Death

Just as the three of them were in a daze, a huge figure appeared in the sky above Lu Yuan and the other three.

It was a giant tiger with wings on its back. The giant tiger was completely black, and there were dense eyes on its wings. These eyes were either open or closed, flashing with an evil light.

The giant tiger's eyes were originally blood-red and filled with a violent aura.

Li Qinghe and the other two's pupils constricted slightly when they saw the giant tiger.

"It's the Heavenly Fiend Tiger! It has indeed mutated."

Li Qinghe frowned slightly and looked at Lu Yuan. 

"Brother Yuan, are you okay?"

Although the combat strength of a mutated emperor-level ferocious beast was not as good as a Battle-Saint, it was stronger than most Battle-Emperors. Lu Yuan had just become a Battle-Emperor not long ago, so the gap between the two was too big.

Lu Yuan smiled.