The huge black mist swords slashed into the air, directly shattering and shattering the huge mountain.

Unexpectedly, the demon soul came unyieldingly and caught up with He Wuhen in an instant.

"Moo!"

As the roaring sounds, the demon soul sprayed out thousands of black mist, like iron chains, covering He Wuhen.

Each iron cable was as thick as He Wuhen's waist. Thousands of iron cables came, directly blocking the radius of three hundred feet.

Suddenly, He Wuhen was trapped by three iron chains condensed by black fog and dragged to the abyss mouth of the demon soul.

The demon soul has a great power. Even if it is just an iron chain condensed with black magic fog, it has a terrifying power of millions of kilograms.

He Wuhen couldn't break free at all, and watched him as he was dragged into the mouth of the demon soul and was about to be swallowed by it.

At the critical moment, he held the blood-drinking knife tightly in both hands, shouted angrily, and then slashed out with one knife.

"Ice Soul-Breaking Slash!"

The soul of the Ice Soul was instantly consumed, and a dazzling icy blue light burst out from the Blood-Drinking Sword.

This is a huge sword light ten feet long, crystal clear and icy blue, carrying a terrifying and terrifying cold air.

With one knife, the temperature of a thousand feet in a radius dropped to a terrifying level instantly.

The earth was frozen and the hard rocks were directly frozen and cracked into stone powder.

"boom!"

The terrifying Ice Soul-Breaking Slash directly cut off the iron chain condensed by the black fog, and He Wuhen was able to escape.

At the same time, the huge ice slash also slashed the demon soul.

"Bang!"

The huge magic face was actually split from the middle by the Ice Soul Cutting, and it was broken into two halves.

Under severe damage, the broken magic face turned into a rolling black fog, surging and boiling.

The black light shield, which was shrouded in a radius of thousands of feet, collapsed directly and shattered into millions of black fog.

At this moment, the demon soul was injured and the black fog light shield around it was shattered. It should have been an excellent opportunity to take the opportunity to kill the demon soul.

However, what He Wuhen did not expect was.

The dozen Wuzong people led by Yun Aotian and others retreated and fled in a moment of surprise, as fast as if their parents had died.

He Wuhen was stunned.

He flew in the air, staring at the Wuzong people who were running away in a panic and desperately, with their faces so wonderful.

"Hold!"
Chapter completed!