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Wang Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the Taoist of the Corpse sincerely and said, "Senior Zi, your fifth generation sect leader is at least a strong man at the top, right? He also wants to kill the Bat King, and he has to pay various treasures. He has spent several years to refine a spiritual weapon? It sounds like it is not cost-effective."

The old zombie face of the Taoist zombie turned slightly red, and he said in a little annoyed and embarrassed: "Boy, this is what the sect records are written. I just exaggerated it a little. Do you want it? If not, I will put it away."

"I want it, but senior, you have to tell me what these wings are for first?" 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 weapon level. Which one is not a work of hard work?" The Taoist snorted arrogantly, pointing to the Bat King's Wings and wings and said, "In addition to those alien species who are born with flying abilities, if you want to reach the level of volley, you must reach the level of extraordinary level. But in fact, even the best-level powerhouses consume a lot of money when crossing the air. It is good to fly dozens or hundreds of miles in one breath."

"Senior mean, this bat king wing has a flying function?" Wang Yan said in a slight shock.

"That's of course." The Taoist of the Corpse seemed to enjoy Wang Yan's expression very much, and his face was proud. "There are few spiritual weapons with flying functions. Those flying spirit weapons in the treasure house of the National Bureau of Non-State Administration will start at least 2,000 merit points."

Wang Yan opened the "I Love Unit" app and searched for keywords such as spiritual weapons and flight. As expected, more than ten pieces appeared in total. The cheapest piece was 2,100 points of merit, and the most expensive piece was 6,300 points of merit.

Good guy, I didn’t expect that the Taoist of the Corpse was so generous. Moreover, Wang Yan was also very interested in things that could fly. Flying Hammer didn’t think about it for the time being. Senior Gao said that if you want to warm up and refine a flying sword, it takes years and years of unremitting efforts to achieve the unity of body and sword.

And his war hammer weighs 300 kilograms. If you want to sacrifice it until the human hammer is united, God knows that it will take the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

External wings seem to be a good idea. Wang Yan thinks about the pair of thunder and windy wings, think about the blood angel at that time, and think about the Saint of Light. With wings, it is always much more convenient for inadvertently.

"Senior Corpse, how do you use this thing?" Wang Yan held up the little thing happily. The pair of "Bat King Wings" were each wings the size of a palm. Holding it in his hand was like a pair of toys for children.

However, spiritual weapons cannot be simply measured by appearance. Just like Sister Nan Lian’s pair of ice shields and ice swords, or her own fire kirin arm guard.

The Taoist corpse glanced at him: "You really have little knowledge and can't even use good things to give you. First of all, you must use divine thoughts to refine it and leave your spiritual mark in its core talisman array."

"I know this." Wang Yan nodded honestly. The previous few spiritual equipments were too low, and they only needed simple mental communication. And spiritual weapons with high levels needed to leave a spiritual imprint.

After leaving a spiritual mark, the equipment can only be used by itself. The core rune array in the spiritual weapon will resist other people's mental power. If others want to erase the spiritual mark they leave, either his mental power is countless times stronger than himself, or it will take a long time to crack it through water grinding.

In addition, the spiritual imprint left by oneself will gradually fade with the passage of time. If the spiritual imprint is not maintained for decades or hundreds of years, when the spiritual imprint completely disappears, it will become a state of unblocking.

Of course, if it is a treasure-level equipment, the system of recognition of the main will be more complicated, and even blood-recognizing the main will be used. Wang Yan's Fire Kirin Armguard is the kind of treasure-recognizing the main tool with a more complex program of recognition.

Since you have found a solution, it will be much easier.

Wang Yan concentrated his mental power, wrapped around the "Bat King's Wings", and naturally imprinted his spirit on its core formation.

"Wow!"

The pair of wings slapped slightly, and floated up from Wang Yan's palm, full of a lively and vibrant aura. There was also a spiritual force between Wang Yan and it.

"Just put it on your back normally." The corpse Taoist said instructing, it would be better to take off your clothes and then stick them.

Wang Yan showed his upper body as he spoke. Without exerting force, his muscles were streamlined and did not look too strong, forming an almost perfect figure.

"Xiao Yan, you are still too thin and too sissy. You have to practice more and eat more beef." The bear was a little disgusted with her, patting her chest and saying, "You have to be as majestic as me."

Wang Yan gave him a look in pain. He trained his muscles to make you so powerful, right? He didn't bother to pay attention to him. With his mental power, the Bat King's wings floated lightly to the shoulder blades on Wang Yan's back.

It seemed to have spirituality, and it was lightly obedient to the shoulder blades, with a slight chill, but without any sense of obstruction.

