Chapter 2988

Wu Feng looked at these cultivators' Primordial Spirits before him, feeling a shock in his heart.

After these cultivators' physical bodies were destroyed, their Primordial Spirits were exposed, presenting a state of corpse parts.

Yes, it was corpse parts.

These Primordial Spirits piled up just like corpse parts, piling up there, presenting a thick aura of death on them.

Wu Feng saw those corpse-part-like cultivators' Primordial Spirits moving slowly there, then suddenly flying rapidly to pounce on Wu Feng, and then, after being intercepted, quickly self-destructing.

After a series of explosions, Wu Feng was shocked; in his heart, all kinds of thoughts and ideas were crazily drifting.

When these corpse-part-like Primordial Spirits piled up, they felt very strange, but after exploding, the power was simply unimaginable.

Even with Wu Feng's strength of physical body and Primordial Spirit, under this kind of explosive abuse, he was also tottering, which simply made him feel a sense of horror.

As time passed, after all the corpse parts turned into nothingness, Wu Feng sat down covered in wounds, beginning to slowly recover his Primordial Spirit and physical body.

After recovering for a while, suddenly, Wu Feng turned his head sharply, looking at that small pit opening.

In that small pit opening, waves of frenzied suction appeared.

These frenzied attractive forces swept towards Wu Feng, making Wu Feng not know what to do; he only felt that at this moment, he could not control his body at all.

As his body finally could not bear it and began to disintegrate, Wu Feng felt that many, many frenzied meanings appeared in his heart.

These frenzied meanings shot out from the pit towards Wu Feng, making Wu Feng not know how to describe it.

Pain was spreading, and frenzied thoughts were rapidly transforming Wu Feng.

Finally, the attractive force disappeared, Wu Feng waved his hand, he reshaped his physical body, and then his Primordial Spirit entered, and he walked to the pit opening, wooden and expressionless.

In front of the pit, Wu Feng looked woodenly, then transformed into a flying ant and flew into it.

After entering the pit, there was a dizzying spin, and threads wrapped around, wrapping up the flying ant that Wu Feng had transformed into.

When his whole body was wrapped, Wu Feng did not have a single sign of resistance.

Wu Feng just quietly remained in place.

Finally, that dizzying spatial fluctuation finally stabilized, and Wu Feng also entered a small space.

This is a typical Saint's small space, inside which there are birds singing and flowers fragrant, a scene of beauty.

However, this beauty was quickly melted by a man.

This man is a man who looks somewhat like a hawk.

He slowly manifested from in front of a peach tree, staring at Wu Feng with vigilance.

And Wu Feng had already revealed his true form at this time, with threads wrapped all over his body, but he still had no reaction, looking woodenly at everything before him, including the suddenly appearing hawk-like man.

After observing Wu Feng for a long time, the hawk-like man said coldly: "Stop pretending, I know you are completely fine; you were not immersed by my power."

Following the man's statement, Wu Feng's wooden face showed his most common smile.

Next, Wu Feng shook his body, and the black threads wrapped around Wu Feng were all burned to nothing by a golden flame.