Chapter 145: The Fake Table

r, the body of the Zhongyan Dragon trembled slightly. The sword stuck in its body fell out, and then a pressure as if a god had descended enveloped the heads of several people!For a moment, it felt as...o easy feat. If Chen Ping truly destroyed his Nascent Soul, even if he didn't kill him, he wouldn't have any reason to live."It's too late for you to beg for mercy now..."Chen Ping pulled hard and tor...