Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Seeing this, Yang Gan and the turtle demon looked at each other and then sucked back the other two demon pills in the same way.

Not a word.

The two demons immediately closed their eyes and rested their minds.

After resting for several days.

Feng Xi and Turtle Demon regained their mana and replenished their vitality.

At this time.

The ninth-level wind-splitting beast slowly turned to Han Li, glanced at him gently, and then quickly cast a spell on the light barrier that trapped Han Li.

The red light instantly penetrated into the light shield, flickering inside. The light flashed wildly for several times, and finally the entire shield collapsed silently.

However, Han Li remained calm and did not show any surprise or surprise, as if he had already expected such a result.

"Next, two fellow Taoists and I are going to merge the two bone wings into one and start the fusion of wind and thunder. Fellow Daoist Li, your wood attribute spiritual power must be used as a balancing force to mediate.

Fellow Daoist Li, get ready! "Seeing this, Feng Xi said with a calmer expression.

After saying that, he ignored Han Li and instead took out three vials from his storage bag and threw two of them out.

Yang Qian and Gui Yao looked at each other and took them over respectively.

"Two fellow Taoists, please be more careful.

Integrating wind and thunder spiritual power below is a mana-consuming task.

Each vial contains a drop of collected ten thousand years of spiritual fluid.

Wait until the mana is gone, then continue taking it. It is important to ensure that the fusion process is completed in one go, without any mistakes, otherwise the Wind and Thunder Wings will not be born. "Splitting Wind Beast solemnly ordered.

"Don't worry, Qian will definitely do his best." Yang Qian rubbed the vial and responded with a smile.

As the day when the Wind and Thunder Wings take shape gets closer and closer, Yang Qian is even more excited than Feng Xi.

"Yes! Gui also wants to see what magical powers the wind and thunder wings will have after successfully refining them." The turtle demon on the side also patted his chest and assured.

Seeing this, Feng Xi had a look of satisfaction on his face.

Seven days later, a huge silver arc intertwined with the white wind, forming a raging and violent light shield.

In this strong wind, the cracking wind beast looked extremely nervous, and it kept pouring various soothing techniques into the light barrier.

Yang Gan watched every change of the Wind and Thunder Wings with all his concentration, his eyes full of anticipation.

'Soon! '

At this moment, every change of Wind and Thunder Wings is particularly critical.

More than 20 days passed.

The wind was calm and the waves were calm, even the violent thunder and wind disappeared without a trace, revealing a pair of silver-white wings.

It mainly uses the bones of Lei Peng, uses other spiritual bird materials as flesh and blood, and then turns the power of wind and thunder into long feathers.

In this way, a pair of wind and thunder wings are formed!
Now the spiritual wings seem to be completed.

But in fact, the power of wind and thunder on the long feathers has just taken shape and has not yet been truly stabilized.

Therefore, Feng Xi and others, even though most of their mana had been consumed, they still poured wind and thunder spiritual power into the light shield, for fear of being in vain.

Yang Qian was not passive at all and controlled the output of spiritual power strictly according to Feng Xi's instructions.

Seeing this, Feng Xi naturally paid more attention to Yang Qian.

However, he was also a little depressed.

This wind-splitting beast originally thought that buying three drops of spiritual liquid from other demon cultivators was enough to prevent excessive consumption of mana.

But I didn't expect that when actually refining the wind and thunder wings, the amount of spiritual power consumed was far beyond expectations.

Fortunately, judging from the current situation, even at the expense of some vitality, he could barely hold on to the end.

Otherwise, if the treasure refining failed due to this reason, he would have nowhere to buy the regret medicine.

Yang Qian seemed to notice Feng Xi's mood swings, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Just when the ninth-level demon cultivator secretly sighed for luck, he suddenly felt a strange wave of spiritual energy appearing in the refining room.

Although the time is short and a little weak, it is extremely pure.

Feng Xi's expression changed slightly, and his cold gaze glanced over, finally landing on Han Li, and his expression darkened.

