"Meet His Royal Highness the Holy Son. Tian Lai "Novel"
Arriving at the palace on the top of the mountain, a girl who looked very similar to the girl named Jin Ling came up to her.
"I am a golden moon, and I am the great elder of the Tianpeng Holy City. When the Holy Son comes, I am not welcomed from afar, so I hope that Your Highness will forgive me."
Jin Yue walked up to the two of them and bowed Yingying. The aura of cultivation in the Mahayana stage made Li Feiyu and Han Li secretly shiver in their hearts.
The existence of the Mahayana period naturally requires corresponding status. With Jin Yue's strength, even facing the two Holy Sons, she still has the same status.
"Great Elder, you're welcome!"
Naturally, Li Feiyu and Han Li would not show their identities just because Jin Yue did not come to greet them.
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Jin Yue pushed the boat along with the current and stood up.
"With the return of the two holy sons, there is hope for the revitalization of our clan!"
Jin Yue sighed with emotion, led the two of them to sit down in the hall, and began to explain the current situation of the Tianpeng clan to them.
"The Holy Lord of this generation went to the abyss to fight against the underground demonic beasts, but accidentally died. There is no longer a pure-blooded Holy Son in the clan, and the current situation is worrying."
Jin Yue shook her head and sighed, "Without the Holy Son, my Tianpeng clan would be reduced to a vassal of the 72 tribes of the Yu clan. Fortunately, with the return of your two highnesses, the revitalization of our clan is in sight!"
"With the Holy Lord's cultivation, he would still fall into the hands of underground monsters?"
Li Feiyu and Han Li looked at each other, feeling shocked.
Holy Lord Tianpeng, that is the strength of the Mahayana stage! Will he die in the hands of a monster? Is this a joke
"The two highnesses have perfect discernment."
Jin Yue sighed, "Of course there is an inside story. My Tianpeng clan ruled the seventy-two tribes of the Yu clan back then, and there were many people who were dissatisfied with us! Someone must have plotted the death of the Holy Lord."
"I see!"
Li Feiyu nodded, "It seems that the seventy-two tribes of the Yu clan want to attack my Tianpeng clan."
"That must be it!"
Jin Yue nodded, then looked at Li Feiyu and the two, "Your Highnesses are of noble blood, but their cultivation is not too advanced. Based on the current situation of our clan, they are still a bit dangerous."
Jin Yue pointed at the white spire opposite the main hall, "There is also Tianpeng true blood and Tianpeng relics in the Holy Spirit Tower. It would be good for your two highnesses to refine the true blood and relics to increase their strength."
"That's good...that's good!"
Li Feiyu nodded, feeling secretly happy.
Because the True Creation Spirit kept yelling in his mind, "Go quickly! Go quickly! Tianpeng true blood and Tianpeng relics are both good things."
Actually... these two things are of little use to Li Feiyu and Han Li.
They are not the real Sons of Tianpeng. After Tianpeng's true blood is refined, the power of their wings will at most be increased.
As for the Tianpeng relics, they are the crystallization of the spiritual thoughts left behind by the powerful men of the Tianpeng clan in the past. Absorbing the divine thoughts in them can also increase some of the power of the soul.
However, the twelve transformations of Jingzhe that Li Yu wanted were in one of the Tianpeng relics. Naturally, he had to trick Li Feiyu into going there.
"Your Highnesses, please!"
Jin Yue stood up and brought Li Feiyu and Han Li to the white spire.
With a wave of his hand, a spiritual light fell on the white spire. The runes on the tower suddenly lit up.
As the brilliance circulated, a portal with a faint glow opened on the white tower. In the portal, a vast and majestic Tianpeng aura came out.
"Your Highnesses, Tianpeng's true blood and Tianpeng's relics are sealed in them. Your Highnesses can go and collect them for refining."
Jin Yue pointed to the door in front of her and bowed to Li Feiyu and Han Li.
"Thank you, Elder Jinyue."
The two of them thanked Jin Yue, and under the command of the True Spirit of Creation, they released the aura of Tianpeng bloodline.
"Buzz!"
Two rays of light, one golden and one blue, rushed out of the portal on the white tower, rolled up Li Feiyu and Han Li, and were sucked into the portal.
"Is he really of royal blood? Is he really the holy son of our clan?"
Jin Yue frowned slightly when she saw the two people being sucked into the White Tower by the brilliance.
"Didn't the Tianheng royal family become extinct back then? There are still descendants left?"
Jin Yue frowned and pondered for a while, then smiled and shook her head, "I'm just paranoid. Being able to resonate with the true spirit, and being recognized by the Tianpeng bloodline of the Holy Spirit Tower, I must be the Son of the Holy Son."
