After another 20 days, the wind and sea in the hood were calm, the violent thunder and strong wind disappeared without a trace, and a pair of silver-white wings appeared. The bone of Lei Peng is the main body, and other spiritual bird materials are used as flesh and blood, and then the power of wind and thunder is turned into feathers.
In this way, a pair of wind and thunder wings are formed!
Now the spirit wings seem to have been completed, but in fact, the wind and thunder power on the long feathers has just taken shape, and has not yet been truly stabilized. Therefore, the three demons headed by Feng Xi, obviously having consumed more than half of their mana, still resolutely poured wind and thunder spiritual power into the mask, for fear that all previous efforts would be wasted.
But when Feng Xi did this, he felt a little depressed. He originally thought that buying three drops of spiritual liquid from other demon cultivators was enough to prevent excessive consumption of mana, but he didn't expect that when actually refining the wind and thunder wings, the amount of spiritual power consumed was far more than Unexpected. Fortunately, judging from the current situation, it can barely support it to the end even if it consumes some vitality. Otherwise, if the treasure refining failed because of this reason, he would have nowhere to buy regret medicine.
Just when the ninth-level monster secretly sighed for its luck, it suddenly felt a trace of strange aura fluctuations appearing in the qi refining room. Although the time is short and somewhat faint, it is extremely pure.
Feng Xi's expression changed slightly, his icy gaze swept across, and finally landed on Han Li, his face darkened.
Han Li's complexion changed drastically, and he forced a smile at him. But the monster stared at him coldly, showing no expression at all.
"Take it out!" the monster said dumbly.
"What do seniors want?"
Han Li's expression became even more reluctant, with an unnatural look on his face, and he quietly retracted one hand into his cuff.
Feng Xi narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, without further ado, he raised a finger, and a glaring white light appeared from the fingertips, flickering on and off.
When Han Li stood in the magic circle and saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, but immediately screamed, turned over and fell to the ground, his limbs twitched non-stop, his face was black and purple, full of pain and unbearable expression.
"Hmph! Don't eat the toast, and eat the fine wine!" Feng Xi's ferocious expression flashed, and he looked coldly at a small bottle that fell from Han Li's sleeve. With a strange expression on his face, he grabbed it with one hand, and the vial flew into his hand in an instant.
"Isn't the feeling of the wind spirit attack uncomfortable? You looked like you didn't have much spiritual power just now, but now your mana has recovered a lot. It seems that there should be some kind of elixir in the bottle. Is Daoist Li planning to take advantage of our mana? If you are damaged, you want to recover your spiritual power and take the opportunity to escape?" The Splitting Wind Beast glanced at Han Li and said bluntly.
At this moment, Han Li stood up reluctantly because the monster had stopped casting spells. When he heard this, his face paled instantly, as if he had been stabbed in a premeditated manner.
"You're a little clever, I want to see what's in the bottle. I've never heard of the Wannian spiritual liquid. There is still something that can instantly replenish spiritual power." Feng Xi looked at the small bottle and threw it casually with one hand. Throw it, murmured.
"Wu has never heard of this either. However, maybe we just need it." The poisonous flood dragon standing opposite said with a curious look on his face.
At this time, he and the turtle monster were still continuously injecting various spells into the bone wings to speed up the solidification process of the wind and thunder power. Although it seems to be stronger than the turtle demon, but a lot of mana is also lost, and it is just struggling to support it.
Feng Xi was startled when he heard this, but then he opened the bottle cap with a heartbeat. A trace of pure spiritual energy came out!
The monster glanced into the bottle first, then sniffed it lightly with the tip of its nose, a strange look appeared on its face.
"Why, what is it?" This time it was the turtle demon, who asked impatiently.
"You tell it yourself!" Feng Xi glanced at Han Li and said calmly.
"Spiritual liquid diluted with a drop of Wannian spiritual liquid." Han Li said with some reluctance, with his head downcast.
"What
Among the three demons, he has the lowest magic power, and he really doesn't have the confidence to survive to the end, so he looks so happy.
"Hmph, there should be other things mixed in, the color is a little light green, and there is a little more wood spirit energy." Feng Xi carefully looked at the small half bottle of liquid, and said suspiciously in his eyes.
"I mixed some old elixir into it, and I am a wood attribute technique, so the more wood spirit energy, the better." Han Li smiled wryly, and replied very honestly.
