Thinking of this, song Qing put the black silk film that he had torn from the black cocoon into his pocket space and shook his arm.
Her body was extremely strong, but when the power of the black cocoon backfired on her, her arm still felt numb. It was clear that the defense of the black cocoon was strong, no less than a Supreme-grade defensive magic treasure.
There were naturally many ways to break out of the cocoon.
For example, the purple flame on her chaotic green lamp was a special nemesis of Yin and evil, and it was enough to light it up.
However, she was acting sneakily, so she naturally couldn't make too much noise.
Song Qing pursed her lips and opened her palm. Mang Tian, who had been resting in her dantian, was summoned and held in her palm.
With one hand, she pushed the shaking giant cocoon against the stone wall. After fixing it in place, she held the sword in her other hand and stabbed the cocoon with the tip of the sword!
