My world double door

"Is this the battlefield of all clans?"

A human figure suddenly appeared in the deserted battlefield. Looking at the strong and tragic atmosphere of the battlefield, Li Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and nodded.

The land of geniuses specially opened by various tribes. Here, under the cover of peerless formations, no one has to worry about death. Therefore, every genius who comes here can fully display their strength and fight fiercely with the enemy. Fight to hone yourself.

The theme song here is fighting!

Li Yang is no exception. After all, the purpose of her coming here is to practice the [Wuji Seal]. Naturally, she is not afraid of fighting, so as soon as she landed, she swept up and looked around to find her opponent.

The purpose of the battlefields of all races is to fight for the geniuses of each race and to hone themselves.

Therefore, not long after Li Yang flew, a special figure appeared in front of him. His body was very similar to that of the human race, but he had two wings on his back and exuded a powerful aura from all over his body.

"Wing Clan!"

Li Yang's eyes flashed, but he instantly recognized the special race in this world - the Wing Clan. They are like the bright stars in the sky. With their unique grace and mysterious power, they have left a colorful chapter in this fantasy world.

The Wing Clan is born with a pair of enviable wings, which are like the most exquisite masterpieces from heaven. From root to tip, every feather sparkles with a magical luster. Some Wing Clan wings are like bright crystals, transparent and hard, reflecting colorful light under the sunlight, as if cutting out the rainbow in the sky and hanging them on their bodies; some wings are like soft satin, with colorful feathers Colorful, from deep blue to gorgeous fiery red, from mysterious purple-black to fresh green, every color seems to be given life, flowing and intertwining with the flapping of the wings, forming a dreamlike picture. Fantasy picture.

The Wing Clan lives on top of towering mountains or on islands suspended in mid-air. Their city is a perfect blend of architectural art and natural beauty. Most of the buildings are built with white boulders, which seem to have spirituality. They are carved by Yi clan craftsmen to form unique pavilions and pavilions. The tower reaches straight into the sky, and its top is decorated with huge gems. It projects bright light in all directions under the sun, guiding the way for flyers in the sky. On those suspended islands, there are exotic flowers and plants all over the mountains and plains. These flowers and plants exude a charming fragrance, and many of them also have magical power. They are important materials for the Wing Clan to treat injuries and perform magic.

The Wing Clan are free and proud by nature, and they regard the sky as their territory. Every member of the Wing Clan will embark on a journey across the sea of ​​clouds alone when they reach adulthood. They exercised their wings in strong winds, felt the impact of airflow, and learned to find a safe path in severe weather with thunder and lightning. This is not only a test of one's own abilities, but also a baptism of the soul. In this process, those with weak will will be eliminated, while the strong will return with a deeper awe and love for the sky.

In terms of combat, the Wing Clan are born kings of the air. They can turn flexibly while flying at high speeds, and use the strong wind stirred up by their wings as weapons to blow their enemies around. The weapons in their hands are even more unique, most of them are spears and bows made of meteorite iron. The spear gleams coldly in the sun, and its sharpness can easily penetrate the strongest armor; the bow and arrow have magical power. Once shot, the arrow feathers will split into countless small light arrows during flight, falling like raindrops on the target. The enemy is hard to guard against.

The social structure of the Wing Clan is as hierarchical as their wings. The elders are symbols of wisdom. They live in temples in the center of the city and are responsible for guarding the history, culture and magical skills of the race. Their feathers are slightly dulled by the passage of time, but the light in their eyes is deep and wise. The warriors are the guardians of the Wing Clan. They have strong bodies and strong wings, and are always ready to fight for the dignity and safety of the race. Among the ordinary people of the Yi tribe, there are also members who are good at art, medicine and other skills. Together, they weave a colorful life picture of the Yi tribe.

However, the Wing Clan is not without its troubles. Their relationships with other races are complex and subtle. Some races are jealous of their ability to soar in the sky and launch wars against them; while others covet their magical treasures and magical skills. But no matter what challenges they face, the Wing Clan relies on their unity, bravery and loyalty to the sky to defend their dignity and home again and again, continuing to write their legend in the sky of the fantasy world.

