At this moment, Feng Qiu was on the verge of madness!!!
He had never felt time pass so agonizingly.
Why hasn't Wenren Nongyue arrived yet?
It's really going to be too late!
Meanwhile.
Su Chen also moved.
He was not someone to surrender easily.
As his body fluctuated, the Ancient Dust Sword also fluctuated.
At this moment, Su Chen's bloodline was also boiling.
Because, sensing the ultimate danger, the Ancient Soul Ancestral Vein had some fluctuations.
The Divine Soul was operating at its peak, Su Chen had never been as calm as he was now.
Even his hair stood on end.
He had to remain calm enough, otherwise, he would die.
He would definitely die.
He admitted, Zhuo Ming's continuous strikes made him feel the threat of death, an intense threat of death.
With the Divine Soul operating at its peak, he barely captured all the strange, sudden, hidden positions in Zhuo Ming's repeated knife attacks.
