The appearance of this huge bloody hand can be said to have shocked everyone on the scene.

Of course, except for Feng Wuye.

After spinning away, the talisman on Feng Wuye's hand flew out, and at the same time, the Jade Spirit Art began to operate.

The huge spiritual power began to attack the bloody hand.

Wow!

When the bloody hand was attacked, everything seemed to have returned to peace.

Feng Wuyao suddenly hung in half a width and looked around carefully.

Then, a beautiful gesture was put on, and several talismans that were originally attached to the wall also shone in an instant, becoming golden.

But in a moment, all these talismans turned into ashes.

After that, Feng Wuye fell steadily on the ground. As soon as the dress was swayed, the barrier in front of Qin Zicheng and others had disappeared.

"What happened just now? Why did the blood in this pool of blood attack people?"

Feng Wuyao shook his head, "You can take a closer look around."

Qin Zicheng was the first to discover something wrong.

There were a lot of blood on the ground and on the walls.

But now, it's all as clean as this.

"The fight just now?"

"The fight just now was real. But I also fell into someone else's illusion!"

Be careless.

Feng Wuyao cursed the person behind his back in his heart, and said, "Blood is just blood. It's just that someone set up a formation here before. If someone breaks in, the formation will be opened, so there is what you call a bloody hand."

"So you were actually playing with yourself just now?" Qin Dong spoke more directly.

Feng Wuyao gave him annoyed look, "No one thinks you are a mute if you don't speak!"

Qin Dong immediately made a shut up action, and then stayed there honestly and dared not move.

"This blood was actually taken out for soul-catching purposes before."

"Soul-catching?"

Qin Zicheng looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Feng Wuyao suddenly curled his lips and turned his head to look back.

Behind Qin Dong, Meng Yunhe, who rushed over not long ago.

"Mr. Meng is a master of soul-catching skills, so why not just let him explain it to everyone? After all, I am a layman."

Meng Yunhe's eyes moved and he keenly noticed something was wrong, "Young Master Feng is so modest. Speaking of which, I am just a little familiar with it, but Young Master Feng is a master."

"Haha, it's actually quite boring for us to praise each other like this. Let's go and see what we have today."

As soon as she suggested, everyone immediately remembered the semi-finished products and a large amount of treasures.

Everyone turned around, and the ones that fell to the end were naturally Feng Wuyao and Qin Zicheng.

Feng Wuye moved his fingertips, and a wisp of spiritual power had already locked Meng Yunhe tightly.

"Um!"

Meng Yunhe found that he could not move anymore, so he subconsciously groaned.

Qin Dong was behind him, "What's wrong? Yunhe, why don't you leave?"

Feng Wuyao smiled and patted Qin Dong on the shoulder, "It's not that he won't leave, but that he can't leave."

"Ah?" Qin Dong hadn't figured out what was going on.

Qin Zicheng pulled the man behind him first and looked at Meng Yunhe with a look of defense, "I didn't expect that the Meng family would actually have a cult holy envoy. I'm really not afraid of tainting the Meng family's reputation for a hundred years."

Meng Yunhe was stunned, then burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!