He snorted lightly.

"Swish!"

In an instant, it disappeared from the spot again.

Almost at the same time, a cold sound came from Feng Wuchen's left.

"Hongmeng Taoist Technique! Soul-scattering Iron Claw!"

The space under this claw instantly cracked.

And what's strange is that the iron claws clearly did not touch Feng Wuchen's body, but he still felt a powerful spiritual force invading his sea of ​​consciousness and began to destroy it.

This soul-scattering iron claw actually has the ability to hurt people from a distance!

It's really hard to guard against!

If it were an ordinary king, even if the sea of ​​consciousness did not collapse, it would be instantly taken away by the consciousness.

However, Feng Wuchen is the eighth level of the Heavenly Venerable Realm. In the sea of ​​consciousness, how powerful the soul is?

The power of the soul-scattering iron claw invaded, as if a small grain of sand had fallen into the sea, and was easily completely submerged.

But Yin Chong smiled thornyly on his face.

"Success!"

However, just as he looked expectant and wanted to take Feng Wuchen's heart with one claw, the latter suddenly turned around and his sword eyes were just looking at him.

"laugh!"

Two sword lights slashed and rushed straight into his eyes.


Chapter completed!