Han Li's expression changed greatly, and he forced a smile at him.

But the demon stared at him coldly, showing no expression at all.

"Take it out!" the demon said numbly.

"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, as if he was about to make some move.

But this time.

Yang Qian, who was on the side, suddenly smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Li, don't skip the toast and eat the fine wine! It's better to take it out, otherwise Qian might do something in anger."

As Yang Qian spoke, the red scales on his cheeks flashed wildly.

When Han Li stood in the magic circle and saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, and then nodded with an ugly expression.

"I just had a misunderstanding." As soon as he finished speaking, Han Li took out a small bottle.

"That's what's in this bottle!" Feng Xi looked coldly at the vial he took out from Han Li's cuff, with a strange look on his face. He grabbed it with one hand and the vial flew into his hand instantly.

"I want to see what's in the bottle. I've never heard of anything else that can instantly replenish spiritual power besides ten thousand years of spiritual liquid." Feng Xi looked at the vial, tossed it casually with one hand, and murmured said.

The turtle demon also looked over with curiosity. He had exhausted all his mana and could no longer hold on.

Feng Xi immediately opened the vial, and a trace of pure spiritual energy came out!

The demon first glanced into the bottle, then sniffed it with his pointed nose, showing a strange look on his face.

"Why, what is it?" This time it was the turtle demon who asked uneasily.

"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! Is this also ten thousand years of spiritual liquid?" Upon hearing this, the turtle demon immediately became energetic and shouted in surprise.

He has the lowest magic power among the two demons, and he really doesn't have the confidence to survive until the end, so he is so happy.

"Hmph, there must be other things mixed in. The color is a bit light green, and there is a bit more wood spirit energy." Feng Xi looked at the small half bottle of liquid carefully and said with a suspicious look in his eyes.

Hearing these words, Yang Gan looked over with a flash of eyes.

The thing in the bottle must be Han Li's diluted "Towering Fortune Dew".

"I mixed some old elixirs into it, and since I am a wood-attributed martial artist, the more natural wood auras I have, the better." Han Li smiled bitterly and replied very honestly.

Feng Xi frowned after hearing this, and when he wanted to ask more questions, the turtle demon started shouting loudly.

"Brother Feng, bring the spiritual liquid here quickly and let me take a sip before talking. You also know that although we can barely support it, this is overdrafting our own vitality, and our cultivation will regress afterwards. I must add Some spiritual power." The turtle demon became a little anxious as if he was afraid that Feng Xi would disagree.

"Of course I know about this, but this spiritual liquid..." The humanoid wind-splitting beast still hesitated.

"Brother Feng, the pure spiritual energy in this bottle cannot be faked. How can a junior in the elixir formation stage make waves?" Yang Gan rolled his eyes and said suddenly.

Han Li was speechless after hearing this.

"In this case, I am a bit weak in mana. Let me share the liquid in the bottle equally among the three of us. In this way, when the treasure is successfully refined, we will not lose much true energy." Feng Xi smiled dumbly after hearing this. , and then said with a slight roll of his eyes.

Then he tilted his neck and drank more than a third of the earth spirit liquid before throwing it to the turtle demon with a smile.

As a level nine monster, he would not be afraid of poison or anything like that, but the aura contained in the liquid was genuine, and he naturally did not want to let it go.

After the turtle demon took the vial, he didn't say much. He also drank half of the remaining liquid and threw the bottle to Yang Gan.

Yang Qian pinched the bottle, opened his mouth suddenly, and swallowed the bottle directly. "belch!"

After swallowing, Yang Qian burped, which made Feng Xi and Gu Yao burst into laughter.

Not long after, Feng Xi and Turtle Demon felt the resurgence of their mana, and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Feng Xi's original doubts were gone.

"Now that we have reached the stage of refining the treasure, this human monk is of little use. Let me deal with him. It's really an eyesore for a human to stand aside." The turtle demon said in a voice transmission with a fierce flash of light.

