"Transfer me to your wuzun space." The clear and resolute voice of longbiyao rang out in Chutian's mind.
"No, you'll die that way." Chu Tian said eagerly.
After his death, his wuzun space will collapse completely, and the objects in wuzun space will flow to the different dimensional space.
In that case, longbiyao will not have the hope of survival.
"Even if you die, you can't fall into the hands of this old guy. Besides, there is a tree of life in the gourd space of life. Do you want this guy to get such a big fortune?" Longbiyao said solemnly.
"I can transfer the tree of life to wuzun space. Even if you are exposed, there is still a ray of life! " Chu Tianquan said.
"With this old man's fierce character, I won't have life at all. He will either send me to the Phoenix clan in exchange for enough cultivation resources, or absorb the power of my life and strengthen himself. "
"Don't hesitate. Although I live alone, I'm more satisfied than Emperor Wu."
Longbiyao's voice of determination is even stronger.
"Chutian, don't waste any more time. If you don't make a choice now, I'll take you to the star realm of the Terran. Then I'll kill more Terran warriors."
"And I will torture those close to you even more."
The old man of the feather wing clan looks at Chutian, and the crazy color in his eyes is even worse.
Chutian sighed in his heart that he first transferred the gourd of life to wuzun space.
Then he wanted to take out the cauldron.
"Women's benevolence is indecisive." At this time, the outside world sounded a loud drink.
Then a very strong gas of killing and cutting ran directly through the white mask of the old man.
Chu Tian felt the extremely strong spirit of killing and cutting. He was surprised and then turned to look behind him.
I saw a 30-year-old warrior who was about the same height as him, but a little stronger than him. He was dressed in red and came to him step by step.
The warrior in red has a strong sense of killing all the time. The faint power of Qi and blood is all around him, which sets him off like a god of killing.
At this time, the warrior in red looked at Chutian with a strong sense of dissatisfaction.
"Shura people are merciless." The old man of the feather wing clan looked at the man in red and said in horror.
And if you look at it carefully, you will find that there is a strong sense of fear in the look of the elder of the feather tribe.
After the light shield was broken, some winged warriors appeared here one after another. They did not dare to move forward when they saw the scene. Instead, they stood in the same place and did not dare to move.
"Old man, don't you know that he has our Shura blood in his body? Do you want to die? "
Luo merciless, the red warrior of Shura clan, passed by Chutian and came to the old man of the feather wing clan. He asked questions word by word and was full of strong intention of killing in his expectation.
"I know that he has Shura blood in his body, but he also has human blood in his body! Shouldn't you exclude him? "
The old man of the feather wing clan looked at Luo mercilessly and said that he couldn't believe it.
Moreover, he did not dare to speak too loud, which formed a strong contrast with that of Chu Tian.