With Li Yu's methods, it would only take a matter of minutes to create a real Tianpeng Holy Son. It couldn't be easier for Li Feiyu and Han Li to pretend to be the Holy Son.
Inside the Holy Spirit Tower.
Li Feiyu and Han Li appeared in a huge space where brilliance was flowing.
Endless brilliance flows in front of his eyes, and the vast Tianpeng true spirit aura surges like a wave.
Rainbow lights of different colors shuttled through the void, and shining stars shone brightly in the brilliance.
"Boy, those rainbow lights are Tianpeng's true blood. Those star points are Tianpeng's relics."
The true spirit of creation appeared in Li Feiyu's mind and instructed Li Feiyu to collect Tianpeng's true blood and Tianpeng relics.
"Boy, collect the two top rainbow lights. There are also three relics over there."
After the True Creation Spirit indicated the direction, Li Feiyu nodded, stretched out his hand, and brought in a huge golden rainbow and an emerald green rainbow beast.
Then he collected the three relics instructed by the True Creation Spirit.
"Senior Creation, can't you collect more?"
Li Feiyu looked at the rainbows and stars in the sky, a bit like a mouse entering a rice barn, wanting to pack it up and plunder it all.
"Don't mess around. No one can absorb so much Tianpeng true blood and Tianpeng relics. If you dare to take more, you will be slapped to death by the golden-winged woman as soon as you go out."
The True Creation Spirit curled his lips and ignored Li Feiyu.
"hehe!"
Li Feiyu smiled sarcastically. He also knew that he was greedy.
There is also a Mahayana monk guarding outside. Once you mess up, you will definitely be dead.
Tianpeng's true blood and Tianpeng's relics were put into the furnace of creation, and then they were in Li Yu's hands.
"The Twelve Transformations of Jingzhe are here!"
Li Yu reached out and took out a gray Tianpeng relic, held it in his hand, looked at it, and nodded with a smile.
"Years ago, an elder named Hongyun of the Tianpeng tribe obtained a magical power that uses the blood of other true spirits as a guide to change the shape of true spirits. These are the twelve transformations of Jingzhe."
Waving his hand to collect the Tianpeng relics into the resource library, Li Yu ordered the system, "System, scan the information in the Tianpeng relics and enter the Twelve Transformations of Jingzhe into the resource library."
With Jingzhe's twelve transformations in hand, all that's left is to fight Li Feiyu and Han Li.
"System, pass on the Tianpeng Transformation among the Twelve Transformations of Jingzhe to the True Spirit of Creation. Let them refine the Tianpeng Transformation and really pretend to be the Holy Son of Tianpeng!"
Li Yu made a decision, and the True Spirit of Creation immediately acted according to the instructions.
Tianpeng's true blood and Tianpeng's relics were decomposed and refined, turning into pure power and integrated into their bodies.
At the same time, Tianpengbian's skills were also passed on.
"Tianpeng Transformation? A transformation technique using true blood? Not bad!"
The true blood entered the body, and the two of them operated according to the technique. One golden and one green, two rays of rays of light billowing in the space.
With the movement of the technique, on the backs of the two people, one gold and one green, two talismans that resembled the wings of a roc slowly condensed and took shape.
"Bah..."
"Bah..."
Two Dapeng cries sounded, golden light shone, and green clouds rolled over the sky.
A body covered with golden feathers fluttered like a golden roc made of gold.
A green roc all over the body, like a green roc carved from jade, spreads its wings and soars.
"Boom!"
The White Tower shook, Jin Hong and Qingxia turned around, and their figures moved out of the Holy Spirit Tower.
"Bah..."
"Bah..."
Two huge rocs roared, one golden and one green, two hundred-foot-long rocs roaring through the sky, spreading their wings and soaring.
"Tianpeng's true form!"
Jin Yue's eyes widened and she couldn't close her mouth for a long time.
"Your Royal Highnesses, the blood of the two saints is so pure and strong? Can they actually transform into the true form of Tianpeng?"
"The true form of Tianpeng! That is the true form of Tianpeng transformed by His Highness the Holy Son!"
Seeing these two big rocs spreading their wings and soaring, the whole Tianpeng Holy City was in a sensation!
"The wings of Tianpeng cover the mountains and the hanging clouds."
"The feathers of Tianpeng shine brightly on the sun and moon and shine on the stars."
Countless Tianpeng tribesmen prostrated themselves on the ground, singing Tianpeng's praises loudly.
"The glory spreads all over the holy mountain, and the radiance shines on the earth. My king... has returned! Our clan... will surely be revitalized!"
Jin Yue took a deep breath, clenched her fists tightly, and bowed deeply to the two rocs flying in the sky!