The Wing Clan is the ultimate symbol of speed. When they flap their wings, they streak across the sky like lightning.

A proud voice sounded, and the Wing Clan's figure in front of them flashed, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a blur of light and shadow streaking across the sky like a shooting star. Their wings flap rapidly, with a frequency so high that it is almost difficult to catch with the naked eye, and all that can be seen is a curtain of light intertwined with brilliant colors. Every time the wings flapped, it was as if they were racing against space, and the wind was torn apart around them, making a sharp whistling sound.

On the vast battlefield, the Wing Clan is like a gust of wind. They can cross thousands of mountains and rivers in a blink of an eye, and appear from one end of the distant sky to the other in an instant. Before the enemy's attack is launched, they have already flashed behind the enemy with amazing speed and launched a fierce offensive. When chasing prey, the Wing Clan is like the shadow of the god of death. No matter how the prey flees, they can't get rid of their pursuit. The lightning-fast speed makes the Wing Clan the most frightening and amazing existence in the fantasy world.

Li Yang was thinking very hard in his heart, and the Wing Clan Tianjiao in front of him had already discovered him.

"Human race? Remember, I am Feng Yu, the one who defeated you!"

"Feng Yu?"

Li Yang raised his eyebrows, and in an instant, the information of a race Tianjiao that he had browsed in the Sutra Pavilion appeared in his mind.

As a major sect, the intelligence ability of Wuji Sect is also quite terrible. For example, the current Tianjiao information of various forces and races is recorded.

Among them, Feng Yu is a recorded Wing Clan Tianjiao!

In the dreamlike tribe of the Wing Clan, Feng Yu is like the most dazzling star, shining in the sky of the race. He is a well-deserved pride, carrying the hope and legend of the entire Wing Clan.

Feng Yu's appearance is peerless. He is tall and agile, and his slender figure seems to be carefully carved by the gods. His long hair, as deep as the night, will flutter in the wind when flying. Every strand of hair is like a spiritual silk thread, shining with a faint blue luster. His eyes are like deep lake water, with sharp light in the dark blue, as if he can see through all the vanity in the world. And the most eye-catching thing is naturally his unparalleled pair of wings. When the wings are spread, they are huge and spectacular, and each feather seems to be made of the purest crystal, with mysterious patterns in the transparency. These patterns will emit brilliant brilliance under the reflection of the sun, sometimes like flowing flames, sometimes like bright stars, as if the mysteries of the universe are engraved on them.

Feng Yu's speed is extremely fast. When he flies at full speed, he is like an arrow of light that cuts through time and space. He flicks his wings lightly, and his figure disappears from the spot like lightning, leaving only a gust of wind whistling by. In the vast sky, he can cross long distances in an instant. In air battles with enemy tribes, he often shuttles between enemies like a ghost, and the enemy is hit by his attack before he can even see his figure clearly. His lightning-fast speed makes him a nightmare on the battlefield and also gives the Wing Clan a trump card when facing threats.

His strength is also amazing. Feng Yu can easily lift boulders that are several times his own weight. His strong arms and powerful wings give him an overwhelming advantage in battle. In a battle with the demon tribe that invaded the Wing Clan's territory, he wielded a spear made of Tianyun Black Iron, and each attack was full of overwhelming power. He rushed towards the formation of the demons, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Wherever the spear went, the demons were knocked away one after another, and the powerful impact caused waves of air on the battlefield.

At this moment, Li Yang was quite satisfied with the other party's arrogant words and his momentum.

"It seems to be a good opponent."

Li Yang smiled lightly. They were now on a vast wasteland, surrounded by rolling mountains, overlooking the tragic battle that was about to break out like a silent beast. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the clouds seemed to be stirred by angry gods, showing a repressed and violent posture. The wind raged on the wasteland, whistling through the withered and yellow wild grass, which was blown to the east and west, making a rustling wail, as if wailing for the upcoming bloody battle.