"Don't touch him for the time being! Although there is no need for wood spiritual energy in the next few days, it is better to be cautious and wait until the spiritual wings are released before killing him." Feng Xi's eyes also inadvertently glanced at Han Li. Turn, he said indifferently.

"Well, let this human live for a few more days!" The turtle demon was slightly surprised after hearing this, but in the end he patiently agreed.

Han Li only saw the two demons' lips moving slightly, so naturally he had no way of knowing the specific content of the conversation.

But when he saw them looking at him with malicious eyes, he vaguely guessed something. However, at this moment, he was quite calm. He glanced around to catch the traces and paused slightly on Yang Qian's body for a moment.

Then, Han Li sat down cross-legged without saying a word, slowly closing his eyes, as if he was ready to die.

In fact, Han Li's heart was beating fast at this moment.

Just now, Yang Gan actually sent him a message in front of Feng Xi and Turtle Demon, which shocked them.

However, Han Li felt completely at ease when he discovered that even the wind-splitting beast Feng Xi, who was a ninth-level monster, was not aware of this.

Yang Qian's power of consciousness is probably far superior to that of the two demons.

Therefore, under Yang Qian's guidance, Han Li slowly mobilized the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in his body, shooting out thin and silky pale golden arcs in his body, controlling them not to explode.

Then, just like a golden silkworm spinning silk, the wind spirit energy planted by the old demon in the body was wrapped layer by layer with dense golden threads of the evil-fighting god Thunder.

Naturally, this wind spirit energy cannot be refined by Han Li's current cultivation level, nor can it be completely eliminated by the evil-fighting divine thunder.

But to temporarily trap it and prevent it from attacking, Han Li was somewhat confident based on his experience in restraining dry blue ice beads.

After all, according to Han Li's speculation, there might be a big battle soon, and he, a mere late-stage pill-forming monk, would not want to get involved.

At this time, the turtle demon had recovered less than half of his spiritual power, and was continuing to inject spiritual power into the light shield with great ease. He glanced at Feng Xi, as if he remembered something and wanted to say something.

But just opening his mouth slightly, his expression suddenly changed, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

The Turtle Demon Technique stopped and fell to the ground. His mouth was open, but no sound came out.

An incredible scene appeared!

The turtle demon's abdomen suddenly expanded 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 Feng Xi saw this, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately thought of the diluted spiritual liquid in Han Li's vial.

"court death!"

Seeing this scene, Feng Xi's face flashed and he shouted angrily.

Then the figure suddenly disappeared from the place, and the next moment he appeared like a ghost behind Han Li. He raised one hand and turned into a sharp black claw with a "swish" sound, and was about to pierce it hard.

His movements were as fast as lightning. Although Han Li had been alert for a long time, he could not keep up with the opponent's movements. He could only turn his body to one side in a hurry.

However, Han Li found that Feng Xi seemed to be frozen in place, completely unresponsive and not even looking at him.

He looked up and couldn't help but be startled.

I see.

The head of the turtle demon named Gui was cut off by a silver-white three-foot-long sword, and the blood spurted out and stained the stone wall.

A turtle demon inner elixir that shimmered with white light was played with by Yang Gan with two fingers.

As for the green fire transformed by the turtle demon's soul, it just flashed and fell into the soul-capturing bottle prepared by Yang Gan in advance.

The demon had no resistance at all, and was immediately killed by Yang Qian.

"Brother Qian, you, what are you doing?!"

The corners of Feng Xi's eyes twitched violently. He no longer cared about Han Li, but asked with shock and disbelief on his face.

The other party actually killed the turtle demon directly!
What is going on?

Feng Xi felt a chill immediately rush up his back, and he already felt that something was wrong.

"Hey, Brother Feng, in the past six months, you and I have gotten along extremely harmoniously, and I can't bear to do anything to you. But don't worry, after you are reincarnated, I will definitely not use your pair of 'Wind and Thunder Wings' Bury it, I will take it to all walks of life in the future, and I will never let you down." Yang Qian sighed, his hand shook, and all the turtle blood dripped from the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder Sword.

