood sea, which is considered a genius in body refining. How can the success rate of entry be compared with that of ordinary body refining cultivators in the blood sea realm? And I also have a golden-winged eagle that has stimulated a trace of the blood of the Golden Winged Peng bird."

Thinking in his heart, Xia Daoming gently patted the spirit beast bag with his hand, and a golden light flashed, and a golden-winged eagle appeared in front of him.

"What a pity, it's only the third-level high-level, and I don't know what secret method can be used to make it advance again. At this level, the blood and qi are probably useless!"

Looking at the golden-winged eagle in front of him, which was shining with golden light and looked very majestic, Xia Daoming suddenly felt a little depressed.

This bird didn't know how many special elixirs he had eaten, but after reaching the third-level high-level, it could not make any progress.

Xia Daoming specially searched through the books related to the taming of spiritual birds in the Sutra Library, but found nothing.

It's really that the golden-winged roc is too advanced, and its number was extremely rare in ancient times. There are almost no records of taming its blood descendants.

Unlike the dragon clan, dragons are lustful and leave seeds everywhere. There are many records of transforming dragons and taming dragons.

But because of this, even if those species have dragon blood, they are very messy. The domesticated ones are basically mixed dragons with extremely impure blood, and their power is naturally limited.

But the ancient divine birds like the Golden Winged Peng Bird are different. Once the blood of the descendants related to it is stimulated, the blood is relatively purer. Even if there is only a strand, the power is very great.

Just like Xia Daoming's domesticated golden eagle, it seems to be only a third-level high-level, equivalent to the late stage of foundation building among human cultivators, but with real combat power, even a fake pill will be killed by its claws if it is not careful.

But even so, for Xia Daoming now, it is still too weak.

"I say, Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, why are you so proud? Even if it is a pig, it has eaten so many spiritual medicines and has become a pig demon now. If you don't work hard and advance and break through as soon as possible, be careful that I will kick you."

Xia Daoming looked at Xiao Jin, who was still proud with his head held high and his eyes shining, and felt inexplicably angry. He couldn't help but pick up the golden book in his hand and knocked it on the head.

As soon as the golden book touched Xiao Jin's head, ripples suddenly appeared, and the surrounding space was distorted, becoming illusory and uncertain.

A trace of ancient and powerful domineering aura continued to spread around with the distorted golden book as the center.

Even with Xia Daoming's strength and powerful consciousness, he almost couldn't help but tremble in his heart and his knees became weak under this breath.

The breath became stronger and stronger, and the golden book continued to melt in the twisting, turning into wisps of golden gas.

The golden gas lingered around the golden feather eagle, and then slowly sank into its body.

When the golden gas sank into the golden feather eagle's body, a blood symbol floated up from the boundless sea of ​​blood.

This blood symbol was the master-servant relationship between Xia Daoming and the golden feather eagle established by ancient methods.

The establishment of this symbol was also the beginning of the golden feather eagle's transformation from a demon bird to a spiritual bird.

Usually this symbol was immersed in the boundless sea of ​​blood, just like blood dissolving in water, constantly deepening the relationship between the master and the servant.

As soon as this symbol floated out of the blood sea, the golden gas seemed to be attracted, and it also sank into Xia Daoming's heart, then entered the boundless sea of ​​blood, and sank into the blood symbol.

The bright red blood symbol quickly passed a layer of golden light, and the color became very mysterious.

Inexplicably, Xia Daoming's mind appeared a huge bird with wings that looked like they were made of gold. When its wings were spread out, it covered an unknown number of miles.

Its golden claws fell, and the huge mountains were lifted up from the ground.

It flew over the sea, flapping its wings, and the boundless sea was in a storm, and the sea water rolled up to the sky.

At this moment, Xia Daoming could no longer control the trembling in his heart.

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In front of this golden bird, the mountain god red flame tortoise that he had seen in the vision was just like an ant.

Only the huge flaming wings that destroyed everything in the vision could barely compare with it.

It was unknown how long it took before Xia Daoming woke up from the vision.

The golden book and the golden gas it turned into had disappeared.

The golden-winged eagle, which had been shining with golden feathers and looking arrogant just now, was now trembling and lying on the ground, with dark and smelly liquid constantly coming out of its body.

This liquid kept flowing out and solidifying, and soon wrapped up the golden-winged eagle.

Although the golden-winged eagle was constantly wrapped by stains, and even gradually turned into a huge bird egg, the breath emanating from it was getting stronger and stronger.

"Could it be that the words on this broken golden book were written by the spirit of the ancient golden-winged roc? Did they happen to meet Xiao Jin and inspire each other? This luck is too exaggerated!" Xia Daoming looked at the scene in front of him with an incredible look on his face.

A few days later.

A golden bird rushed out from the bottom of the sea, and in a blink of an eye it had passed through layers of clouds and appeared in the sky more than ten miles away.

On the golden bird, a man in green stood with his hands behind his back in the wind, looking indescribably high-spirited.

This golden bird is naturally the golden eagle, Xiao Jin, who absorbed a wisp of essence from the ancient golden-winged roc, stimulated more ancestral blood, was reborn, and formed a demon core.

And the man in green with high spirits is naturally Xia Daoming.

The gains from this overseas trip were far beyond Xia Daoming's expectations, and he couldn't help but be full of joy and high spirits.

As for offending Chai Chuanmo, Xia Daoming had already forgotten it.

Anyway, he didn't know him.

Even if Chai Chuanmo had a rich imagination, he would never have thought that the foundation-building cultivator who escaped from his hands was actually a true disciple from the Qingyuan Sect of Daliang.

Of course, if it is not necessary in these years, try not to go to the capital of Daxuan Kingdom.

If you meet him unexpectedly, it will be a bit bad.

The speed of the golden eagle that has been promoted to the fourth-level intermediate stage has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The speed is not inferior to Xia Daoming's Qingying Wind Control Technique.

Flying is the natural ability of the Golden Winged Eagle, while the Blue Eagle Wind Controlling Technique is one of the magical powers that Xia Daoming needs to constantly consume blood and energy to perform.

It is clear at a glance who is stronger and who is weaker.

Of course, if Xia Daoming does not hesitate to consume a lot of blood and energy and sacrifice the electric blood wings, the Golden Winged Eagle will definitely not be able to match his speed.

The Golden Winged Eagle was very excited about the rebirth.

It soared rapidly over the sea, with the momentum of hitting the water for three thousand miles and soaring up for ninety thousand miles.

The Golden Winged Eagle flew so fast and soared non-stop for only half a day, and the man and the bird had already flown to the sea area under the jurisdiction of the Great Mysterious Realm of Xiuxian Realm, the Great Mysterious Sea.

Over the Great Mysterious Sea.

A man in gray was controlling a colorful chariot pulled by two huge golden roc phantoms, flying towards the land of the Great Mysterious Realm.

In the chariot, Chai Chuanmo sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.

Under his knees, the woman in red used her jade-like fingers to gently stroke the storage ring on her other finger from time to time, and her eyes flashed with excitement and anticipation from time to time.

When she raised her eyes and saw the phantom of the golden roc pulling the chariot, she seemed to remember something again, gritted her teeth, and a hint of unwillingness and hatred appeared in her eyes.