The first-generation Holy Spirit King froze for a moment, then the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and the silver-white spear behind him was thrown directly at Feng Yixiu's feet.
Almost half of the extremely sharp silver-white lances were inserted into the ground, but there was no trace of cracks in the surrounding soil, which shows the sharpness.
This time Feng Yixiu hardly hesitated, and immediately came to the silver-white spear and took a deep breath.
I saw him holding the silver-white spear with both hands at the same time, and then exhausted all his strength to pull it out.
Suddenly an inexplicable fear swept through the body, as if the entire world had lost its original color and turned into a black and white color.
A huge gap was slowly cracked in the gray sky, and the familiar giant magic eye appeared again in front of Feng Yixiu.
The scope of the huge chaotic eye was endless, and Feng Yixiu's ears came with countless hell-like wails of warcraft, and the intense fear completely enveloped him.
He seemed to be in the eighteenth floor of the abyss of **** at the moment. The black blood around him made him feel suffocated. The silver-white spear clenched in his hand also exploded with amazing pressure, forcing him to let go.
At the moment, Feng Yixiu was as if he was being delayed by thousands of sharp invisible daggers, and the severe pain and boundless fear completely swallowed him.
It only seemed like a few centuries passed in just ten seconds. He had thought more than once that he would let go of his hands and escape from this intense fear and pain.
But whenever he wanted to give up, he always thought of Shen Ruyu's helpless cry for help.
Suddenly, Feng Yixiu will no longer have to worry about fear and pain, and there is only one thing in his mind at this moment!
That is to save Shen Ruyu!
"what!"
The wind also repaired suddenly, and the original silver-white spear was finally pulled out a distance of one centimeter.
But what followed was more terrifying spiritual pressure and fear. Feng Yixiu seemed to be thrown into the abyss. The huge spiritual pressure almost caused his blood vessel to burst.
The chaotic eyes in the sky are getting closer and closer, as if the wind can also touch it by reaching out.
Feng Yixiu's mind began to become blank under the law of the power of chaos, but when he was about to lose his mind, the only smile in his mind was still lingering!
"The ultimate fear of fucking! You are a fart compared to Yu'er!" Feng Yixiu snorted, and two huge potholes appeared at the place where his feet touched the ground.
The sun mark on Feng Yixiu's chest burst into a dazzling silver light, and his hair began to slowly dye from white to silvery white, and even his pupils slowly became silvery white.
A more violent force erupted from Feng Yixiu, and all the flowers and plants in the entire spirit space were suppressed and could not stand up.
Only the first-generation Holy Spirit King beside him looked like a straight javelin and looked at Feng Yixiu immobile, as if thoughtful.
"Roar!"
Only hearing a roar like a dragon sound, the silver-white spear was finally pulled out completely by the wind.
The moment the silver-white spear was pulled out, a silver-white thunder dragon swayed straight up and rushed into the chaotic eye above the sky.
"Kaka Kaka..."
With just a single blow, the Chaos Eye slowly burst like glass, and finally disappeared completely.
For a time, the entire Lingbing space was no longer black and white, and it slowly began to restore its previous colors.