Chapter 415: Dark Lightning Peng King's Feather

Yang Che was suspended in the air, quietly looking at the motionless Hell Phoenix in the dark lock net, his eyes slightly fixed, without any expression.

"My friend, I am willing to be captured because of the cloak on your back. The black feathers on this cloak belong to an old friend of mine. I just want to take a look, no other intention."

The voice of the Hell Phoenix contained a hint of sadness, which was very contagious.

Yang Che was surprised when he heard it.

The black feather cloak on his back is a very precious ancient treasure of speed.

And the speed of the black feather cloak is so fast, which is also the role of these mysterious black feathers.

And the Hell Phoenix in front of him actually said that the black feathers on the cloak belonged to her friend. If what she said is true, wouldn't the soul of the Hell Phoenix have existed for countless tens of thousands of years?

It is even very likely that she lived in the same era as Tianxie Ziyin.

When Yang Che was surprised, the voice of Hell Phoenix sounded again:

"My friend, I didn't expect you to be so vigilant. Although I am barely alive, I still have a few treasures that I can show off. How about I exchange these black feathers with you?"

Yang Che suddenly laughed and said, "Senior Youfeng, since you have been captured by me, won't these treasures of yours fall into my hands as well?"

Youfeng's eyes showed a playful look, and he said, "That may not be the case. If I don't want to, no one can find these treasures. And if I want to, I can immediately destroy my soul here, and everything will disappear."

When Yang Che heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

No wonder Hell Phoenix was willing to be captured, it turned out that he had already made up his mind to die.

But since the words have come to this point, Yang Che will naturally not miss the opportunity and immediately said:

"Senior Youfeng, I want a real feather of your "Hell Youfeng Clan", do you have it?"

Hell Youfeng was stunned when she heard the words. She did not expect that the black-robed young man in front of her actually wanted the real feather of her clan.

After a slight surprise, Hell Youfeng shook the illusory phoenix head and said with some regret:

"I know where the real feather of the real feather is, but that place, with your identity and cultivation, I am afraid there is no hope to set foot."

Originally, Yang Che saw Hell Youfeng shaking her head, and his heart was gloomy and full of disappointment, but after hearing her words, hope was immediately rekindled.

"Senior Youfeng, what is the place? I am willing to exchange a black feather for this information."

Yang Che did not hesitate, and immediately surged with magic power, forcibly plucked a black feather from the black feather cloak, and threw it to the Hell Youfeng in the dark lock net.

The dark light of the Youfeng flashed, and suddenly turned into a beautiful middle-aged woman, reaching out to take the black feather.

She stared with eyes tightly, tears in her eyes.

Yang Che noticed that the beautiful woman transformed by Youfeng was very illusory, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

He couldn't help but think of what the golden dragon in the magic stone space had said.

At that time, Yang Che asked the golden dragon in confusion, since the golden dragon had a high level of cultivation, why didn't he transform into a human form.

The golden dragon said that for spirit beasts like them, their life span was about to end. If they kept their transformation, their life span would be lost faster, especially their souls would weaken faster.

If they kept their original bodies and used secret methods to fall into a deep sleep, their life span would be lost more slowly, and their souls would weaken more slowly.

This was somewhat subversive to Yang Che's imagination. After all, he thought that the original bodies of spirit beasts were huge, and it seemed that maintaining the original bodies would consume more energy than maintaining human forms?

However, when Yang Che thought of the secret methods and souls of the spirit beasts, he was not surprised and did not delve into the reason.

And the Youfeng in front of him seemed to be the same.

After Youfeng transformed into a beautiful woman, Yang Che clearly felt that she was weaker.

"My friend, where did you get this cloak?"

The voice of Hell Phoenix was full of vicissitudes and sadness.

Yang Che had nothing to hide, so he immediately told how he got the black feather cloak.

After hearing this, Hell Phoenix murmured: "Ancient Sand Sea... Mohist..."

After murmuring softly, Hell Phoenix suddenly stretched out his hand and brushed the black feather.

Yang Che was immediately surprised to see a very weak arc of electricity passing over the black feather.

With a thought in his mind, Yang Che immediately asked excitedly: "Senior Youfeng, what exactly is this black feather...?"

Hell Phoenix sighed softly and said faintly:

"This feather is the secondary feather of the Dark Lightning Peng King. The Dark Lightning Peng King and I are both from the Feiling Clan in the 'Demon Realm' of the Spirit World. In that tragic ancient war, our Feiling Clan was severely damaged by the Ancient Demon Clan. Both our Feng Clan branch and the Peng Clan branch lost a large number of strong men, almost extinct. Alas, that ancient demon clan is really terrible."

Yang Che was stunned.

The Hell Phoenix and the owner of the cloak feathers, the Dark Lightning Peng King, actually also came from the Spirit World Flying Spirit Clan?

This is really incredible.

At this moment, Yang Che suddenly thought of "cause and effect" for some reason.

It seemed that for a moment, he had a different understanding of "cause and effect" and grasped a trace of inexplicable mysterious power from it.

It's just a pity that this feeling was fleeting, just like the starry sky power he felt when he held the "Full Star Pattern Stone".

Yang Che held the black feather cloak tightly in his hand, staring at these black feathers with a hot look in his eyes, and his mind was turning rapidly.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and threw the black feather cloak to the Hell Phoenix.

The Hell Phoenix took it and looked at Yang Che with surprise and some confusion.

Yang Che said: "Senior Youfeng, since you are from the Spirit World Flying Spirit Clan, I think we still have some fate, so you can take all the feathers of Senior Dark Lightning Peng King."

Hell Youfeng's beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, and she couldn't help but become more confused: "Little friend, how do you say this?"

Yang Che immediately made a thought and sacrificed one of his natal magic weapons, the 'Nine Spirit Sword'.

One of the three major spiritual treasures of the Feiling Tribe.

At the same time, Yang Che was also prepared for unexpected surprises.

"Nine Spirit Sword?"

As soon as Hell Youfeng saw the Nine Spirit Sword, his illusory face immediately showed a look of extreme shock and surprise.

Yang Che immediately took back the Nine Spirit Sword again.

There was an uncertain look in Hell Youfeng's eyes, but in the end she sighed and said quietly:

"Little friend, this sword was also severely damaged in the ancient war. If I remember correctly, this sword was broken into nine broken swords and was brought to the human world by my Feiling tribe. You again? How to get this sword? And this sword is actually one, but it seems that there is a demon spirit missing? "

Yang Che glanced at the feather of the Dark Lightning Peng King on the ancient treasure cloak, and with a change of heart, he told Hell Youfeng about the experience of obtaining this sword.

Of course, he simply ignored some of the details and did not elaborate on them to Hell Youfeng.

After hearing this, Hell Youfeng couldn't help but fell silent.

After a while, she sighed again: "Little friend, it seems that we, the Feiling Tribe, and you do have a great fate."

When Yang Che heard this and the gentle tone of Hell Phoenix, his tight guard finally relaxed.

"Little friend, what's your name?" Hell Youfeng suddenly asked seriously.

Yang Che suddenly stretched out his hand, retracted the secret lock net, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Yang Che."

Hell Youfeng nodded slightly and said: "Okay, Yang Che, if you want to get my clan's true feather, go to Yinluo Tower. There is a true feather of my hellfeng clan sealed in this tower."

When Yang Che heard this, his expression couldn't help but change.