Chapter 558

"The soul condenses and ten thousand thorns pierce the heart!"

Seeing Cheng Feng's fierce attack and killing, the old man in his fifties looked frozen.

Immediately, he stood up for the first time, stretched out two dry hands and suddenly grabbed hundreds of black knife Qi.

The 50 year old man's attack without any fluctuation of dragon power looks like a children's play.

But when his fingers grasped firmly, there were a pair of claws condensed by the power of gods and spirits, which crossed a distance of several miles and instantly reached the hundreds of knife Qi.

Miso

The claws of the gods were full of sharp spikes. When they grasped the blade of the black knife gas, they made a series of harsh friction sound.

Then, the claw of the divine soul grabbed into the Dao Qi.

Then, with the power of the divine soul's claws, he grabbed the blade air and broke it and dissipated it invisibly.

Moreover, after dissolving Cheng Feng's attack, the old man in his fifties continued to grasp Cheng Feng with his dry claws.

Miso!

Three miles away, Cheng Feng, who was holding the chopping magic knife, felt his body tight. Unexpectedly, he had been directly grasped by the spirit claw of the old man in his fifties.

"Get out of here!"

He felt a great force coming from his body and wanted to burst himself alive. Cheng Feng looked cold. He grabbed the cutting magic knife and cleaved at the hand of the divine soul.

But unexpectedly, the divine soul's claws were invisible and unaffected.

The cutting magic knife cut on the divine soul claw, like cutting a stream of water, and cut it from the divine soul claw, but it didn't have much impact.

Just let the grip of the divine soul claw become a little smaller.

"What? It can't be chopped!"

After a knife, Cheng Feng's face was shocked.

It was so unexpected that he struck the divine soul claw with a magic knife, and the claw was intact.

Is this the strength of the Dementor?

"Hmm? That black knife... Very unusual!"

Just when Cheng Feng was shocked, the 50 year old man's eyebrows were also a challenge.

His spirit skill is very special and can ignore other people's attacks.

But just now he was hit by Cheng Feng with a magic knife, but he felt his soul hurt, as if he had been cut by a knife.

It's incredible. There must be something wrong with that knife. It's not ordinary!

"Since ordinary attacks can't hurt you, I'll try with the power of the divine soul."

Three miles away, Cheng Feng was shocked and his thoughts turned sharply.

In a moment, he thought of a solution.

When he was in Julu City, he dealt with the four grade Dementor Yao LAN. As soon as the soul seal of the town came out, the other party was immediately struck by lightning.

This made him realize that zhenhun seal was not trivial. He might have a natural restraint against the soul photographer.

But he met too few Dementors and had no chance to try.

At this moment, he can just try to strike out his soul power with the soul seal to see if he can cause damage to the soul claws of the 50 year old.

Buzz! Just do it.

Cheng Feng immediately displayed the zhenhun seal and condensed his divine soul into a big seal, just like a great mountain, blatantly roared into the divine soul claws of the fifties old man.

Poof! The seal of zhenhun is full of incredible power.

When he banged on the ghost claw of the old man in his fifties, he suddenly banged the invisible claw into pieces.

"Ah!"

With the zhenhun seal smashing the divine soul claw, in the center of the fault, the 50 year old man suddenly lost his face, trembled violently, and then fell to the ground.

He was hit hard!

It should be noted that the soul is the essence of the Dementor.

Although the spirit of the Dementor was strong and the loss was nothing, Cheng Feng just smashed at least one tenth of the spirit of the 50 year old.

What's the concept of breaking one tenth of the soul?

If you change to an ordinary person, you will directly become an idiot and a vegetable!

However, the old man in his fifties was only badly hurt, and there were bursts of severe pain from the spirit, which made him unable to control himself.

So he fell soft to the ground and his cheeks twitched.

"Useful, indeed useful!"

Three miles away, Cheng Feng couldn't help but look happy when he saw the old man in his fifties soft on the ground.

He didn't have much hope for the effect of zhenhunyin.

But unexpectedly, it gave him a surprise.

"I'm afraid this town's soul seal is very unusual. If you have a chance in the future, you must understand it well."

Cheng Feng guessed in his heart, but he didn't stop at all, and shot at the 50th old man who fell to the ground.

At this time, the old man in his fifties was badly hurt. It was a good time to kill each other. Cheng Feng didn't want to miss it.

However, at this time, the soft old man in his fifties suddenly broke something.

Soon, three martial artists appeared out of thin air.

These three martial artists are all experts.

When he was the first one, with a long gun in his hand, he was up and down forty, and his accomplishments reached the fifth state of fragmentation.

As soon as he appeared, he went straight to Cheng Feng, cut Cheng Feng into the 50 year old man's knife and shot him off, so as to resolve the crisis of the 50 year old man.

The other two, whose accomplishments are only slightly lower than those of the long spear warrior, are the fourth realm of fragmentation.

The two men followed the long spear warrior, holding two long swords and cooperating with the long spear warrior to besiege Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng can't kill the old man in his fifties!

"The eyes of these three people are not quite right."

Cheng Feng was surprised when he was blocked by three inexplicable experts.

Then he swept his eyes and suddenly found something wrong.

I saw these three masters, their eyes were a little dull, like puppets, very inflexible.

"Cheng Feng, these people are martial arts masters controlled by the 50 year old with soul taking."

"Controlled by Dementor?"

Cheng Feng suddenly realized: "no wonder these people have wrong eyes and are extremely loyal to the Pentecostal. They would rather let themselves be killed than give me the chance to get close to the Pentecostal!"

"However, the old man in his fifties has been injured by my soul seal."

"Without his control, the whole five finger mountain moving array will stop. The Tailong trapped in the array will be completely safe!"

However, Cheng Fenggang thought so. The old man in his fifties who fell soft to the ground had a gloomy face and sat up.

He first glanced at Cheng Feng fiercely, and immediately endured the sharp pain of the soul damage and continued to control the five finger mountain moving array.

"This old thing, don't you want to live?"

Cheng Feng frowned: "the five finger mountain moving array depends entirely on his divine soul power to operate."

"At this time, his spirit is damaged. If he forcibly controls this array, his spirit will be irreversibly damaged."

After the spirit is damaged, it does have strong side effects to forcibly control the five finger mountain moving array.

In just a few seconds, the old man's face turned gray and dry.

However, the effect is quite remarkable.

Under the urging of the old man in his fifties, boom!

Let the five fingers move the five mountain cracks outside the mountain array and quickly close together without any gap.