"What!?" Liu Yutao's face also changed, and he looked into the distance. He immediately felt a powerful aura rising, with a murderous aura that made people shudder.

"That guy is not dead yet? Why is this Wing Clan so resistant to fighting?" Ada looked panicked, "What should I do? Dean, let's run away quickly!"

A trace of despair flashed in Liu Yutao's eyes, but he did not forget to joke with Ah Da, "Will the five-clawed golden dragon not escape in front of the Wing Clan?"

"Dean, why can you still laugh??" Ada was like an ant on a hot pan. "In the current situation, what can I do if I don't run away? Can't you teleport to the Shura territory? Let's go there."

"It's too late." Liu Yutao smiled bitterly, "There are no people."

"Have the Flying Tiger Army not here yet?" Li Yirou said anxiously.

Geng Pengxiao had long been so scared that he was out of his mind. After Li Yirou shouted, he recovered and said with a bitter face: "Not yet."

It is not long for a stick of incense, but it is already long enough for a strong man of Ji Jingyuan. From the beginning to now, it has only been a little more than half a stick of incense.

"It's over, we're all going to die here." Li Yirou said miserably, falling to the ground.

At this time, everyone was injured. Even if Ji Jingyuan was at the end of his strength, they could not handle it. As for ordinary immortal cultivators like Ke Yuanbin and Geng Pengxiao, they were cannon fodder in front of Ji Jingyuan and could not play any role.

In the distance, Ji Jingyuan maintained his human appearance, but his whole body was bathed in a transparent light.

These lights are the origin of life.

At the critical moment, Ji Jingyuan activated his human skills, refining the origin of life in his body, reshaping the qi sea in the dantian, and transferring the Nascent Soul, who should have been destroyed by Liu Yutao's spear with his dantian Qi sea.

But this kind of exercise is not without cost.

The origin of life crystal is a symbol of the Wing Clan. Because of the existence of this thing, the Wing Clan can condense an extremely powerful and huge body. The symbol of the royal family is the origin of life crystal.

This time, Ji Jingyuan was forced to cut off his arm by Liu Yutao, which means that he is no longer the royal family of the Wing Clan. Even if his cultivation level is improved, he is just an ordinary Wing Clan and the lowest existence.

This humiliation and damage made Ji Jingyuan's eyes covered with blood at this moment, and the angry flames burned in the beast-like eyes.

After a few breaths, Ji Jingyuan's body changed again, his arms gradually turned into wings, his feet grew sharp claws of birds, and his whole body became like an ordinary wing tribe.

The ordinary Wing Clan is the object of enslavement for the Wing Clan royal family and is the lowest existence in the race.

At this moment, Ji Jingyuan changed from a six-winged wing king to a lowest-level slave. The anger in his heart could no longer be described in words. His wings flashed, and his whole body leaped like a big bird, flying towards the direction where Liu Yutao was.

Today, Ji Jingyuan, although the Nascent Soul in his body is still at the level of the saint, and his thinking and comprehension are also powerful people of this level, it is useless. The ordinary Wing Clan is a barbaric and low-intellectual race. In this body, it will greatly affect Ji Jingyuan's development. Not to mention continuing to break through, it is difficult to maintain his cultivation.

Over the long period of time, Ji Jingyuan's cultivation level will slowly fade and gradually become an ordinary wing tribe, eating raw meat and drinking blood, and all cultivation level will disappear.

When Ji Jingyuan thought of this, he was uncontrollable. He no longer cared about the secrets on Liu Yutao. He just wanted to kill all of them!

Pang!

Ji Jingyuan was extremely fast and appeared in front of Liu Yutao in an instant. It was like an eagle hunting. A pair of sharp claws suddenly grabbed Liu Yutao's body. The latter was powerless to resist, just like a piece of meat being pulled out by Ji Jingyuan. The sharp claws pierced into Liu Yutao's flesh. Only light red flesh could be seen, but no drop of blood was seen.

"Liu Yutao! I want you to die. Today, you all have to die. Death here!" Ji Jingyuan roared wildly, tearing his claws hard, and wanted to tear Liu Yutao apart like this, but he found that Liu Yutao's body was extremely tough. Even though he had used all his strength, he could only add some minor injuries to the latter, which was difficult to hurt the root of it.

"Damn it!" A cursed and handed the sleeping Liu Ning to Caroline. He suddenly turned into a dragon and wanted to rush towards Ji Jingyuan, but he was too seriously injured. After changing his body, he fell heavily to the ground and could not move.

"You all have to die!" Ji Jingyuan laughed hideously, "You little dragon, don't expect to be spared!"

Li Yirou frowned and took out the poison pill. However, although Ji Jingyuan was furious, he did not lose his mind and was still staying in the sky. Her poison pill needed the control of Yuanli to play a role. That kind of distance could not be achieved by her current state.

Everyone was shrouded in their hearts with a hint of despair. A strong man who was close to the saint wanted to die together in anger. For them, there was no way.

"Dean!" A voice suddenly sounded from afar.

At the same time, a cold light rose from the ground and shone towards the sky.

Brush brush...

Three sword lights flashed in succession, and Ji Jingyuan's ferocious expression suddenly freezes, and his body suddenly stiffened in the air. After a moment, several cracks emerged from his body, spewing out blood like a spring water.

A figure also rose from the ground at the same time, drifting in the wind, gently holding the falling Liu Yutao and hovering down.

The person with a look of pale face, but his eyes were bright and there was a faint smile on his lips.

"It's you?" Liu Yutao couldn't help but smile, "You can move freely so quickly?"

The person who suddenly appeared was Yu Chunhua's son and Yu Junhua's nephew. He was previously suffering from cold poison.

"My benefactor, I didn't expect that this life-saving grace was repayable so quickly." Xue Yun smiled and threw the long sword in his hand into the scabbard.

"I really didn't expect it, thank you." Liu Yutao laughed and stood up. The ring in his hand flashed, took out a pill and swallowed it down. Only then did his pale face slowly turn a trace of blood.

"Dean, how are you?" Yu Junhua ran over.

Just now, Yu Junhua brought the bloody air here, but he didn't expect that he would be so a coincidence that he saved Liu Yutao directly from Ji Jingyuan.

"Bloody flow?" Li Yirou's face changed.
Chapter completed!