Chapter 728

The first king of the Holy Spirit was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the silver spear on his back was directly thrown to Feng Yixiu's feet.

Almost half of the extremely sharp silver white spear was inserted into the ground, but there was no crack in the surrounding land, indicating its sharpness.

This time, Feng Yixiu almost did not hesitate. He immediately went to the silver spear and took a deep breath.

He grasped the silver spear with both hands, and then tried his best to pull it out.

Suddenly, an inexplicable fear swept over the whole body, as if the whole world had lost its original color and turned into a black and white color.

A huge gap opened slowly in the gray sky, and the familiar giant magic eye appeared again in front of Feng Yixiu.

The vast scope of the eyes of chaos was boundless, and the ears of Feng Yixiu heard countless demons whining like hell, and the intense fear completely enveloped him.

At the moment, he felt as if he was in the eighteen layers of hell. The black blood all around him made him feel suffocated. The silver white spear in his hand also burst out with amazing spiritual pressure, forcing him to let go.

At the moment, Feng Yixiu felt as if he had been stabbed by thousands of sharp invisible daggers, and the intense pain and boundless fear completely devoured him.

Only a dozen seconds, as if after several centuries, he thought more than once to release his hand and escape from the fierce fear and pain.

But whenever he wanted to give up, he always remembered Shen Ruyu's helpless cry for help.

All of a sudden, Feng Yixiu can no longer care about fear and pain. At the moment, there is only one thing in his mind!

That is to save Shen Ruyu!

"Ah

Wind also repair suddenly force, originally motionless Silver White Spear is finally pulled out a centimeter distance.

But then came the more terrifying pressure and fear. Feng Yixiu seemed to be thrown into the abyss. The huge pressure almost burst his blood vessels.

The eye of chaos in the sky is getting closer and closer, as if the wind can touch it with a hand.

Feng Yixiu's mind began to become a blank under the rule of the force of chaos. However, when he was about to lose his mind, the only smile in his mind was always lingering!

"Damn the ultimate fear! Compared with yu'er, you are a fart! " There were two huge holes in the place where the soles of feet touched the ground.

The sun imprint on Feng Yixiu's chest burst out a dazzling silver light, his hair began to slowly dye from white to silver white, and even his pupils slowly turned into silver white color.

A more violent force broke out from the wind and self-cultivation. All the flowers and plants in the whole spirit soldier space were suppressed and could not raise their heads.

Only one side of the early king of the Holy Spirit is like a straight javelin, looking at the wind is also fixed, as if thinking.

"Roar!"

Only heard a roar like a dragon chant, the silver white spear was finally pulled out by Feng Yixiu.

The moment the silver white spear was pulled out, a silvery Thunder Dragon soared up, straight at the eye of chaos above the sky.

"Click, click..."

With a single blow, the eye of chaos breaks like glass, and finally disappears completely.

For a time, the whole spirit soldier space was no longer black and white, and began to slowly restore the previous color.