Chapter 346 True Spirit Resonance Return of the Royal Family

"What a big city!"

Flying all the way, after approaching the holy city of Tianpeng, what appeared in front of the two was a huge city that stretched as far as the eye could see.

The city was built on the mountain, and the huge green mountain tens of thousands of feet high in front of you was a city.

A white light curtain shrouded the sky above the city. At this moment, a large group of Tianpeng people flapped their wings and broke out from the light curtain, looking at Li Feiyu and Han Li from a distance.

"Is it the Holy Son? The blood is so strong, it should be the Holy Son?"

"It shows the appearance of Tianpeng, so it must be the Holy Son."

"There are actually two holy sons appearing at the same time? Our clan will surely prosper!"

This group of Tianpeng clansmen looked at Li Feiyu and Han Li who were flying all the way from a distance, discussing in one go.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

There was a sharp sound of wings, and a group of Tianpeng people wearing golden armor and golden wings stretched behind them flew out of the light curtain.

This group of Golden Winged Tianpeng people broke through the air and greeted Li Feiyu and Han Li.

"I'm going down to Jinling, and I'll pay my respects to the Holy Son of Jinpeng, and to the Holy Son of Qingpeng."

First, a blond girl in a white robe spread her golden wings and bowed to Li Feiyu and Han Li.

"Free gift!"

Li Feiyu waved his hands expressionlessly.

Han Li stood beside Li Feiyu and nodded to everyone with a smile on his face.

"May I ask the surname of the two holy sons? Where did you come from?"

After the blond girl Jin Ling got up, she asked Li Feiyu and Han Li with a smile on her face.

After all, Li Feiyu and Han Li were both strangers, and it was unbelievable that two holy sons appeared suddenly without warning.

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

Now, the Holy Lord has fallen, and the Holy Son is already the leader. If you don't know the origin, don't know the ins and outs, you don't dare to recognize each other rashly.

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

The Creation Spirit has already extracted the memories of three Tianpeng people, so it is not difficult to find a suitable origin.

"Heaven... Tianheng royal family?"

Jin Ling looked at the two with horror on his face, and believed 99% of their origins. Apart from the Tianheng royal family, where else is there a holy son with such pure blood?

"More than 30,000 years have passed, the Tianheng Department... the Tianheng royal family, has it returned?"

Thinking of the glorious years when the Tianpeng clan ruled the seventy-two tribes of the Yu clan, a civil war caused the extremely powerful Tianpeng clan to fall apart and become the last of the seventy-two tribes of the Yu clan.

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

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

"The feather of the peng, shines on the sun and the moon and shines on the stars."

Li Feiyu followed the instructions of the True Creation Spirit, stood proudly with his hands behind his back, and chanted impassionedly.

"After 30,000 years, the heavenly birds of the holy mountain, the people of Tianheng, 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-spirited shout shook the soul.

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

No one dared to answer this kind of historical question, nor did they want to answer it.

"I, Li Feiyu, Son of the Golden Roc."

Having said that, Li Feiyu winked at Han Li.

The two had cooperated for many years, and Han Li naturally understood what Li Feiyu meant.

Han Li's expression was serious, and he called out his name loudly, "I, Qingpeng Saint Son Han Li!"

"With the blood of Tianpeng as evidence and the resonance of the true spirit as evidence, declare: After thirty thousand years, the glory has returned! The royal family has returned!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Feiyu pointed to the highest tower in Tianpeng Holy City.

This is an octagonal minaret six or seven hundred feet high.

The body of the tower is milky white, and densely packed mysterious runes are imprinted on each side.

These runes exude multicolored rays of light, turning into a light curtain that covers the entire white spire.

As soon as Li Feiyu pointed it out, a brilliant golden glow bloomed from the golden wings behind him.

"cracking……"

A loud cry sounded, and a brilliant golden light suddenly burst out, and a golden-winged roc with a length of ten thousand feet and wings hanging down from the clouds manifested above Li Feiyu's head.

At the same time, a mighty green roc appeared above Han Li's head.

These two Dapeng dharma... a small part is the vision caused by the blood of the Dapeng in the wings, and most of them come from the virtual image made by Li Yu.

Two roc shadows soared into the sky, and two roc cries resounded through the sky.

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

"cracking……"

A loud cry sounded from the white tower.

During the endless brilliance, an incomparably huge roc image manifested in the void.

The image of the roc covers the sky and the sun, with its wings stretched, covering the mountains and the hanging clouds. The feathers are brilliant, shining on the sun and the moon, shining on the stars.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

The three rocs stood facing each other, their cries shook the world, and the vast aura was overwhelming.

"True Spirit Resonance!"

In the entire Tianpeng Holy City, countless Tianpeng people only felt that a heavy mountain was pressing down on their heads.

There was a roar and vibration in the blood, which made their legs go weak and they fell to their knees involuntarily.

"Tianpeng of the Holy Mountain, the people of Tianheng, your king, has returned!"

Li Feiyu seemed to have really entered the drama, with his arms outstretched, he stood proudly in mid-air, welcoming everyone's prostration.

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

Under the monstrous power of the resonance of the true spirit, at this moment, all the members of the Tianpeng clan recognized their identities and saluted them together.

History has passed, and success or failure is meaningless.

The return of the royal family will surely bring new hope for the Tianpeng family. Rising, strong, and regaining the lost glory, this is the wish of all Tianpeng people.

"Welcome the return of the Holy Son!"

All the Tianpeng shouted and fell to the ground.

Thus, the two counterfeit people stepped into the holy city of Tianpeng, stepping on the road sprinkled with flowers, amidst the worship of countless people and the greeting of countless people.

"What the hell!"

Li Yu shook his head speechlessly, touched his chin, and smiled wryly.

"You're learning from me, right? Obviously you're learning from me, right? You can't come up with a new trick if you're a good fortune spirit? If you want to play, play some new tricks!"

Li Yu rubbed his temples, expressing some headache.

This thick pretense and show off style is obviously the demeanor of His Majesty Yuhuang.

This is already the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!

"Forget it, let them play as they please! Although the movement is louder, the effect is better. As the son of the royal family, the Twelve Changes of Awakening Insects can be obtained very easily."

Li Yu waved his hand, and they were left to mess around.

"In the holy city of Tianpeng, there is also an anonymous fish shop owner. The direct blood of the five-color peacock clan also has five-color divine light. Let's compare who is more authentic!"

Li Yu chuckled and entered the mode of watching a movie again.