This turtle monster possesses the talent of being almost indestructible. It must directly hit its vital points to kill the opponent in one fell swoop.

"Are you human?!" Feng Xi's pupils shrank instantly, and the shock in his heart was like grains of sand in the strong wind, pushed to the top by the huge waves.

He looked at the other party in disbelief, once suspecting that his perception was wrong.

However, now the other party is indeed a human being.

At this moment, Feng Xicai woke up from a dream and finally understood the truth of the matter - the other party was not a demon cultivator, but a cunning human cultivator pretending to be one!
Feng Xi couldn't accept such a result. With his cultivation and strength that dwarfed all heroes, he was actually deceived by a human monk for so long!
Shame and anger burned like fire in his heart.

"I will never forgive you!"

Although he didn't know what method the other party relied on to hide it from him, Feng Xi asked himself that with his own cultivation strength, he was not without the power to fight.

What's more, the "Wind and Thunder Wings" have not yet been refined, so how can Feng Xi give up this treasure.

Yang Qian had already expected this.

In the past six months, when he communicated with Feng Xi, his strength was only one point higher than that of the other party. Moreover, the Split Wind Beast was known for its speed, so the other party had the intention of being unable to defeat it and could escape at any time.

Therefore, Feng Xi will never escape before the "Wind and Thunder Wings" are refined.

Regarding Feng Xi's psychology, Yang Qian instantly guessed most of it.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't know the difference in strength between the two.

Thinking of this, Yang Qian's face showed a hint of sarcasm, and he flicked Feng Xi's sleeves without saying a word.

Suddenly, a small golden and white sword shot out from his sleeve, and in a flash, it turned into hundreds of golden and white sword lights, making a loud sound in the air, and a dense sword net headed towards the cover of the Split Wind Beast.

The terrifying power of thunder contained in it made Feng Xi's scalp numb.

"You actually have the attribute of thunder!" Feng Xi couldn't help shouting, his voice full of resentment and consternation, "Human, you have already set your sights on my 'Wind and Thunder Wings'!"

However, Feng Xi had no time to think about this at this moment, because the countless sword lights had formed a huge sword net, surrounding him.

Although he was confident that his speed was the best in the world, he also felt a deep chill under this sword net.

The hall here is not too spacious. Even if Feng Xi thinks he has the best speed in the world, he will not be able to escape this sword net.

As for Han Li, under Yang Gan's instructions, he took advantage of the chaos and hid behind Yang Gan. He looked at Feng Xi coldly, with a cold light in his eyes.

Only then did Feng Xi suddenly realize that Yang Qian and Han Li were actually acquaintances.

This discovery made him feel shocked, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He secretly swore in his heart that if he could survive this disaster safely, he would make these two ignorant humans pay the price.

"Cunning Humans!"

"Don't underestimate me!" Feng Xi was angry and angry. He immediately shook his sleeves, his hands flashed red, and a pair of short swords appeared at the same time.

As soon as he raised his hand, the two short swords turned into two red lights. He went straight to the sword formation and attacked.

Yang Gan glanced at the demon coldly, and after snorting, he made a hand seal, and the swirling golden and white electric arcs exploded from the sword array with a "stab" sound.

Feng Xi's pair of red short swords were already under the sword formation at this time. After circling, they would cross and slash downward from both sides at the same time, trying to break the sword formation at once.

But Yang Gan just stretched out a finger, pointed at the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder Sword and Yimu Zhenglei Sword in front of him, and pointed lightly.

hum-

The sword light in the sky was dazzling, and it collided with the red short sword, making a rapid metal collision sound.

Click!

A clear cracking sound was heard, and Feng Xi's pair of red short swords were immediately broken into several pieces, and the aura dimmed.

At this moment, Feng Xi seemed to be hit hard by the cold reality. The movements in his hands suddenly stopped, and his whole person stood there as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. (End of chapter)