The soul is in chaos and crumbling, and the internal energy is turbulent...

"Your Majesty..." The Witch God saw Feng Jueyu slowing down and shouted anxiously.

For fear that he would fall into Tallin's mental suppression.

Feng Jueyu was indeed affected, but with his spiritual cultivation, he would not lose his spiritual power immediately.

Shaking his head, Feng Jueyu took a sip of his true power and ran out with big steps: "Something's wrong here. Tallinn has the effect of enchanting people, but fortunately it's not a maze."

After running for some distance, he suddenly heard the awe-inspiring sound of breaking wind behind him. Feng Jueyu turned around and was surprised: "Oh no, there are people coming. They are actually not affected by Talin. They must have body-protecting treasures on them."

"Your Majesty, what should we do? According to the current speed, we will be surrounded before we can run out, not to mention Talin is still attacking you all the time."

At this time, Feng Jueyu felt that all the stone towers in Qingjian Tower Forest were phantoms in front of his eyes. This was a sign that the consciousness of the soul was affected, and he could not escape.

At this time, Wang Jingkun and another third-turn divine man had already come to kill him, less than a hundred meters away from him.

"Damn it, it seems like it will be difficult to escape if you don't show some real skills. Isn't it just shocking? Who wouldn't?"

Feng Jueyu gritted his steel teeth and raised his hand to sacrifice the golden bell of the god of glory. He did not hit it at a certain stone tower, but hung it above his head, and thousands of atmospheres spread out.
Chapter completed!