Qin Yi's worry was not without reason; everyone has curiosity. If Jin Wudi could take the risk to come here, then surely others would come in the future.
Immediately, Qin Yi looked at Jin Wudi, with murderous intent gathering in his eyes.
This person absolutely cannot be allowed to live, otherwise it will bring endless calamity.
Qin Yi reached out and grabbed, the Flood Dragon Spear in hand, and pierced lightning-fast into Jin Wudi's chest, running him through.
Jin Wudi's body trembled, his eyes rapidly turned blank, his head tilted, dead beyond dead.
"Blood Flood Dragon, this Golden Winged Roc's blood should be very useful to you, right?"
"Master, the Golden Winged Roc is a top-tier demonic bird, their blood is of immense benefit to me."
"Then don't waste it."
"Thank you, Master!"
The Flood Dragon Spear shimmered with red light, and the Blood Flood Dragon frantically absorbed Jin Wudi's blood.
