Chapter 94: It turns out that the martial spirit tag is bound to the wings
"This is!"

The worshippers all widened their eyes, with expressions of ecstasy flashing in their eyes.

Aren't these the golden wings of a six-winged angel? !

Qingluan quickly turned around and said, "Shelong Citun, monitor the palace maids passing by. If they notice the scene here, don't leave them alive."

"Yes, three offerings."

Qian Renxue frowned: "But why is there only one wing?"

Just as he finished speaking, there was another loud bang behind Lin Luo, and another golden wing grew out from under Lin Luo's right shoulder.

The golden feathers slowly fall, and combined with the surrounding flowers, the picture is surprisingly beautiful.

Golden Crocodile couldn't help but laugh and said, "Interesting, not only is this the first time I've seen a delay in the awakening of a martial spirit, but it's also the first time I've seen a delay in the wings appearing."

Qingluan: "I remember Xue'er came out with six wings at once, right?"

Qian Renxue nodded, but didn't dare to speak. She looked at Lin Luo with worry. She didn't care about anything else, she only cared about Lin Luo.

Lin Luo said nothing, just lowered his head, as if two wings behind him were hanging his body in the air.

Then, the third wing appeared.

Then comes the fourth side.

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Bibi Dong murmured, "Seraphim, now your grandfather is finally speechless."

She let go of Qian Renxue's arm, but Qian Renxue did not move forward.

Because Qian Renxue discovered that Lin Luo was still in an "abnormal" state.

"Wow!"

An unexpected sound was heard, and another golden wing extended out!

The worshippers opened their eyes wide in surprise again.

Qian Renxue: "Seven... wings?"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Wings appeared one after another in rapid succession, shocking everyone present and making them hold their breath.

They stopped where they were, not knowing how to react.

Guang Ling raised his fingers and counted stupidly: "One, two, three, four... eleven, twelve."

"Twelve wings, twelve-winged angel!"

Golden Crocodile immediately looked at everyone and said in a trembling voice: "Remember? The angel ancestor, the angel patriarch in ancient times, was the Twelve Wings. His inscription clearly wrote about this matter."

Guang Ling said excitedly: "But I thought it was a legend!"

Golden Crocodile narrowed his eyes: "Luo'er, didn't you prove to us that this is not a legend?"

Qian Renxue slowly walked towards Lin Luo at this time, but Lin Luo suddenly looked up, raised his palm, and said with a strange look: "Wait, it's different!"

Qian Renxue: "What's the difference? Your martial spirit is a twelve-winged angel!"

Lin Luo didn't say anything. He just did a very simple action, which was to look back at his left shoulder, where the first golden wings appeared.

The next moment, everyone was surprised to find that the first golden wing suddenly ignited red flames!
As if dyed, the first wing changed from gold to fiery red.

The ultimate fire... Lin Luo narrowed his eyes and murmured in his heart.

It turns out that the martial spirit tag is bound to each of my wings.

Soon, the second wing also changed. The surface of the wing seemed to solidify, and a thick layer of yellow gradually replaced the original gold.

Impregnable.

The third wing made a freezing sound and instantly turned into an ice blue. Lin Luo continued to chant in his mind: "Ultimate Ice."

The fourth wing was flying with lightning, the electric wires flickered, and turned purple.

Thunder.

The sword shadow of the fifth wing flickered, the aura was sharp and fierce, and it turned black.

The leader in kendo.

A holy aura emanated from the sixth wing, with golden light lingering on it. The color gradually faded, and the clean and pure aura enveloped the entire wing, which was covered in white.

Purify everything.

The seventh wing suddenly became full of life. A layer of emerald green quickly spread to every golden feather, exuding a vibrant breath and eventually turning into green.

Wonderful rejuvenation.

The eighth wing flickered with light and shadow, and its aura was ethereal and unpredictable. Each golden feather had a silver texture, and the whole wing turned silver.

Extreme speed.

Above the ninth wing, all the golden feathers stood up instantly, and then quickly came together, with a powerful momentum, and the gold was instantly covered by orange.

The ultimate power.

The tenth wing seemed to have the sound of waves, and its aura was as deep and profound as the sea. The golden color was covered by the sea blue and turned into sea blue.

Vast spirit.

The eleventh wing shone with golden light, and at the same time, the ten wings above also responded with light.

This wing is like the boss of the ten wings, but the aura coming from it lacks a mixed feeling of yin and yang.

The base color of the wings gradually turned gray, but a Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish pattern suddenly appeared on it.

Lin Luo looked down and said silently: "Label fusion."

The twelfth wing made no sound, and the gold color remained gold, without any change.

But for some reason, when Lin Luo looked at it, he felt that it was the most special aspect.

Logically speaking, there is no label on this wing, so where does this "especially special" feeling come from?

Twelve wings of different colors spread out behind Lin Luo, and a golden shadow of an adult male whose outline could not be seen clearly slowly stood behind Lin Luo.

It is like the female image of a six-winged angel, but the male image is very blurry and his face cannot be seen clearly. However, the aura he exudes is not that of an angel. If I really have to use one word to describe it, "mysterious" is more appropriate.

This mysterious aura is like an abyss or a prison. It is not overbearing, but it makes people feel terrified.

The worshippers and Bibi Dong raised their heads and looked at the golden shadow of the adult man.

At this moment, Lin Luo could feel the various emotions coming from the system, one after another.

Golden Crocodile finally couldn't help but ask, "Is that a twelve-winged angel?"

Qingluan also spoke up: "Aren't the wings of the twelve-winged angel originally golden? Or has Luo'er mutated..."

Guang Ling: "How about doing some archaeological research and digging the angel ancestor out of his grave to ask him?"

The golden crocodile glared at him.

Qian Renxue couldn't help but say, "But if it mutated, it would be too strange and the color would be too colorful. Luo'er is a boy."

Bibi Dong looked at her: "Your focus is quite peculiar."

Qian Renxue smiled and said, "Hehe, Xue Ye has finally been told. If he can tell that this is a mutated twelve-winged angel, I will take his last name."

The golden crocodile walked to the edge of the flowers and whistled. A golden eagle flew from a distance and landed on his arm.

He placed a written note in the wooden tube on the golden eagle's leg.

Qingluan: "Second brother, how did you tell your eldest brother?"

Golden Crocodile said with a subtle expression: "I only wrote eight words."

"Awakened, the twelve-winged angel."

(End of this chapter)