Li Yang, with a figure as tall as a mountain, stood in the wasteland, exuding a majestic and mysterious aura, that was the infinite divine power surging in his body. His eyes were like lightning, staring at Feng Yu, the Wing Clan's Tianjiao opposite him. Every look seemed to contain the power to destroy the world. The strong wind blew his clothes, but he was like an ancient tree rooted in the earth for thousands of years, motionless.

Feng Yu spread his extremely gorgeous crystal-like wings, and the mysterious patterns on the wings flashed with brilliant light, revealing a kind of pride and disdain in the light. His long hair danced wildly in the wind, like a black flame, and his deep eyes were like the brightest cold star in the night sky, staring coldly at Li Yang, with the Tianyun Black Iron Spear in his hand ready to go. He hovered in the air, and the strong wind whistled around him, but it couldn't shake him at all. He was like the master of this chaotic sky.

Li Yang took the lead. He shouted loudly, and the infinite divine power on his body surged to his hands like a volcanic eruption. He quickly formed the infinite seal, and a huge seal pattern shining with strange light appeared in the air. This seal seemed to contain the power of the universe at its inception, and each ray of light was like a sharp blade that could cut through space. The seal spun and rolled towards Feng Yu, and wherever it passed, the air was compressed sharply, making a deafening roar. The land on the wasteland was torn apart by this powerful force, and deep gullies spread around like hideous wounds, and the weeds were uprooted and swept into the air with the airflow.

Feng Yu's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident sneer. He flapped his wings violently, and his figure rushed into the sky like lightning, instantly turning into a stream of light. Just when the Wuji Fayin was about to hit him, he dodged at an incredible angle, and at the same time, he swung the spear in his hand, and a sharp wind blade shot out from the tip of the spear. This wind blade was wrapped in powerful force, like a huge scimitar, whistling towards Li Yang. Wherever the wind blade passed, the clouds were neatly cut open, revealing a piece of blue sky, but it was soon filled with dark clouds again. The strong wind became more fierce along the trajectory of the wind blade, blowing the sand and stones around Li Yang into a splash.

Li Yang remained calm, and he changed the Wuji Fayin again, dancing his hands like a phantom. A small Fayin formed in front of him, like a solid shield. The wind blade hit the Fayin shield, bursting with dazzling light, and the powerful impact shook the dust around Li Yang into a flying cloud, forming a huge dust fog. In the dust and fog, Li Yang's figure loomed, like a god of war from an ancient myth.

Feng Yu saw that his attack missed, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by enthusiasm. He accelerated his speed and flew around Li Yang at high speed, flapping his wings more and more frequently, and wind blades shot at Li Yang from all directions. For a moment, Li Yang was surrounded by a huge net of wind blades, and each wind blade contained enough deadly power. The strong wind formed a huge vortex in this area, engulfing everything around it. The boulders on the wasteland were blown and rolled, colliding with each other and making a dull sound.

Li Yang was not in a hurry. He poured the infinite power into his whole body, and a layer of light golden light appeared on his body. His figure flashed, and he shuttled through the wind blade net like a ghost. At the same time, he kept forming the infinite seal, and seals flew out of his hands, colliding and offsetting the wind blades. Each collision produced a brilliant light that illuminated the entire battlefield. The light was mixed with arcs of energy produced by the collision, which made a crackling sound. Under the reflection of this strong light, the scene on the wasteland became clearer and more terrifying. The traces of destruction seemed to be a harbinger of the end of the world.

Suddenly, Li Yang saw the right opportunity and leaped into the sky. He raised his hands high and condensed an unprecedented huge Wuji seal. This seal was like a scorching sun, emitting a strong light that made people unable to open their eyes. He roared and smashed the seal towards Feng Yu. This blow seemed to smash a hole in the sky, and the powerful force caused the space to distort slightly. The surrounding dark clouds were dispersed by this force, and the sun tried to shine through the gaps in the clouds, but was soon covered by the light of the battle. (End of this chapter)