Little brother, are you that cowardly?

Lin fan was a headless corpse lying there.

Now, the winged Emperor was lying there as a headless corpse.

Blood and flesh splattered all over the ground.

There was still a large amount of blood flowing from his neck.

There was no prompt for points.

The winged Emperor was also lying there, motionless.

He did not die.

The winged Emperor was not dead yet.

That's right.

How could a chaotic Prime die so easily?

Even if his physical body was destroyed, he would not die.

"You were playing dead. I know you're not dead." Lin fan stood there and stared at the corpse of the winged Emperor.

The corpse still did not move.

He probably didn't expect that he would be seen through.

Instantly.

The winged Emperor's body suddenly glowed. In the light, a four-winged bone bird spread its wings and flew high, trying to leave this place.

"Come back." Lin fan activated his colored eyes.

It was simply a dream to escape from him.