There was a loud bang.

The water of Zichen Lake splashed out of the lake shore and rushed hundreds of miles away!

With one strike of Feng Yin, he cut directly into the dense fog without any feeling of obstruction.

But he clearly felt that he had already struck the remnant soul of the Purple Emperor!

As for how much damage could be done, it's not clear at all.

The reactions of Lord Qingming and others were the same, with no focus at all!

But in the thick fog, Zi Emperor's painful roar came out!

Immediately, white mist rolled in, quickly heading towards

The lake surface shrinks.

Feng Yin pursues him relentlessly.

Crossing the sky, he took five shots in succession!

On the lake, the waves were rolling.

He felt that only the sword energy of the knife could hurt the remaining soul of the Purple Emperor.

Attacks from others can only make him uncomfortable, but cannot cause any harm.

After five cuts, the white mist had reached the lake surface and quickly disappeared.

With a pop, a white shadow appeared with ten tails, covering the sky and the earth.

Kazekage takes action!

Kazekage takes action!

A ball of white mist was caught in her hand with one claw and twisted like a little snake.

But most of the white fog has completely disappeared.

Silence returned to the lake.

The water surface is slow and steady.

Until it's as calm as a mirror.

"I can still only catch a little bit, but I always feel like I'm not strong enough. I'm not there yet."

Feng Ying was very sorry.

Just then.

lake surface.

The top of a small pine tree suddenly broke through the water.

There are a few clusters of pine needles above, wrapped in wisps of mist. The mist twists like a small snake and seems to be active.

Faintly, there was also a roar of pain.

That's the weirdness in the white mist.

A few of them were unexpectedly caught by small pine trees.

"I caught a few!"

Xiao Songshu said excitedly.
Chapter completed!