Chapter 2935: Waste Artifact
y, while the male worm is kept in Qian Feng's black clay pot. Because these worms are linked, if one dies, the other will die regardless of its location. This is how Qian Feng controls everyone in Xua...While Ji Yun was struck in the chest by Cang Protector's palm, he was instantly sent flying far away!
The disparity in strength, coupled with Ji Yun's exhaustion, made him no match for Cang Hufa!
Although Ji Yun slapped out with his palm, he was not in any danger of death!
Because this Cang Hufa knew that Ji Yun would have the demonic tribe's most fire, so he didn't want to kill him. He wanted to take Ji Yun back and let Yan Mo study him, to see how this human cultivator could refine their demonic tribe's most fire!
Actually, Cang Hufa doesn't know that the demonic tribe's zhihuo wasn't Ji Yun's, but just a strand of zhihuo given to him by Chen Ping!
"Making you submit peacefully, and daring to resist, this is the consequence of rebellion..."
The guardian Cāng sneered, looking down on these human cultivators in his eyes.
Just then, a melodious chime rang out!
The sound seemed to be coming from inside that pagoda.
After hearing this sound, Cang Hufa frowned: "Could it be that the kid didn't die"
A cultivator of the Body Integration Realm, Third Grade, is impossible to be suppressed under a pagoda and still alive!
"Impossible This pagoda crushes a seventh-rank cultivator of the Hunyuan Realm, instantly killing them. How could an ordinary third-rank cultivator of the Hunyuan Realm survive"
Another protector said in bewilderment!
Just as the two were puzzled, suddenly, the enormous pagoda began to move!
It seemed to be lifted by something, slowly starting to float in the air!
But there was no sign of Chen Ping inside the pagoda!
"Huh, where did that kid go How did this tower just start rising"
< Cang Hufa looked dumbfounded, clueless about what had just happened! >
Soon, Chen Ping's figure slowly rose from the deep pit, hovering beneath the tower, staring coldly at Cang Hufa.
"other, mother…………"Chen Ping's roar was filled with unwillingness.This was the closest he had ever been to his own mother, she was right in front of him, yet he was powerless.This feeling of frustratio...