CHAPTER 1743: CHAPTER 1743
Despair
The Qilin was an ancient divine beast. No matter where it was, it was rare.
Now that a Qilin had appeared in front of him, how could the white-haired elder not be shocked?
However, being shocked was just being shocked. At this time, the white-haired old man did not dare to panic.
Right now, he could only exert the strength of an Early-stage Sage. Facing Zhang Qiang, who was at the Middle-stage Sage, and the small Kylin, who was at the Early-stage Sage, was still under great pressure.
If he angered Zhang Qiang and Little Kylin, he would not be able to bear the consequences!
"I will give you one last chance. Hand over the Immortal Ascension Grass. Otherwise, you should know the consequences."
While the white-haired old man was still in shock, Ning Yue's calm voice echoed once again.
Ning Yue did not care whether the white-haired old man was shocked or not. Ning Yue was only concerned about one thing, and that was whether the white-haired old man would hand over the Ascending Immortal Grass!
After all, the Human Demon's current situation was extremely dangerous.
"Don't talk nonsense with me. As long as the Ascending Immortal Grass is in my hands, I don't believe that you will dare to do anything to me!"
The white-haired elder's eyes were cold and he said in a low voice, "If you really provoke me, I will destroy the Immortal Ascension Grass immediately!"
As he spoke, the white-haired old man tightened his grip on the Immortal Ascension Grass.
Fortunately, the Immortal Ascension Grass was not an ordinary medicinal herb. Otherwise, with the strength of the white-haired old man, it would have been squeezed into two halves.
"Zhang Qiang, what are you waiting for? Do you need me to teach you how to do it? "
A cold voice resounded in the first level of the Yuzun Pagoda.
Ning Yue knew very well that he couldn't drag things out any longer.
If he couldn't get the Immortal Ascension Grass within three minutes, then the Human Demon would definitely be finished.
Would the white-haired old man take out the Immortal Ascension Grass after delaying him for three minutes?
The answer was obviously no.
Therefore, Ning Yue decisively ordered Zhang Qiang to attack the white-haired old man.
Ning Yue did not believe that the white-haired old man had the courage to destroy the Ascending Immortal Grass with his own hands!
After all, as long as the white-haired old man had the Immortal Ascension Grass, his life would be guaranteed.
Once he destroyed the Immortal Ascension Grass, he would be done for.
"Don't get too full of yourself. If you really annoy me, I …"
Seeing Zhang Qiang rushing towards him, the white-haired old man's expression changed and he couldn't help but shout.
However, before the white-haired old man could finish his sentence, he stopped abruptly and hurriedly cast a spell to counter Zhang Qiang.
Zhang Qiang only listened to Ning Yue's orders.
If Ning Yue asked him to attack the white-haired old man, he would definitely not hold back.
Although Zhang Qiang didn't know how the white-haired old man had offended Ning Yue, he knew that if the white-haired old man didn't hand over the Immortal Ascension Grass, he would be in deep trouble.
At the same time, when Zhang Qiang attacked the white-haired old man, he was careful.
He had to do everything he could to obtain the Ascension Immortal Grass!
Zhang Qiang had witnessed Ning Yue's attitude towards the Immortal Ascension Grass.
Now that his life was in Ning Yue's hands, if he could do something for Ning Yue at this time, perhaps Ning Yue's impression of him would be much better.
After all, Ning Yue was still hostile towards him.
Rumble!
Zhang Qiang's cultivation was at the Sage Intermediate Stage. When he attacked with his full strength, the white-haired old man could only defend himself.
Coupled with the little Kylin's help from the side, the white-haired old man was forced to retreat.
Facing Zhang Qiang and the little Kylin alone, the white-haired old man felt like crying.
In fact, Ning Yue's guess was right.
The white-haired old man really didn't dare to completely fall out with Ning Yue and destroy the Immortal Ascension Grass.
Since he didn't dare to destroy the Immortal Ascension Grass, there was only one way left for the white-haired old man.
Compromise!
