"Kid, this is still the Heavenly Wind Continent."
After reforging the Changgeng Sword, the True Spirit of Creation turned into a light spot and returned to Li Feiyu's body. It began to explain the situation here.
"According to the flood dragon's memories, this place belongs to the Heavenly Roc Tribe of the 72 tribes of the Feather Race."
"The Feather Race?"
Li Feiyu had naturally heard of the Feather Race after coming to the Spiritual Realm.
These foreign races with two wings on their backs were born with extremely fast flying speed. It was very common for the Feather Race with high cultivation to travel a thousand miles in an instant.
"Kid, go and kill a few Heavenly Roc Tribe members. I'll refine a pair of wing Dharma treasures for you. Your flying speed will greatly increase, and it'll be much more convenient to travel long distances. "
Since Li Yu wanted to target the Heavenly Roc Tribe, the True Spirit of Creation could only trick Li Feiyu into attacking them.
"Wing Dharma treasures? That's not bad. "
Li Feiyu reached out and pressed the longsword at his waist with a smile. "The Heavenly Roc Tribe is also a good target to test my sword on!"
Walking out of the underwater cave, the two of them separated from the water and returned to the land.
At this moment, the black fog outside had thinned a lot after collecting the Nine Nether Corpse Bird.
"Kid, that's the Heavenly Roc Tribe's territory."
The True Spirit of Creation pointed in a direction, and Li Feiyu and Li Feiyu rushed toward the Heavenly Roc Tribe's territory.
Thousands of miles away from the Heavenly Roc Tribe's territory, the two of them descended and restrained their auras.
The Heavenly Roc Tribe had Mahayana cultivators and countless Body Integration cultivators.
With their early-stage Void Return strength, they would be courting death if they charged over brazenly. No matter how powerful their divine abilities were, it would be useless.
However …
Even though Li Feiyu and Li Feiyu had descended from a distance, the commotion caused by them breaking through the sky still alarmed a few Heavenly Roc Tribe cultivators in charge of patrolling the border.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! "
The sound of wings breaking through the air came from afar. Three patrolling Heavenly Roc Tribe cultivators with their wings spread out rushed over.
"They took the bait!"
Li Feiyu glanced at the Heavenly Roc Tribe cultivators rushing over from the horizon and pressed his longsword with a smile.
The commotion caused by them riding on the light was naturally intentional. If they didn't lure a few Heavenly Roc Tribe members out.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! "
The sound of wings breaking through the air was already nearing. The three Tian Peng Race members flew over in a triangular formation.
These three Tian Peng cultivators all wore breastplates and held short spears in their hands. The one in the front had a pair of golden wings, while the two behind him had green wings.
"Hmm? Humans? You dare to invade my Tian Peng Race's territory? You are courting death! "
Three Tian Peng Race members flew over. When they saw Li Feiyu and Han Li below them, they immediately roared angrily. Spreading their wings, they raised their short spears and charged forward.
"Have you ever heard of walking into a trap?"
Li Feiyu stood with his hands behind his back. He smiled and shook his head at the three Tian Peng Race cultivators who were rushing over.
"Poof! Puff! Pu! "
The three Tian Peng Race cultivators seemed to have collided with an invisible blade as they flew through the air at an extremely fast speed.
Blood splattered as the head flew off.
The formless blade emitted a sharp and cold aura, directly beheading the three Tian Peng cultivators.
"The Grand White Formless Sword is indeed the best Dharma treasure for sneak attacks."
Li Feiyu chuckled. With a wave of his hand, an invisible wave swept over and sent the three Tian Peng Race cultivators into the Furnace of Creation.
He placed the Grand White Formless Sword Qi in front of the three Tian Peng Race cultivators who were flying over. Then, the three Tian Peng Race cultivators crashed into it without any surprise and died in an extremely sullen manner.
"Let's go!"
After the sneak attack succeeded, Li Feiyu and Han Li hurriedly left the scene. Under the cover of the True Spirit of Creation's aura, they hid in the deep mountains and forests a few hundred kilometers away.
"One Golden Peng and two Azure Peng. Not bad. Just right. "
The Furnace of Creation appeared, and endless scenes of creation circulated.
It seemed that the True Spirit of Creation was refining the so-called "Wing Dharma treasure". In fact, the True Spirit of Creation was waiting for Li Yu's orders.
