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"What a big city!"

Flying all the way, after approaching the Holy City of Tianpeng, what appeared to the two of them was a huge city with unlimited horizons.

This city is built on a hill, and this tens of thousands of feet tall green mountain is a city.

A white light curtain hangs over the city. At this moment, a large group of Tianpeng people flapped their wings and burst out of the light curtain, looking at Li Feiyu and Han Yan from a distance.

"Is it the Son? The blood is so thick. Should it be the Son?"

"The Tianpeng Fa phase is displayed, and it must be the Son of God."

"Suddenly two wise men appear at the same time? My tribe will be big!"

This group of Tianpeng people looked at Li Feiyu and Han Yan who were flying all the way, talking eloquently.

"Huh! Huh!"

A sudden sound of feathers rang, and a group of Tianpeng people wearing golden armor with golden wings stretched out from behind the light curtain.

The group of Jinyi Tianpeng people broke out and greeted Li Feiyu and Han Yan.

"Under Jinling, meet Jinpeng Son, meet Qingpeng Son."

At first a young girl with blonde hair in a white robe stretched her golden wings and bowed down to Li Feiyu and Han Yan.

"No courtesy!"

Li Feiyu waved expressionlessly.

Han Yan stood beside Li Feiyu, nodding toward the crowd with a smile.

"Dare to ask the names of the two lords, Gao? Who are they from?"

After the blond girl Jin Ling got up, she smiled and asked Chao Li Feiyu and Han Yan.

After all, Li Feiyu and Han Yan are both faces, and the sudden emergence of two saints without warning is really incredible.

The Holy Son is the noblest and purest blood of Tianpeng, the leader of the future, just like the prince of the mortal kingdom.

Now that the Lord has fallen, the Son is already the leader. Don't dare to recognize each other if you don't know the origin and the context.

"This Li Feiyu, this is my brother Han Yan, we are from Tianheng."

The created true spirit has extracted the memory of three Tianpeng people, and it is not difficult to get a proper birth.

"God ... Tianheng royal family?"

Jin Ling looked at the two with horror, and had ninety-nine percent of the origin of the two. In addition to the Tianheng royal family, where is there such a pure son of blood?

"Thirty-thousand years have passed. The Tianheng Department ... Tianheng Royal Family is back?"

Think of the glorious days when the Tianpeng tribe ruled the 72th part of the Yu tribe, and the civil war caused the extremely strong Tianpeng tribe to fall apart and fall into the end of the 72 tribe.

Thinking of the historical records in these races, the girl was silent and speechless.

"The wings of Tianpeng cover the mountains and the clouds."

"The feathers of Tianpeng, shining sun and shining stars."

Li Feiyu followed the instructions of the true spirit to stand proudly with a negative hand, singing loudly and impassionedly.

"It lasted 30,000 years, Tianpeng of the holy mountain, Tianheng's people, do you still remember the glory of Tianheng? Do you still remember the glory of the royal family?"

The generous long chant resounded through the sky, and the high drink shook the soul.

At this moment, the entire Tianpeng Holy City was silent.

No one dares to answer this kind of historical question, nor does he want to answer it.

"U, Jin Peng's son Li Feiyu."

Having said that, Li Feiyu winked at Han Yan.

The two cooperated for many years, and Han Yun naturally understood Li Feiyu's meaning.

Han Yan expressed his expression with a loud voice, "My son, Qingpeng Han Han!"

"Taking the blood of Tianpeng as the proof and relying on the resonance of the true spirit, we declare that after 30,000 years, glory has returned! The royal family has returned!"

As soon as the voice fell, Li Feiyu reached out to the high tower at the highest point of Tianpeng Holy City.

This is an octagonal spire that is six or seven hundred feet high.

The tower is milky white, with dense mystic runes inscribed on each side.

These runes radiate colorful glow, forming a light curtain covering the entire white minaret.

Li Feiyu pointed out, and the golden wings on the back bloomed with brilliant gold.

"cracking……"

A trembling cry sounded, and the brilliant golden light burst out suddenly, and the long-winged golden-winged Dapeng manifested on the head of Li Feiyu.

At the same time, Han Yan also showed a figure of ten thousand Qingpeng above his head.

These two Dapeng methods ... a small part is the vision caused by the breath of Dapeng's blood in the wings, most of which come from Li Yu's virtual image.

Two Peng shadows rose into the sky, and two Dapeng crows rang through the sky.

At this moment, the white minaret on the top of the mountain shook, and all the runes on the tower lit up at the same time.

"cracking……"

A huge cry sounded from among the white towers.

Between the endless stream of brilliance, a huge and incomparable Dapeng image was manifested in the void.

The Dapeng image covers the sky, the wings stretch, the mountains are covered, and the clouds are covered. The feathers are brilliant, the sun is shining, the stars are shining.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

The three Dapeng stood facing each other, and the sound of the cries shook the world, the vast breath spread over the earth.

"The real spirit resonates!"

In the entire Tianpeng holy city, countless Tianpeng people only felt that a heavy mountain was pressed down above their heads.

There was a roar of trembling in the bloodline, making their uncontrollable legs soft and kneeling on the ground.

"Tianpeng in the holy mountain, Tianheng's people, your king, is back!"

Li Feiyu seems to be really into the show, open his arms, stand proudly in the air, and welcome everyone's worship.

"Meet the Son of Jinpeng! Meet the Son of Qingpeng!"

Under the monstrous might of the real spirit, all Tianpeng people recognized their identities and saluted them together.

History has passed, and success or failure is meaningless.

The return of the royal family will bring new hope to the Tianpeng family. Rising, being strong, and recovering the lost glory are the aspirations of all Tianpeng people.

"Welcome to the return of the Son!"

A crowd of Tianpeng shouted and fell to the ground.

As a result, two counterfeit goods set foot on the road full of flowers. In the worship of countless people, and among the welcome of countless people, they stepped into the Holy City of Tianpeng.

"What the hell!"

Li Yu shook his head silently ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Touched his chin and smiled bitterly.

"This is learning me? This is obviously learning me, isn't it? You can't think of a new trick when you create the real spirit? If you want to play, try some new tricks!"

Li Yu rubbed his temples, indicating a headache.

This thick outfit is forcing a pendulum style, which is obviously the style of Her Majesty Yu Huang.

This is already the upper beam is not right!

"Forget it, just let them play! Although the movement is a bit bigger, the effect is better. As the royal son of the royal family, the twelve changes can be easily obtained."

Li Yu waved his hand and let them go to play.

"In Tianpeng Holy City, there is also an anonymous fish shop owner. The bloodlines of the five-colored peacock family also have the five-colored gods. Then be more authentic than anyone else!"

Li Yu smiled and entered the theater mode again.