Without any hesitation, Chu Xiao turned around and ran away!
However, at this time, the Tianwen Sword was still stuck on his left shoulder, and the spiritual power in his body had almost been completely depleted. His internal and external injuries were severe. He couldn't even use half of his peak speed, so how could he escape?
The Black Golden Divine Heron looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were extremely cold, like looking at an ant.
Then——
Whoosh!
It suddenly spread its wings!
The new wings are gorgeous, plump and full of power!
With just a wave of his hand, he was swept up in a hurricane!
Chu Xiao only felt a huge pushing force coming from behind. Before he could react, he threw himself forward and fell heavily to the ground!
The Tianwen Sword was hit and rubbed hard on the wound on his left shoulder.
The severe pain of his flesh and bones being torn apart almost made Chu Xiao faint.
His eyes turned black and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
The combat power of the eighth-level monsters is even higher than that of the Ling Sect!
Chu Xiao is only in the first stage of the Spirit Emperor, so how can he be his opponent?
He put his hands on the ground. No, maybe they couldn't be called hands anymore, they were just two charred, twisted and deformed bones.
He tried hard to stand up, but failed.
Because at this moment, a force as heavy as a thousand pieces crushed him again!
Click!
Chu Xiao clearly heard the sound of his ribs being crushed!
If he could turn around now, he would find that what caused him such injuries was actually just a light feather falling on his back.
——That is a feather from the eighth-grade Black Golden Divine Heron!
Seeing this scene, even Ye Xiyue couldn't help but feel shocked.
Because the Black Golden Divine Heron has always been in a weak state with Xiaobai, she has always ignored its true combat effectiveness.
At this time, it has experienced eight heavenly tribulations, reborn from the ashes, and completely broken through to become an eighth-level monster, and its strength has naturally reached a higher level!
Ye Xiyue murmured:
"Is this...the true strength of the eighth-grade monster?"
No wonder Chu Xiao and Ye Lu didn't hesitate to quarrel with each other and take all kinds of risks to take it as their own.
If one could possess such a magical beast, the entire Tianlan would probably not be able to find an opponent, right?
Especially Chu Xiao, he really gave it all.
Before this, who would have thought that the always aloof Prime Minister Chu would be in such a mess?
As Ye Xiyue thought, Tianwen Sword quickly withdrew and flew back into her hand.
Even though it penetrated Chu Xiao's left shoulder, the Tianwen Sword at this time was still as smooth and clean as new, without any stain on it.
Ye Xiyue nodded with satisfaction and then looked at Chu Xiao again.
At this time, he was lying on the ground. There was a bloody hole in his left shoulder, which was stained with a large amount of blood. His chest was strangely sunken, and he must have broken more than one rib.
Not to mention, his hands were completely changed beyond recognition.
He just lay there, motionless, and his breath was weak and inaudible.
Ye Xiyue knew that he was still alive, but with him like this, it was almost as good as death.
Even more terrifying than death.
The Black Golden Divine Heron raised its wings, as if preparing to kill him on the spot!
Ye Xiyue suddenly raised her voice and said:
"Wait a minute!"
Hearing this sound, Wujin Sheron immediately stopped and looked towards her.
When its eyes fell on Ye Xiyue, it unconsciously became much gentler and more intimate.