Wang Yan looked in the mirror and found that there seemed to be a pair of small wing relief tattoos on his back. The black wings were vivid and lively and realistic. Not only did they not destroy Wang Yan's image, but they added a bit of mysterious and dangerous charm.

Then, his mental power moved.

"Wow!"

The wings at the shoulder blades floated and expanded like a 3D three-dimensional effect, and almost returned to its truest face in the blink of an eye. A pair of black bat wings spread out obliquely upwards symmetrically, and the wing tip bones folded down obliquely. The overall shape is like an upside-down w.

The wings are dark in color, with texture between metal and fabric, extending more than two meters from left to right. Wang Yan moved his mental power, and his wings gently flapped, and an upward lift lift lifted Wang Yan's body for more than one meter.

Then, the lightness of the feathers slowly floated to the ground, and the overall momentum was filled with one word, cool!

"It's so handsome." Baoxiong said with envy and jealousy, "Xiao Yan, how can we live like this?"

Nan Lian's eyes were slightly dizzy for two seconds, and she secretly praised the pair of Bat King's wings that were tailor-made for Xiao Yan. With his appearance, figure, temperament, and the cool wings, floating coldly in the air.

If this kind of picture is spread, I don’t know how many girls and women will win the hearts of them.

Wang Yan's divine thought moved again, and the Bat King wings gently folded up, and turned into a relief-like tattoo, which fitted on his back. Such a clever and practical treasure made Wang Yan feel very happy. The only pity was that the room was too small and could not be used at all.

As for going outside to practice, then forget it. The entire place is located in the headquarters of the National and African Affairs Bureau. If it is bombarded as an UFO, it will not be great.

What's more, among the superpowers who participated in the national war this time, there were many experts. They were regarded as treasures and caused various conflicts and disputes, so it was not very meaningful. Go back and find a safer place, try it slowly, and play with this treasure slowly.

Wang Yan put on his clothes and said gratefully to the Taoist Taoist: "Thank you for giving the treasure to you for your gift." As he said that, he also put the three Yinsha thunders into the storage bracelet.

"No... a little brat, you can choose one of the two treasures..." The corpse Taoist was about to glar, "Are you going to want the Bat King's wings or Yinsha Thunder?"

"Senior Corpse, you are joking. As the leader of a sect, you have a golden-armored corpse general. Do you still have to care about this for a few Yinsha thunders?" Wang Yan smiled at him silly, "The national war is coming soon, so you should support your younger generations."

The Taoist corpse blows his beard and snors coldly, saying, "Didn't you say that Yinsha thunder is useless? Will there be vicious Yinsha pollute the environment?"

"If your life is lost, you have to lose it." Wang Yan said seriously, "I just thought about it. This thing is much more useful than grenades. Sister Nanlian, Brother Xiong, you will get one for each of you." As he spoke, Wang Yan was not stingy and gave one for each of them.

Although Yinsha Thunder is precious, as Wang Yan said. The national war is imminent, anything can happen. He doesn’t want Sister Nan Lian and the Bomb to suffer unexpected results during the mission. It is always good to have one more treasure to be with you.

The things were all divided, and the Taoist of the Corpse was embarrassed to recover them. When he rolled his sinister eyes, he gave up. In fact, when he took out the things, he had never thought of taking them back. The so-called choice of two was to make fun of Wang Yan. Unexpectedly, this brat would be nice, honest and not polite.

While talking here, an explosion suddenly came from outside the villa.

boom!

The sound was loud and the aftermath was shocked, making the villa tremble slightly.

Enemy attack?

Everyone's faces tightened and they rushed out.

In addition to Wang Yan, people appeared in the other villas.

When I looked up, I saw two people floating in the air. They were about ten meters apart and were facing each other in the air.

One of Wang Yan was very familiar with him. He was wearing a handsome white and flawless suit, and a very sexy red rose in his pocket. His blonde hair was draped on his shoulders like a waterfall, whirling slightly with the wind.

He had a sharp eyebrows and eyes, and his whole body felt a sense of coldness that he would not enter. A pair of white wings raised high on his back, and gently brushed him up and floated him in the air.

One hand is inserted into the pocket, and the other hand is crackling with dazzling current.

Such a distinctive feature and cool style. You don’t need to guess at all, just know it’s Brother Boom, and it’s thunder.

The one who confronted him looked like a slutty man, with a slender figure and red hair. There were two earrings on his ears, and there was a trace of evil in his flaming eyes. His hands were drooping casually, and two red and scorching flames were burning in his palms.
Chapter completed!