Feiyun’s body grew colder and his phoenix bones lost their divinity. 0

Yiyi immediately teleported to his location and supported him: “How is it?”0

“Should be fine.” He was pale with a wound infected with death energy on his chest, forcing a smile.0

Alas, he closed his eyes and fell afterward. This was something that had killed saints before, let alone him.0

“Feiyun!” She shouted.0

“Haha, not even a saint can save him now.” The fourth lord laughed before attacking Yiyi: “That saint treasure is wasted in your possession.”0

Yiyi dodged in time but remained in a precarious situation. He blocked the opening above the coffin...0