Chen Feng stared at Mrs. Song, a dark light flashing in his eyes.
He initially thought that the puppetry used by Mrs. Song controlled these corpses, but now it seemed that was not the case.
"Little kid, today is the day you die." Old Mrs. Song stared at Chen Feng with pity. Within a few words, the wound on her chest had healed.
"Kill him!"
Mrs. Song gave an order, and Mrs. Liu and others roared and rushed towards him.
The dark and sharp nails shone with cold light, and could disembowel someone with just one blow.
The little black snake poked its head out of Chen Feng's arms and rushed toward Old Madam Liu and the others.
How can the slow-moving old lady Liu and the others escape the agile little black snake?
As soon as they met each other, he was bitten by the little black snake.
The little black snake nestled on Chen Feng's shoulder, hissing and looking at them.
After a few seconds, those people were still approaching, showing no signs of being poisoned.
The little black snake spit out the letter and looked at Chen Feng with its small green bean-sized eyes.
"Your poison is useless on the dead." Chen Feng patted the little black snake on the head. It had been sleeping before and woke up when it sensed danger. It didn't know what happened before.
The little black snake sprang down from Chen Feng's body, and its huge body twisted and rushed towards Mrs. Liu.
Mrs. Song looked at the little black snake with greedy eyes: "I didn't expect you, a little kid, to have good things in you."
"If you agree to give me this snake, I can consider letting you go."
"wishful thinking!"
"Hehehehe." The sharp laughter spread far away, making people's scalp numb.
"Little kid, you are very confident in yourself." Mrs. Song yelled, and the sharp scream turned into sound waves and rushed into Chen Feng's sea of consciousness.
A tsunami-like power swept over him, and Chen Feng felt a pain in his head. Fortunately, after experiencing the Tantric incident, his sea of consciousness was much stronger.
It was just a pain, but it didn't have much impact.
Mrs. Song raised the corners of her mouth, waiting for Chen Feng to roll on the ground in pain, but there was nothing unusual about him except that his face turned pale.
"Why are you okay?" Mrs. Song looked at him in surprise. Logically speaking, no one in this world can block her mental attack.
Chen Feng didn't talk nonsense. He swung out the Sky-Shaking Fist one after another, and the brilliant shadow of the fist blocked most of the sky.
Mrs. Song came to her senses and was hit directly before she could avoid it. She flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
Chen Feng appeared above her, but found that Mrs. Song was fine, looking like she had been waiting for him to attack.
"Little boy, your little attack is not enough to tickle me."
Mrs. Song moved her five fingers into claws towards Chen Feng's chest. There was a "dang" sound, the sound of gold and stone interlacing, and a few sparks came out.
Mrs. Song took a few steps back and looked at the broken fingernail: "I underestimated you, a little kid."
She opened her mouth and blew out a breath of mist. The mist drifted away with the wind and enveloped Chen Feng in the blink of an eye.
Chen Feng used spiritual energy to protect his body and carefully touched the spiritual energy, but nothing happened.
The mist was neither poisonous nor seemed to attack him.
"Huh?" Chen Feng was a little confused and stared around carefully, but found that everything and sounds around him had disappeared.
He was the only one left in the whole world, silent and silent.
There was wind blowing behind him, Chen Feng turned his head suddenly, and a dry hand covered with spots appeared on his abdomen, hitting him hard in the abdomen.
A strange force raged inside his body, quickly devouring the spiritual energy in his body.