"So it's a bright Saint weapon! Black wings!"
Lu Ming's heart stirred.
The bright Saint weapon was the exclusive weapon of the bright Saint.
Above that, there were great saint weapons and absolute Saint weapons!
After a round of refinement, Lu Ming had only gained a preliminary grasp of this holy weapon. He could not refine it completely with his current cultivation. He could only refine it slowly in the future and deepen his grasp of the black wings.
He tossed the black wings and they flew behind Lu Ming, sinking into his back.
The next moment, Lu Ming had an idea.
Huala!
On his back, the black wings spread out, making Lu Ming look as if he had grown a pair of wings out of thin air.
Buzzzzzz!
With a flap of the black wings, Lu Ming's figure disappeared from his original spot at an astonishing speed. Lu Ming circled the stone chamber dozens of times before returning to his original spot.
"Not bad!"
