The other soul catchers beside Yi Feng looked at the sky full of wraiths behind them, then looked at the vortex in front of them that looked like a death scythe. In the end, they gritted their teeth and dashed toward the vortex one by one.
Yi Feng wasn't slow either, entering the vortex at the same time as the other soul catchers. The Yin-Yang Devouring Pearl energy in his body surged out wildly, firmly surrounding Yi Feng.
"Ah …"
One of the soul catchers screamed as soon as he stepped into the vortex. The vortex's baleful aura slammed into him, tearing a hole in his armor. The terrifying baleful aura poured into his body and began destroying his internal organs.
The soul catcher's Soul Assimilation Art burst out, sealing the hole that had just been opened. His hands kept forming seals. As he spat out a mouthful of pitch-black blood, the soul catcher finally forced out the baleful aura that had entered his body, but he was much weaker now.
Yi Feng and the others all sucked in a cold breath when they saw this scene. A seventh-rank soul catcher was actually injured by just one strand of baleful aura. What if a few more strands entered his body? Then …
Thinking of this, everyone shuddered. Soul Assimilation Arts burst out one after another, firmly protecting themselves. At this time, they were already so terrifying outside the vortex. One could imagine how difficult it would be to pass through the vortex.
They didn't take the same route. At this time, no one dared to trust anyone. If the other party was ruthless, they would most likely die in this vortex. Yi Feng also understood this very well, so he kept a distance from these people, his figure constantly flashing, wanting to rush out of the vortex.
The vortex's terrifying power kept tearing at Yi Feng. The terrifying power caused the Dou Qi in Yi Feng's body to surge out continuously, firmly protecting him. Under this vortex, even the Devouring Pearl's Devouring Pearl couldn't do anything to the baleful aura. The baleful aura was too terrifying. After devouring this strand, there would be two strands the next time it came.
Under this crazy bombardment, Yi Feng madly dashed into the distance. However, under the obstruction of the baleful aura, Yi Feng found it difficult to take each step. Even if he relied on the Phantom Body Art, his footsteps were extremely small.
Within the vortex, Yi Feng's line of sight was greatly obstructed. Even Yi Feng's Soul Power perception was distorted. Other than the crazy Dou Qi, there was nothing else in the surroundings.
Obviously, this whirlpool was not as dangerous as Yi Feng had imagined. After Yi Feng had traveled a long distance through the whirlpool, the whirlpool, which was originally just spinning madly, suddenly became filled with murderous energy attacks like raindrops.
Yi Feng, who was caught off guard, was struck by the two fiendish auras directly under his battle qi armor. Under this attack, Yi Feng felt his blood and Qi churn, and a trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
The entire whirlpool space was filled with terrifying baleful energy, and it blasted towards Yi Feng. The raindrops of baleful energy attacks made Yi Feng not dare to hold back. Within the whirlpool, he constantly stepped forward, bursts of Dou Qi burst out, and punch after punch met the baleful energy attacks.
At the same time, the Soul Catcher also turned into bursts of energy, frantically resisting these raindrops of attacks.
Yi Feng had already forgotten about himself, and the power in his body was frantically resisting the pulling and tearing of the whirlpool. At the same time, his arm was like a machine, throwing out punch after punch to resist these baleful energy attacks.
"Ah …"
Just as Yi Feng was struggling step by step, a miserable roar resounded through the void. Following this roar, Yi Feng even heard the sound of a body being destroyed and torn apart. Yi Feng could almost imagine the miserable state of this powerhouse who had fallen in the whirlpool.
Just as Yi Feng's heart turned cold, Yi Feng felt a liquid hit his face under the whirlpool's influence. Yi Feng reached out and wiped it, and found that it was scarlet blood.
The dazzling blood made Yi Feng take a deep breath. Yi Feng knew that this whirlpool was most likely filled with the opponent's flesh and blood.
The stimulation of the blood made Yi Feng frantically rush out of the whirlpool.
As Yi Feng rushed out, the whirlpool's pressure and tearing force grew stronger and stronger. Yi Feng could even feel his Dou Qi Armor being torn apart.
This terrifying pressure pushed Yi Feng's strength to the extreme.
Under the continuous attacks, Yi Feng also felt the pressure and slowly calmed down. Yi Feng knew that he was probably at the edge of the whirlpool. This discovery made Yi Feng overjoyed, and at the same time, he exerted his strength to the extreme.
Soon, under Yi Feng's attack, Yi Feng was also spat out by the whirlpool.
The moment he was spat out, Yi Feng saw the black-robed old man leave an afterimage in his line of sight, and disappeared from his sight in a moment.
"What a strong guy!"
Yi Feng looked at the black-robed old man and sighed. The other party was so fast. And looking at his appearance, he didn't seem to have consumed any energy in the whirlpool.
While Yi Feng was frantically operating the Ling Shen Technique to recover, two Soul Catchers were also thrown out by the whirlpool. The two people who were thrown out by the whirlpool had pale faces, and there was blood at the corner of their mouths. They had obviously suffered serious injuries. Compared to Yi Feng, they were in a much worse state.
The two Soul Catchers looked at Yi Feng who was standing beside the whirlpool and were slightly startled. Their figures also flashed, disregarding their injuries, and disappeared from Yi Feng's line of sight.
They were in this damned place, and no one would believe each other. Maybe in the next moment, the other party would hit them when they were down. It wasn't that no one did this kind of killing to reduce the number of competitors.
Yi Feng didn't pay too much attention to the two Soul Catchers. He turned his head and glanced at the still terrifying whirlpool behind him. There were six people who came in together at the beginning, but only four people came out at this time.
Two Rank Seven Soul Catchers, if this was the outside world. They were also existences who could summon the wind and summon the rain. But at this moment, they died so easily, and not even their bones were left.
Yi Feng took a deep breath, and his figure flashed to the side. In this place, no one was at ease with others. At this moment, Yi Feng had consumed a lot of energy. If someone were to find trouble with him, the danger would not be small.
Yi Feng sped all the way and found a hidden place to sit down cross-legged. Along the way, he had consumed a lot of energy. In addition, he had suffered some injuries in the whirlpool, so he also needed to recuperate.
Most of the opponents he faced this time were Soul Catchers, who were known as strange existences. Who knew what kind of abnormal strength these Soul Catchers would have. If he didn't recover his strength to its peak, he might suffer a great loss if he fought them.
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