"The Wing Dharma treasure is naturally to deceive people. Its purpose is to let them sneak into the Tian Peng Race."
Li Yu chuckled. "The 12 Awakening Transformations of the Tian Peng Race is still worth studying."
Li Yu waved his hand and immediately made arrangements. "System, break down the three Tian Peng Race cultivators and refine their Tian Peng bloodline. Inject the bloodline power into the two pairs of wings and refine them into Wing Dharma treasures. "
As the five-colored rays of light circulated, two pairs of wings, one golden and one green, appeared in the resource warehouse.
"The Tian Peng bloodline refined by the system is very pure. It's enough for them to sneak in."
Li Yu nodded and sent the two pairs of wings to the True Spirit of Creation.
On the Furnace of Creation, the endlessly circulating scenes of creation had already faded. The two pairs of wings, one golden and one green, flew out of the furnace and landed in the hands of Li Feiyu and Han Li respectively.
"This is the Wing Dharma treasure?"
Li Feiyu looked at the palm-sized pair of golden wings in his hand and felt a majestic aura from the wings. He was very happy.
"It seems pretty good."
Han Li also looked at the pair of green wings in his hand over and over again.
"When I make a move, how can it be bad? Lads, with this pair of wings, after you refine them, it won't be a problem for you to impersonate the Saints of the Tian Peng Race. "
The True Spirit of Creation raised his head proudly.
"We can even impersonate the Tian Peng Race?"
Li Feiyu and Han Li looked at each other and their eyes lit up.
The two of them, who had been fighting monsters to level up, naturally knew that they could impersonate the Tian Peng Race and sneak in. There were many places where they could do something.
Spiritual power circulated and poured into the Tian Peng wings in their hands.
When Li Yu created the two pairs of wings, he also referred to the flying battle techniques in Xiao Feng's world. This pair of wings really had extraordinary flying speed.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Two rays of light, one golden and one green, bloomed.
Li Feiyu and Han Li each had a pair of wings that were more than ten feet long.
The golden wings had feathers that looked as if they were made of gold. When they spread out, the surroundings were filled with golden light.
The green wings had feathers that looked as if they were carved out of jade. When they spread out, the surroundings were filled with green light.
"Good! Very good! "
Li Feiyu and Han Li looked at each other and chuckled. They were very satisfied with this pair of wings.
"Boys, I'll pass on some general knowledge of the Tian Peng Race to you. You can impersonate the Tian Peng Saint and sneak into the Tian Peng Race to cause trouble! "
The True Spirit of Creation smiled and waved his hand to shoot out two light spots. He imparted the general knowledge of the Tian Peng Race from the memories of the three Tian Peng Race cultivators into their minds.
"Impersonate the Saint?"
Li Feiyu absorbed the knowledge that the True Spirit of Creation passed to him. He spread his wings and chuckled. "It seems that the current Sacred Leader of the Tian Peng Race is already dead? The Saint hasn't appeared yet? "
"I'm the Golden Roc Saint, Li Feiyu!"
Li Feiyu flapped his wings and smiled at Han Li.
"I'm the Green Roc Saint, Han Li!"
Han Li chuckled and cupped his hands at Li Feiyu.
"Let's go! Let's see what the Tian Peng Race looks like! "
With a flap of his wings, strong winds howled and the clouds surged.
Two figures, one golden and one green, soared into the sky.
Above the golden figure, a 300-meter-long Golden-Winged Roc appeared. The sound of it piercing through the air was like thunder.
Above the green figure, a 300-meter-long Green Roc appeared as well. As they pierced through the air, strong winds howled around them.
"That's …"
"Over there …"
The two of them flew all the way to Tian Peng Sacred City. Their mighty momentum and majestic auras frightened all the Tian Peng Race cultivators who saw them.
"Tian Peng Dharma Characteristics? These are the two Saints? "
Countless Tian Peng Race cultivators were shocked when they saw the Golden Roc Saint and Green Roc Saint behind them.
With such an aura, the two of them were unobstructed. No one dared to question them.
After a while, a majestic mountain towered in front of them.
On top of the mountain, there were countless buildings, caves, and palaces. The entire mountain was a city.
"Is that Tian Peng Sacred City?"
Li Feiyu and Han Li looked at each other. With a turn of their wings, they flew toward Tian Peng Sacred City.
The two impersonators' plan to trick the Tian Peng Race was about to begin.
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