The man whose heart was cut out also had a single horn and a pair of golden wings.

I don't know what kind of creature this statue is.

Lin Feng had never seen such a race before.

"It's not the corpse of Lord Shi. Where was the corpse of Lord Shi buried? Or? Did Lord Shi not fall that year?".

Lin Feng couldn't help thinking of some possibility.

When I think of that possibility.

Lin Feng's face could not help showing an extremely shocked expression.

If the Lord of the state of Shi really didn't die, where would he go?

The long years have passed.

Does time bury Lord Shi?

Lin Feng suddenly remembered the origin of Wanxian snow.

This immortal snow is the reincarnation of the peerless strong.

Now she is risking great danger.

He sacrificed nearly 10000 powerful monks at the cost of offending so many forces.

To release the mysterious friar with wings on his back.

Is it true.

Wanxianxue knew this mysterious monk with wings on his back in his previous life?

Lin Feng also thought of another possibility.

Did the friar with two wings fall when the stone kingdom fell?

Is he a subordinate of Lord Shi?

Or the enemy of Lord Shi?

If it's a subordinate.

Then wanxianxue should also be one of the strong men who participated in the destruction of the stone country that year.

However, Lin Feng guessed that wanxianxue was seriously injured in that war.

The body is estimated to have been destroyed.

So I had to choose to return.

This means is different from the legendary means of reincarnation.

The return of the peerless strong is the soul sleeping in the unborn baby's mind.

We hope to recover one day in the future.

……

"Humble creatures dare to stop us from getting out of trouble. Do you want to die?".

The terrible creature with wings on his back came out of the coffin.

The eyes flickered with a sense of killing.

Although he lost his heart, he was still very terrible.

A breath awes the world.

Suffocating.

This is absolutely an unimaginable existence.

Across the void, he punched and killed a great emperor.

The emperor's face changed greatly.

Want to quickly avoid the attack of that terrible creature.

But.

The great emperor found himself completely locked.

Therefore, there is no escape.

Had to fight the terrible creature.

……

Bang!

With the sound of a violent collision.

The two existential attacks collided.

The body of the strong man at the level of the great emperor was directly exploded, and both form and spirit were destroyed on the spot.

After seeing this scene, all the monks around showed incredible expressions.

Because the great emperor is a strong emperor.

Friars of this level look at the starry world.

It is also absolutely the existence of a hegemonic level.

But now.

Was killed in an instant.

This situation can be described as appalling.

After killing the emperor level strong man.

The creature with wings on its back suddenly sucked.

The origin of the emperor level friar was directly swallowed up by the creature with wings on his back.

"Delicious! How delicious! Can you understand the feeling of being trapped in a coffin for endless years?".

The creatures with wings on their backs looked coldly at the monks around them.

His face was cold, ferocious and full of killing intention.

It's palpitating.

……

He's like a demon coming out of hell.

When everyone faces him.

Will produce a sense of fear.

That sense of fear is fear from the depths of the soul.

……

No one spoke.

At this time, no one dared to talk to this terrible creature without authorization.

No one understands his temperament.

If you really communicate with him.

Probably killed by him.

……

"Darkness, loneliness, loneliness, hatred, unwilling, longing...".

Continued the winged creature.

He seemed to be talking to himself.

"In the endless darkness, I taste loneliness and loneliness alone. Hatred breeds in my heart and occupies my body and my mind. I am not willing to be trapped all the time, so I began to struggle. It is because of the continuous struggle that I didn't die. Finally one day, I felt a trace of familiar breath and saw the hope of getting out of trouble...".

At this point.

The creatures with wings on their backs looked at the immortal snow around them.

Lin Feng couldn't help muttering.

The creature with two wings on his back said that he felt a trace of familiar smell. Is it because he felt the smell of immortal snow.

Or do you feel the breath of the recovery of the memory of the previous life in wanxianxue's mind?

……

"Now! I'm finally out of trouble! It's a great feeling! Now I'll give you a chance to submit to this seat! Swear to be a slave to this seat, and this seat will spare your life, otherwise, your great plan will become the food of this seat“

The creature with wings on his back said coldly.

"Hum! The winner is not certain!"

Old man Canghai said coldly.

Cold thoughts flashed through the eyes of many friars, who wanted to join hands to fight life and death with this creature with wings on his back.

Because.

Practice to everyone's level.

They are all people with heads and faces.

Who will willingly become a slave to others.

Completely lose yourself.

It's worse than killing everyone.

"Do you want to die?".

The creature with wings on his back said coldly.

His cold eyes swept all the friars around him.

Whether it's male, female, old or young.

No one chose to take refuge in a friar with wings on his back and become his slave.

"If you are smarter, you should know how to choose!"

Wan Xianxue said.

"Wanxianxue, you poisonous woman! If I don't die, I will peel your skin and dig out your heart sooner or later to see if you are a snake and scorpion!"

A monk looked coldly at Wanxian snow.

The friar watched his brothers die one after another.

But there's no way to save them.

So I hate wanxianxue very much.

Wanxianxue sneered and said, "the dying man dares to say such shameless words? It's really beyond his power!"

"You guys, do it. If so many of us work together, we don't believe we can't kill that guy..." said the old man Canghai.

"That's right! Don't be afraid at all! That guy has been trapped for so many years, and his heart has been dug. His combat power has passed very badly. So many of us don't necessarily lose!"

In addition, the strong man who thought he was Emperor level shouted in a deep voice.

The strong men at the level of the two emperors encouraged the people one after another.

Let's boost everyone's morale.

"Kill“

A monk couldn't help drinking.

Or play a powerful magic power.

Or sacrifice some powerful magic weapons.

More than 100 people.

All hands.

Powerful attacks gathered together to form a torrent of attack, directly towards the creatures with wings on their backs.