When Yang Feng heard this, he was silent for a moment and said, "Such strong shock can indeed hurt the soul, but it is more about specific physical damage. With the strength of my soul, it may also be affected, but it will definitely not exceed three seconds to lose his mind. But looking at his appearance, his appearance of losing his spiritual sense, is it true or false?"

The Ghost Teng King asked in surprise: "Master, are you saying he pretending to lure us out?"

Yang Feng said slowly: "Did you pretend? Someone should help us test it soon."

Outside the valley, the elder of the Lion Clan hesitated for a moment when he saw the insect king like this, then gritted his teeth and said, "Take this opportunity to kill him!"

Over the valley entrance, the high priest immediately slashed his palm, causing blood to flow out, and a spell was chanted in his mouth.

As the sound rang out, a very strange aura began to spread throughout the valley, and layers of faint blood-colored mist spread out, covering the entire valley.

In the bloody mist, the eyes of the lion tribe turned blood-red, and a red light lit up on his face at the same time, and a pattern like a lion emerged from it.

As the totem mark lights up, the bodies of the lion tribe began to undergo earth-shaking changes, and their bodies grew taller, turning into giants dozens of meters high.

"kill!"

With a roar, the people from the lion clan rushed up one after another and surrounded the insect king.

Although their bodies have become much bigger, they are still far from the Immortal King. They waved their claws and tear them towards the Immortal King's body.

Sharp sounds kept ringing, and the golden light on the insect king's body trembled, but there was no damage.

"Find his vitals!"

With a loud shout, the elder of the Lion Clan took the lead and rushed towards the insect king's eyes.

The people from other lion tribes, led by elders at the True Immortal level, rushed to the weakness of the insect king.

When approaching the right eye of the insect king, the blood-colored totem light on the face of the elder of the lion tribe became brighter, and layers of powerful spiritual power fluctuations surged out from all parts of the body like waves, and injected into the sharp claws of the right hand.

The elder of the Lion Clan's arm was red and bulged, and it actually widened a circle, which seemed a little inconsistent with his body, but the power contained in it really made people dare not underestimate it.

"This time I smashed it over, see if you can still pretend?"

Although Yang Feng was far under the river in the valley and could not see the situation of fighting outside, he could guess the situation at the entrance of the valley through the fluctuations of the heaven and earth's vitality.

After Yang Feng finished speaking, the elder of the Lion Clan almost used all his strength. The terrible blow he had already arrived in front of the insect king. The insect king's eyes had even reflected the claws of the elder of the lion clan.

But at this moment, the insect king suddenly turned his eyes, and the white mist instantly disappeared, replaced by the originally cold and cold eyes.

The elder of the Lion Clan just looked at him and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was filled with cold air.

But now it's an arrow on the string and I have to fire it.

The elder of the lion tribe shouted and retreated quickly, then grabbed the insect king's eyes.

With a loud bang, a series of lightning splattered everywhere. The insect king's eyelid was grabbed by sharp claws and blood flowed down from the wound.

The insect king's eyelids trembled slightly, and the sound of opening them again came out with a slight sound.

A crystal light swept across his body, like countless sickles sweeping across all directions, looking down on wherever he went.

Thousands of people from the Lion Clan, except for hundreds of people who stepped back earlier after hearing the warning from the Lion Clan elders, all of them, including the Lion Clan elders, broke their bodies and were cut in half.

The insect king was obviously angry and did not stop. After turning, his body turned violently on the spot, and soon a huge golden storm swept across all directions.

Those lion tribes who were cut in half, even the Nascent Soul was crushed into powder before they could escape, and even the blood turned into dust, filling the sky above the valley.

The other lion tribe fled back to the valley and stood on an altar in the valley with the great priest, with a sad, angry and desperate look on his face.

The high priest sighed and shouted: "There are also old, young, women and children in the tribe in the valley. If we don't die, we will have no face to see the tribe leader. Use my blood to burn your body and ask Lord God to come."

After saying this, the high priest closed his eyes, picked up the staff in his hand and stabbed it into his heart.

"With my blood, burn my body, and invite the gods, and wish Lord Lion God to come!"

While the high priest stabbed his staff into his heart, the remaining lions also recited the same words, stabbed their sharp claws into their hearts. A large amount of blood gushed out, spreading out quickly, dyeing the entire altar.

The high priest had a staff in his chest, and his body's vitality was passing by quickly, as if he had been absorbed by the staff, but his eyes were brighter and brighter.

As the sound of chanting continued, a dark red light began to appear on the altar stained with blood.

Soon, this layer of light rose wildly and turned into a dark red light column that was thousands of feet high.

Inside the light column, a huge phantom of a strange beast appeared and gradually turned into a solid body in the dark red light. It was a wilderness real spirit with a huge size as a mountain with nine barbarian lions on its neck.

The fur around the lion is dark purple, and the mane on the neck is flashing with purple light, floating leisurely like a water grass, looking like a cluster of dark purple flames.

"roar……"

The true spirit of the barbarian lion named Lion God swept away the miserable situation at the entrance of the valley, and his eyes suddenly became shattering. Nine bloody mouths made a roar.

Its roar was full of anger and hatred, and it was obviously extremely frightened and angry.

It is somewhat different from other tribes that worship the true spirit. The people of this lion clan actually carry the bloodline of this true spirit, so their relationship with them is closer. It is not an exaggeration to say that the people of this lion clan are descendants of their bloodlines.

"Shameless insect spirit, you are looking for death..."

After the Lion God roared, he hit a head and suddenly opened his mouth and sucked it.

An invisible suction force was born from it. The blood of the lion clan that had been scattered between heaven and earth was immediately pulled by this force, gathered from all directions, and rushed into his mouth.
Chapter completed!