As thousands of feathers fell from the sky, the crisis of death pressed on the White Bird King.

The White Bird King's face was gloomy, and he stepped on Liu Yiran's body, and he slammed straight towards the feather like this.

Liu Yiran used feathers to regenerate, and the shiny feathers on his body grew back into his body again.

But as the Bird King flew upward, suddenly there was a fog all around. As the smoke filled, the moment Ling Yu touched the Bird King, his body turned into one out of thin air

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