"Even if it's a tie this time, what do you think?"

King Bai Peng panted and said, his internal injuries were very serious, and he was holding on at the moment, knowing that he would not be able to kill the other party if he continued to fight, but it would be even more unfavorable to himself. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Yao shook his head, "No, I don't need a draw, my real means haven't been used yet, a draw is too boring"

"Real means! You guy! ”

King Baipeng was hit hard, and he was almost angry, after fighting for so long, the other party still had real means that he hadn't used, so what was it before?

Yan Yao opened his mouth suddenly, and a golden flame erupted from his mouth.

"Not good!"

When Lin Jing saw this scene, he immediately used spatial magic to teleport here, but he was still a step too late, seeing that King Baipeng was engulfed in flames, and his fighting spirit could not defend against this dragon flame that burned everything.

From the flames came the miserable cry of the White Peng King.

"Dispel!"

Lin Jing raised his staff, and a white light rushed out from the top of the staff, shining in the flames, and the flames were partially dispersed, revealing the figure of the Baipeng King.

I saw that King Bai Peng's body was seriously burned, his face had been destroyed, and he looked very terrifying, and his body fell downward, and he was caught by Lin Jingyan with magic in a hurry.

"Don't meddle," Yan Yao said coldly as he flew in the air with his hands folded.

"You've had enough, he's already lost to you, what else do you want?" Lin Jing was angry, she had repeatedly tolerated the reason for Yan Yao's amnesia, but now, she couldn't bear it anymore.

In Lin Jing's eyes, Yan Yao had slowly become unfamiliar, so arrogant, and his attack was not serious.

That's right, for him, except for the people in the Yan Department, everyone else is an outsider, a stranger, and he doesn't care whether he lives or dies.

Lin Jing was cold, if she tolerated Yan Yao like this, it would definitely cause something terrible, and she would also go back and ask the little devil the reason, this amnesia was too abnormal.

"Okay, I'll let him go, but you have to come with me and save my people"

Yan Yao didn't forget to get down to business, as for the birdman, he was hit by his dragon flame, and he was almost gone.

Lin Jing sneered, "I won't go with you, now I count three times, you immediately give me a farther away, otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind to you"

“1.....2.......”

Yan Yao was unmoved, and rushed towards Lin Jing, since the threat was not good, then he would directly knock out and take it away.

"Lahu Ya ......"

Lin Jing recited the incantation.

Yan Yao's sudden "click" when he was twenty centimeters away from Lin Jing's body, fractured, and his whole hand showed a strange bend.

Yan Yao snorted, and wanted to use his other hand without giving up, but he didn't move, and his other hand also made a crisp sound and fractured, followed by his feet and vertebrae.....

A series of fractures extinguished Yan Yao's last possibility, he glared at Lin Jing fiercely, and then flew away, this mysterious power made him feel a deadly threat, far more than the threat brought to him by the White Peng King.

Lin Jing took the magic and frowned slightly, "Sure enough, I inherited some of the abilities of the dragon god, and my magic resistance has reached this level."

The curse magic could have shattered Yan Yao's bones all over his body in an instant, but now it took a long time, and the effect was not as expected.

Lin Jing was not worried about Yan Yao's injury, the terrifying recovery power of the dragon god inherited, this injury would not take long to recover as before.

This is also what makes Lin Jing jealous, Yan Yao is only a tenth-order fighter now, if one day he grows to the point of a dragon god, will he also have an immortal body like a dragon god, or surpass the dragon god.

The dragon god is a miracle life, with strong magic and magic resistance, as well as an immortal body, and Yan Yao has the magic power of the dragon god, but also retains the original golden fighting spirit.

This kind of Dou Qi magic power two energies appeared in the same human body, which was unprecedented.

Lin Jing's worries are not groundless.

"Forget it, let's take care of the current matter first"

Lin Jing's attention fell on King Baipeng.

King Baipeng was seriously injured, only to see that his whole body was burned to pitch black, and his white wings were also burned to ashes in the dragon flame, and now he is a charcoal man.

Lin Jing cast a high-level healing magic, and the warm healing light shone on the Baipeng King, and the remaining vitality in his body began to grow and grow, and soon, the scorched black on his body began to fall off, and finally revealed a white body, leaving no trace of burning.

Take out a blood essence stone made of beast blood from the space and throw it into the body of the White Peng King to replenish his lost blood.

After a while, King Baipeng woke up leisurely.

"You're awake"

"You saved me"

King Bai Peng looked at Lin Jing's face, his mood was a little complicated, he originally wanted to kill Yan Yao, and then sit on a beautiful woman, but he failed, and was rescued by a beauty, this kind of taste is really uncomfortable, he really wants to find a hole to get into, it's too embarrassing.

"Well, I've done my best, I can't heal your wings, I'm sorry"

Lin Jing sighed.

"My wings!" When King Bai Peng was reminded, he sat up in surprise and reached out to touch behind him.

Where the wings were supposed to be, were empty.

King Baipeng's hand froze, and what followed was endless hatred and grief.

"Ahh He yelled at the sky, venting his anger.

Wings have an irreplaceable position in the hearts of the feather people, are a part of their lives, inseparable, each feather people in their life, are protecting the wings, it is a noble symbol.

Feathered people without wings will not be able to raise their heads among their kindred.

As the king of the feathered human race, the loss of his wings is equivalent to the loss of glory, which is a shame of failure, deeply engraved into his flesh and blood.

Lin Jing has not been with Yuren for a short time, and she knows the importance of wings in Yuren's mind, but she is helpless, if this wing is only injured, she can still use magic to heal, but the wings that have been burned to the ground, her magic can not make them grow a new pair.

Magic also has a limit, and high-level healing magic can only be cultivated on the basis of the original, and cannot be created out of nothing, just like Yan Yao's heart has been completely pinched and exploded, shattered into countless small pieces, and magic cannot grow a new heart from others.

In the same way, King Bai Peng's wings had been burned to the ground, even the ashes had been blown away by the wind, and he had been completely lost, and magic could not make him grow a new pair of wings, unless Lin Jing's ability could reach a higher level.

It's just that if he goes up further, Lin Jing can't find a clue, and there is no record in the ancestral magic book, maybe the ancestors have never gone to a higher level.

After venting, King Bai Peng's eyes were distracted, and he sat on the ground decadently, staring at the ground with his eyes blank.

Lin Jing didn't know how to comfort King Bai Peng, she was in a very chaotic mood now, she was very anxious about Yanyao's affairs, and both of them needed to be quiet. (To be continued.) )