Chapter 268: Thunderbolt Wings

Elder Long's extremely surprised voice made Han Feng a little overwhelmed for a while, could it be that 'Kunpeng' is not allowed to be known by others? However, Han Feng was able to know about Kunpeng because he had heard about it on Earth, and it was said that Kunpeng was a divine beast in ancient times, and its status and strength were comparable to that of a dragon and a phoenix.

"Elder Long, shouldn't I know?" Han Feng asked cautiously with a half-squinted gaze.

"Oh, by the way, the old man is old, some things have been forgotten, it's okay, it's okay. ”

Long Lao only remembered that Han Feng had crossed over from the earth, and after so many years on the earth, it also knew that the existence of some divine beasts on the earth had been written in the textbooks, because they thought that it was something made up by their predecessors, so they didn't take it seriously, so it was reasonable for Han Feng to know about the Kunpeng clan.

Long Lao's explanation did not convince Han Feng completely, but Han Feng didn't know what to ask for a short time, so he skipped this stubble, and the two fell into a short period of dullness.

"Boy, do you still want to go out, if you still want to go out, go and get those pair of bone wings down!" Long Lao was the first to speak, breaking the deadlock.

"Oh oh oh, okay!"

Han Feng came back to his senses and hurriedly agreed, but as soon as he remembered that the dead demonic beast on the round platform actually had a trace of the meager blood of the golden-winged Dapeng on his body, Han Feng was even more energetic, adjusted his state, and rushed forward again, but without exception, in the next few impacts, Han Feng still failed to land on the round platform, and was rushed out of the round platform by a powerful force every time.

However, every time Han Feng rushed onto the round platform, he spent significantly more time on the round platform, maybe as long as he rushed dozens or hundreds of times more, after his body functions were familiar with the power of the thunder carving's electric system, maybe Han Feng would be able to completely stand on the round platform.

The impact of several times not only brought Han Feng a soul impact, but also his physical body was even more miserable, his body was scorched black, and the clothes on his body had already turned into ashes under the power of the electric system, at this moment Han Feng only had a big pair of pants left on his body, and with the continuous impact on the round platform, that big pants would probably turn into ashes in a short time.

Again, Han Feng was rushed off the round platform by the furious power of the electric system, knelt on one leg, raised his head suddenly, a pair of eagle-like eyes stared at the pair of bone wings on the round platform, his eyes shrank suddenly, and with a wave of his right hand, the silver snake spear appeared in his hand, and more than a day had passed, if Han Feng had fully adapted to the breath of the thunder eagle, he didn't know how long it would be, obviously Han Feng didn't have that much time, and he could only be in danger at the moment.

Han Feng accelerated and rushed forward, jumping halfway, his body rushed straight up to the round platform like a wild dragon going out to sea, when he stepped on the round platform, I don't know how many times he had experienced the power of the electric system swept through his body again, and in just a moment, the smell of scorching came out of Han Feng's body.

Countless currents flowed wantonly in Han Feng's body, destroying the five meridians and six veins, burning the muscle tissue, and Han Feng was so painful that the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he was in a cold sweat.

The silver snake spear in his hand was thrust downward, and with a 'boom', the silver snake spear stuck straight on the round platform, and it was with the help of the silver snake gun that Han Feng was able to avoid being hit out of the round platform by the violent power this time, but instead, Han Feng needed to bear more electric power, and Han Feng grinned in pain, and from time to time he would roar twice from his mouth, in order to vent the pain in his body.

Moving forward with difficulty, step by step, the tip of the Silver Snake Spear actually became a little dull because it was inserted into the hard ground of the round platform again and again, causing Han Feng to almost be knocked out of the round platform by the berserk ability when he moved forward several times in the future, but in the end, there was still no danger.

Looking at the body of the thunder carving that was only less than one meter away from him, Han Feng's face was happy, but the movements in his hands became more and more careful, if at this time, because of carelessness caused his efforts in this period of time to be in vain, Han Feng was likely to angrily slap himself on the spot.

Step by step, steady and steady, the distance of the last meter actually consumed Han Feng's time for a pillar of incense, but the ultimate goal was also achieved.

The body of the thunder eagle was within reach, Han Feng could no longer bear the ecstasy that he had been suppressing in his heart, and laughed out loud, but under the wordless ridicule of Long Lao, Han Feng also touched his head in disdain, and hurriedly took off a pair of bone wings, and then the silver snake spear was pulled out, and the whole body was immediately rushed out of the ring by the violent energy.

At the moment when he took out the bone wings, Han Feng found that this thunder eagle was actually caught and placed here, for no other reason, after taking off the bone wings, Han Feng saw a pair of extremely thick iron chains tightly buckled the thunder eagle under the body of the thunder eagle, so that it could not leave the round platform at all, perhaps it was precisely because of the existence of that iron chain that the thunder eagle finally died here.

This time, perhaps it was because the distance from the Thunder Eagle was too close, or because the Thunder Eagle's bone wings were taken, causing the power he was bearing to be even stronger, so that Han Feng was directly hit by the rock wall before stopping.

His body was in pain, even though Han Feng's body bones were much stronger than those of cultivators of the same level, but under this blow, Han Feng only felt that his entire body bones were about to fall apart.

Lying on the ground and wailing for a long time before stopping, feeling the pair of huge bone wings in his arms, Han Feng finally felt that his suffering was not in vain, and joy overflowed his face.

"Elder Long, I got the bone wings, what should I do then?" Han Feng hurriedly asked, now that the bone wings have been taken, I just don't know how Long Lao can get out of here with a pair of bone wings.

"No, this is the refining method of the Thunderbolt Wings, you can figure it out for yourself. As soon as Old Long finished speaking, Han Feng felt the refining method of the 'Thunder Lightning Wings' in his mind, and he was overjoyed, and hurriedly looked at it.

After a full cup of tea, Han Feng took a general look at the contents, and reluctantly withdrew from it, sighing for a while that the capable people in the world were really powerful, and they actually came up with the idea of turning the wings of the demonic beast into their own wings to make up for the defect that humans could not fly in the sky when they were low-level, and now this method is obviously especially suitable for themselves, if they can integrate this pair of bone wings with themselves, then they can fly directly out of this broken place.