A series of black vortexes that were invisible to the naked eye rolled up in the thin man's sea of ​​consciousness. The thin man immediately felt that his spiritual consciousness, which had almost gained the upper hand, seemed to be swallowed by something and suddenly disappeared.

Seeing that the spiritual consciousness slash was about to break free from his obstacles, he was anxious and quickly mobilized his spiritual consciousness again.

But the spiritual consciousness he blasted out again was also swallowed by the black vortex.

"This is the vicious God-Devouring..."

The thin man opened his mouth and wanted to scream wildly, but his voice was completely knocked down by his spiritual sense.

The divine consciousness slash broke free from the thin man's sea of ​​consciousness, like a rushing iron stream. It thundered.

Blood flowed out of the thin man's seven orifices, his sea of ​​consciousness completely collapsed, and the giant shears that were still threatening Yang Feng fell to the ground weakly.

At this time, the long arrow in Yang Feng's hand shot out.

The colorful world completely covered up the two of them, and only the killing power was everywhere.

It should be said that only false killing power spread around the body of the thin man who had already collapsed.

"Bang..."

The thin man's head was directly exploded, and the star-breaking arrow disappeared without a trace.

Yang Feng grabbed the thin man's ring in his hand, sat on the ground, swallowing several pills without disguise.

His face was extremely pale, although his spiritual sense was still very strong.

But Yang Feng knew that many of these spiritual consciousnesses were swallowed up.

This is not his spiritual consciousness staying in the sea of ​​consciousness, it is not a blessing for him, but a disaster.

He must not refine these divine consciousnesses according to the method of the God-Devouring Scroll and take them as existing.

Once he does, he can no longer get up.

This thing must be like taking drugs. As long as it is refined once, there will be a second, third time...

Whether it is blessing or not, these spiritual consciousnesses are still useful now.

Because Man Jiu walked over slowly, he looked at the thin man on the ground who was killed by Yang Feng's spiritual sense, and laughed: "Yang Feng, you are really the first genius I have ever seen. In the mid-stage Kong Nirvana, you can kill a half-step Kong Xuan cultivator. I wonder if you can shoot another arrow at me? I am really looking forward to it."

"Do you want my Star-Splitting Arrow?"
Chapter completed!