Feng Xi frowned when he heard this, and when he wanted to ask more questions, the turtle demon yelled loudly.
"Brother Feng, quickly throw the spiritual liquid over and let me take a sip before we talk. You also know that although we can barely support it, this is overdrawing our own vitality, and our cultivation will regress afterwards. I have to add something Spiritual power." The turtle monster became a little anxious as if afraid that Feng Xi would disagree.
"Of course I know about this, but this spiritual liquid..." The humanoid Wind Breaker still hesitated.
"Brother Feng! I have sensed the pure spiritual energy in the bottle from such a distance. It is indeed the spiritual liquid of ten thousand years. Even if something has been tampered with in this spiritual liquid, do you and I still care about any poison? Besides, My body is a poisonous dragon that eats all kinds of poisons in the world. The bottle is really poisonous, and I can't hide it from me." The poisonous dragon was silent for a while, and then said.
It seemed that he also didn't want to continue to lose his energy.
"Hehe! I almost forgot about the talent of Poison Flood Dragon Brother. Since this is the case, I don't have much mana. The liquid in the bottle should be divided equally among the three of us. In this way, when this treasure is successfully refined, I will not wait." How much real money is lost." Feng Xi laughed dumbly after hearing this, then said with eyes rolling slightly, then tilted his neck, drank more than one-third of the spirit liquid, and then threw it to the poisonous dragon with a smile .
As a ninth-level monster, he would not be afraid of poison or anything like that, but the aura contained in the liquid was genuine, so he naturally didn't want to let it go.
After the Poison Jiao took the vial, he didn't say anything more, and also drank half of the remaining liquid, and threw the bottle to the turtle demon.
The turtle demon couldn't wait to drink up the spirit liquid, and then threw the vial away.
It didn't take long for the three of them to sense the recovery of the traces of mana, and they all breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Feng Xi's original doubts were gone.
But at this moment, the poisonous dragon flashed fiercely, and Chong Fengxi said through a voice transmission: "The refining of treasures has come to this point, and this human monk is useless, so let me take care of him. A human is standing by. Come on, it's really an eyesore!"
As soon as the demon finished speaking, he gave Han Li a cold look, with a murderous intent looming in his eyes.
"Don't touch him for the time being! Although the wood spirit energy is not needed in the next few days, it's better to be cautious. After the spirit wings are released, then kill him." Feng Xi's eyes also inadvertently glanced at Han Li. Turn, said indifferently.
"Alright then, let this human live for a few more days!" The poisonous dragon was a little dissatisfied, but finally agreed patiently.
Han Li only saw the slight movement of the lips of the two monsters, so naturally he couldn't know the specific content of the conversation. But when they looked at him with malicious eyes, they vaguely guessed something, and suddenly the hairs on their bodies stood on end.
He thought about it with an ugly face, and suddenly sat down cross-legged on the spot without saying a word, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was waiting to die.
The three demons were taken aback when they saw this, but they didn't pay attention to Han Li's intentions. They focused their attention on the spirit wings in the air.
In fact, Han Li's heart was pounding at the moment. He is slowly mobilizing the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in his body, shooting a slender light golden arc in his body, controlling them from bursting. Then, like a golden silkworm weaving silk, the wind spirit energy planted by the old demon in the body was wrapped layer by layer with densely packed evil spirit god Lei Jinsi.
Naturally, this spirit of wind cannot be refined by Han Li's current cultivation level, nor can it be wiped clean by the evil god's thunder. But trap it for a while, don't let it happen. With Han Li's experience in restraining dry blue ice beads, he is somewhat sure.
At this time, the turtle monster recovered a small amount of spiritual power, and was continuing to inject spiritual power into the mask with great ease. He glanced at the poisonous flood dragon, as if thinking of something, and wanted to say something. But just opening his mouth slightly, his expression suddenly changed, and a strange look appeared in his eyes. As soon as the turtle demon art stopped, he fell headlong to the ground, his mouth was opened wide, but no sound could come out.
An astonishing scene appeared, the monster's abdomen suddenly swelled strangely.
Then, the head and limbs also deformed following the bulges, as if a ghost had suddenly been born inside the body and was about to break through the skin and break out of the body.
When Du Jiao and Feng Xi at the side saw this scene, their complexions changed drastically, and at the same time they thought of the diluted spiritual liquid in Han Li's small bottle.