With the emergence of Chen Feng's Secret Consciousness Sun, the black sword in the demon's hand was much faster than the demon himself, so the black sword, which had no thoughts but had a sense of crisis, actually felt the threat of Chen Feng's Secret Consciousness Sun. The black light flashed on the black sword, the blade head sank slightly, and a low sound. The murderous aura released on it was even stronger than before, as if it was about to demonstrate to Chen Feng.

The devil's expression also became a little solemn. "Break!" The devil actually opened his mouth and spoke. His voice was similar to that of Zhenren Zongyi, but there was a little more quaint and desolate and hoarse smell. However, the devil at this time had no relationship with Zhenren Zongyi. He was just from the world outside the domain and wanted to eliminate the opponent blocking the road ahead at the first stop here.

The appearance of the secret consciousness actually forced the ancient demon soul to launch an attack in advance!

With a "buzz!" sound, the huge black knife swayed and made a buzzing sound of gold and iron colliding with each other. Then, the black knife suddenly swayed rapidly. Chen Feng could hardly see the black knife's figure, and could only vaguely see a black shadow. The blade did not slash directly at Chen Feng as expected, but the effect was more terrifying than slashing directly!

As the black sword was invisible and shocked, the space around Chen Feng also trembled sharply, just like the strong wind in the sky cracking the sky. His body was unstable, his face was cut by the whistling wind, and his eyes were even red, and tears were already flowing out. However, the purpose of the black sword's shock was not here, but Chen Feng's secret consciousness.

Secret consciousness is something tangible and unrelated. If it is cut directly by a black knife, it cannot hurt it at all, but it is not the case if it is shocked.

Chen Feng clearly felt that his secret consciousness was being torn by the shock space. The edge of the secret consciousness was even pulled to pieces by the space. The secret consciousness was actually shaken into wisps of black smoke! Chen Feng was sure that fortunately, his secret consciousness was not weak, otherwise, it would be very likely that he would be completely annihilated under the shock of the black knife.

Another thing that is fortunate is that Chen Feng's secret consciousness can be automatically repaired. After the black knife stopped for a period of shock, the secret consciousness also recovered as before, and shone brightly!

In this round just now, both sides fought for consumption.

"Xuanyin Refining God!" Seeing that Chen Feng was not taken down just now, the demon shouted again, and the black sword seemed to be sensing. As soon as the blade changed, boundless black air emerged from the blade. These black air were different from the black air that had emitted before the blade, because these black air all had an extremely unique feeling of yin and wetness, and at the same time, it seemed to be mixed with poison, with a pungent aura. When the black air passed, it was rushing wildly, and small black air vortexes formed and rotated rapidly, colliding into Chen Feng's secret consciousness Yang!

Although he didn't know if this kind of demonic energy had a special name, Chen Feng was sure that these black air vortexes were difficult to deal with. He was about to dodge, but the vortexes condensed by the special demonic energy appeared out of thin air around the Yang of Secret Consciousness as if they were traveling through time and space.

These demonic vortexes are not only strong in tearing power, but also have stickiness. The secret consciousness's yang is firmly restrained as soon as it comes into contact with them. The most terrifying thing is that Chen Feng feels that these special demonic energy brings a burning feeling to his secret consciousness. The secret consciousness is actually losing rapidly, and the repair speed cannot keep up with the loss speed at all!

If this continues, sooner or later the oil will be gone.

He is worthy of being an ancient devil. Although he is a remnant soul, he is also an existence that can compete with any secret sect!

One by one, the vortex of demonic energy was desperately tearing Chen Feng's secret consciousness, like the big mouths of countless Taotie, trying to swallow everything into his stomach. The secret power of Chen Feng's body was still dry, and the secret treasure was unusable, as if he could not escape, and he could not escape. Only the demonic energy had already emitted a wind, and the demon's roar was like a rolling thunderbolt, deafening.

It seems to be in a desperate situation.

"Ignite!" Chen Feng had to ignite his secret consciousness. The secret consciousness spear was accompanied by gorgeous flames and began to fight against the demonic energy again. He was like an isolated island in the sea of ​​rage, shaking, trying his best to resist the endless surging waves.

This situation lasts for a while, and Chen Feng will be destroyed in both body and spirit!

Taking a deep breath, Chen Feng danced the secret magic gun technique to the limit. In order to save his life, he had to do his best.

The demonic energy was too strong, and Chen Feng had to call on the Star Moon Pearl of the Heavens. As long as the bead awakens, no matter how much demonic energy it would disappear. However, the situation that Chen Feng had worried about before happened, and at a critical moment, the bead did not respond at all. Good luck had been used up, and he finally had to face the situation without external support.

Although Chen Feng's secret consciousness has strong restraint on the demonic energy, the devil's loss on the secret consciousness is also severe. After a short period of struggle, almost drained Chen Feng's secret sea. The demonic energy showed no sign of exhaustion and began to press down like a mountain, making Chen Feng's waist unable to straighten.

His teeth were clenched and began to make a "cry, creaking" sound. The devil's face was sometimes twisted, sometimes normal, and he kept laughing wildly.

Before he knew it, a wind blew in the wilderness. Wild grasses were swinging with the wind, and the wind became stronger and stronger, but the grass still did not break. Chen Feng was shaking under the siege of demonic energy.

When Chen Feng, who was struggling, was attracted to the grass under his feet: Haha, it turns out that I was even worse than grass at this time.

The stars are still there, and the dancing grass leaves are like soft and undulating arms. The graceful posture rises from the wind, but the wind cannot disrupt it. Unless the wind stops, the dance can stop. Chen Feng sighed secretly: Most of the time, aren’t people even worse than grass?

The devil's smile became more and more fierce, and his eyes shot out with a purple light. A cluster of demonic energy accompanied by purple fire turned the surroundings into chaos.

Looking at the undulating weeds under his feet, Chen Feng's face showed a confused expression: "Why can't I do it? Why am I not as good as a grass?..." When he hesitated, the demon was even laughing wildly. The laughter drilled into his ears, making him shaking. The demon's purple fire came silently. If it weren't for the subconscious resistance of the green fire and the red fire in Chen Feng's body, Chen Feng would have been burned. But even so, his secret consciousness would have been consumed by the demonic energy again. The secret consciousness is different from the flames. Without the reasonable control of the master, it can only collapse faster.

Chen Feng couldn't help but lose his lust. For the first time, after his mood was in chaos, he couldn't even control his secret consciousness. Originally in the wilderness, he thought he had realized, but where did he understand now? No matter how he called, he could not keep the power that gradually escaped from him.
Chapter completed!