"Well, it's the Soul-Devouring Silk." Old Long nodded and said.

Then, Lin Feng seemed to see that he was puzzled and continued, "Speaking of this soul-devouring silk has a great background. In ancient times, there was an existence called the Soul-Devouring Sect. It can be said that the Soul-Devouring Sect at that time was the leader of the Soul-Cultivation Series."

Speaking of this, Old Long paused, sighed, and then said, "Oh, it's a pity that they all changed their appearance later. What led to that huge change was precisely because of a set of martial arts and a set of martial arts called Soul-Devouring."

"Ah, Old Long, this soul-devouring silk is the soul-devouring technique!" Lin Feng asked in surprise.

"Haha, isn't it? This soul-devouring silk is just a small form of the soul-devouring technique, and that guy is just a half-baked one. Therefore, this soul-devouring silk is far from what he used to be." Old Long shook his head and said.

However, just as Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, Old Long almost scared Lin Feng to death afterwards.

"Do you think this soul-devouring silk is far from the real soul-devouring silk? Don't worry. Tell you, it's a big mistake. If you have this kind of mentality, just wait for your soul to disappear!"

"This, this, no!" Lin Feng said in disbelief.

"Hmph, no, although this soul-devouring silk is only half a bastard, it is enough to deal with you. If you weren't for helping you resist the erosion of the soul-devouring silk, you might have finished playing now, do you know?" Old Long cursed angrily.

Indeed, as Old Long said, if it weren't for the Soul-Devouring Ball that was invading Lin Feng's brain, Old Long took action in time and quickly and quickly protected Lin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

After a moment of silence, Lin Feng put away his luck and said to Old Long: "Then, what should I do now?"

"What should I do, what should I do? I don't know. Although that guy is just a half-baked person, with my current soul power, at most I can only help you again. If you want to remove these soul-devouring silk, it depends on yourself." Old Long spread his hands and said helplessly.

Then, seeing Lin Feng remain silent, he reminded again: "By the way, boy, there is not much time left for you. If, once the time goes on for too long and is discovered by that guy, let alone saving your little wife, your own life may be gone."

"Okay, Mr. Long, I know what to do now. However, if you have something to do, I want to ask Mr. Long..."

"I know, I'm just taking care of your little wife. Don't worry, as long as you are not dead, your little wife will never be in trouble." Seeing Lin Feng's concerns, Old Long promised.

Seeing Old Long say this, Lin Feng's heart was undoubtedly half of the big stone. Then, he calmed down and focused all his attention on the black and gray soul-devouring silk lingering on the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Well..., what should I do? Why don't I try it first?" Thinking of it, Lin Feng distributed a trace of mental power from his sea of ​​consciousness, passed through the spiritual defense arranged by Old Long, and slowly approached the soul-devouring silk.

However, unexpectedly, Lin Feng's mental power had just penetrated through, and the soul-devouring silk of the spiritual defense net that had been constantly attacking Long Lao's unstoppable mental defense net, as if a hungry tiger suddenly met a lamb, and rushed towards Lin Feng's mental power regardless of everything.

With a muffled groan, in the blink of an eye, Lin Feng's spiritual consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness lost contact with the trace of mental power.

"Damn, no!" Lin Feng cursed inwardly.

Although the disappearance of the mental power just now did not cause much harm to Lin Feng, the impact on Lin Feng was undoubtedly huge.

"What, it seems that Mr. Long is right. This soul-devouring silk is really worthy of the word soul-devouring. It can even swallow even the mental power." Lin Feng muttered to himself.

Then, Lin Feng, who was not giving up, distributed a few strands of mental power again, but in the end, all of them were swallowed by the soul-devouring silk that looked like a hungry tiger.

After several attempts failed, Lin Feng knew that he would release all his spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness and would probably not be able to feed those soul-devouring silks.

But if you don’t do this, what should you do? If you keep your mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness and don’t say that you can save Zhao Linger, even if you save yourself, it will be a problem.

Besides, the spiritual defense network set up by Mr. Long has time limits. Once the time comes and Lin Feng has not yet gotten along, the only way to get along with Lin Feng will undoubtedly be the only way to end up with the cup.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Lin Feng, who thought about it more and more and more worried, couldn't help but lose his mind.

"Oh, damn boy, are you still thinking about something, hurry up and do the serious business!" At this moment, Old Long's scolding came in time.

"Ah, yes, Old Long." Lin Feng, who came to his senses, couldn't help but sweat.

Yes, just as Lin Feng was lost just now, the soul-devouring silks seemed to be controlled by someone. In the blink of an eye, thousands of soul-devouring silks gathered into one and rushed towards the spiritual defense net under Long Laobu.

Fortunately, Old Long returned to the rescue in time, and Lin Feng woke up quickly, which prevented a catastrophe.

"Huh, I didn't expect that these soul-devouring silks could actually actively condense into a stream." Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Condensed into a stream, condensed into... By the way, there is, haha, how come, why didn't you think of it before? But then, so what, it's impossible to get into the tiger's mouth again!" A flash of inspiration, Lin Feng couldn't help but come up with a way to deceive the Soul-Devouring Silk, but then, when he thought that he still couldn't eliminate the thing, he couldn't help but feel discouraged.

Now, the problem facing Lin Feng is to find a way to eliminate the soul-devouring silk from No. 1 Middle School. Of course, it is OK to effectively restrain the soul-devouring silk.

But it is easy to think about, but it is harder to do!

"Forget it, it's not a blessing or a disaster, but a disaster. I'll fight to the death today." After thinking about it, Lin Feng was now poor and careless, except for a proud perverted golden true energy.

Besides, Lin Feng is not just reckless and has no certainty. Do you think that if you just understand the wonders of men and women, will Lin Feng, who has just become a nouveau riche, be willing to die?

If you want to do it, Lin Feng no longer delayed it and calmed down. Then, he passed the message to Mr. Long.

"Old Long, please let me know if you deliberately reveal some weaknesses on the defense network later. Then, can you hold back two breaths? "

"Oh, boy, what do you want to do! I warn you, don't be impulsive. Does the devil know that impulsiveness is? You must know. Now not only your own life, but your little wife's life is in your hands, and even my husband's life is in your hands. You want..."

"Okay, Mr. Long, please stop talking nonsense? Is it okay? Just say a word, hurry up." Lin Feng interrupted Mr. Long's nonsense impatiently and asked directly.
Chapter completed!