Within Jiang Ming's Sea of Consciousness, more than a dozen figures radiated increasingly powerful auras, directly crushing the Evil Eye Tyrant's mental attack.
Indeed, because they were sealed, they could not go out and help Jiang Ming fight.
But!
Not being able to leave did not mean that just any random thing could attack the Sea of Consciousness!
Their power could not get out, but outside power trying to enter the Sea of Consciousness and cause trouble was equally impossible.
The mental attack of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Evil Eye Tyrant was indeed extremely powerful. Even ordinary Titled Douluo might not be able to withstand it if they were attacked.
But to Jiang Ming, it was nothing.
After all, he had fought the Evil Lord, the strongest among the Evil Eye Tyrants, not long ago. How could he be injured by one of its descendants now?
Boom!
The long spear came crashing down upon the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. Its terrifying force struck like the collapse of Mount Tai, sending the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's enormous eight-meter-long body flying.
Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Ming charged in again.
He was now in an extraordinarily mysterious state of combat, with only one thing on his mind.
Battle!
Fight madly!
And the more he fought, the stronger his momentum became!
Unless this combat state could be interrupted, Jiang Ming, bolstered by Dual Soul Cores, would only grow stronger as the battle continued.
The highly intelligent Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and Evil Eye Tyrant naturally knew this.
But they had no choice now!
Their mental attacks were ineffective. What could they use to interrupt Jiang Ming's combat state?
In the end, the two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts could only endure Jiang Ming's attacks in frustration.
"Roar!"
"Buzzz~"
The two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts immediately