As long as he compromised with Ning Yue, Ning Yue definitely wouldn't kill him.
At that time, the white-haired old man could at least keep his life!
However, the white-haired old man wouldn't agree to compromise no matter what.
In the white-haired old man's mind, even if he wanted to compromise, he had to drag it out for tens of minutes.
Thinking of this, the white-haired old man hurriedly displayed his trump card and forced Zhang Qiang and the little Kylin to retreat.
Waving the Immortal Ascension Grass in his hand, the white-haired old man said coldly, "If anyone dares to take another step, I promise …"
Swoosh!
Zhang Qiang didn't care what the white-haired old man was promising.
Zhang Qiang only knew that this was the best opportunity to obtain the Immortal Ascension Grass!
If he missed this opportunity, there wouldn't be another one.
Zhang Qiang gritted his teeth and immediately ignited his Essence Qi and surprise. He didn't hesitate to use the Blood Shield Technique to get close to the white-haired old man.
Bam!
Zhang Qiang's speed was very fast. Before the white-haired old man finished his sentence, he appeared in front of him.
Zhang Qiang clenched his right fist and while the white-haired old man wasn't paying attention, he punched the white-haired old man's wrist.
The intense pain from his wrist caused the white-haired old man's wrist to loosen, and the Immortal Ascension Grass fell to the ground.
"Get out of my way!"
The white-haired old man was indeed an old fox who had lived for many years. The moment the Immortal Ascension Grass fell from his hand, he reacted and punched Zhang Qiang with violent Essence Qi.
The current situation was very clear.
If Zhang Qiang wanted the Immortal Ascension Grass, he would definitely have to withstand the white-haired old man's full force attack.
If he didn't want it, he could naturally avoid it.
"Retreat!"
In a flash, Zhang Qiang made a decision.
Retreat!
Although Ning Yue would bear a grudge against him if he retreated now, he wouldn't lose his life.
If he didn't retreat, there was a high chance that he would be killed by the white-haired old man's punch.
After all, the white-haired old man's full force attack was not to be underestimated.
"Hmph, you want to fight with me? You're still too inexperienced."
Seeing Zhang Qiang retreat, the white-haired old man's lips curled up and he sneered, "As long as I'm here today, no one can take the Immortal Ascension Grass away!"
Swoosh!
As it turned out, the white-haired old man was happy a little too early.
Zhang Qiang chose to retreat, but the little kylin didn't!
Moreover, the white-haired old man's attention was completely attracted by Zhang Qiang, which gave the little kylin an opportunity.
Almost instantly, the little kylin appeared in front of the white-haired old man.
With a flick of its tail, the little kylin directly flung the Immortal Ascension Grass to the other side.
"No!"
Seeing the Immortal Ascension Grass being flung away by the little kylin, the white-haired old man's pupils shrank and he let out a hysterical roar.
The white-haired old man knew what the consequences would be if the Immortal Ascension Grass was snatched away at this time.
Once Ning Yue obtained the Immortal Ascension Grass, what awaited him next would definitely be death!
The white-haired old man clenched his fists tightly. He did not have time to care about Zhang Qiang. Instead, he turned around and rushed towards the Immortal Ascension Grass.
The white-haired old man's idea was very simple. Snatch the Immortal Ascension Grass!
Crack!
But how could Ning Yue possibly give the white-haired old man the chance?
This was the Tower of Ascension. The void of the first level was completely under Ning Yue's control.
Originally, with the Immortal Ascension Grass on the white-haired old man, Ning Yue did not dare to use the Tower of Ascension. He was afraid that the white-haired old man would discover some clues and be driven to desperate action.
But now, Ning Yue completely had no apprehensions in his heart.
The void tore apart and a palm reached out from the crack. It grabbed the Immortal Ascension Grass and dragged it in.
"Ahhhhh!"
Seeing the Immortal Ascension Grass disappear with his own eyes, the white-haired old man's eyes bulged and he could not help but scream.
The white-haired old man could practically predict his following fate.
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