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An eyeball fell to the ground, Wu Neng stood in the ring, and Zhang Jiao fell next to him, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and the clothes in his chest broke a big hole like a fire, and blood flowed out of the hole.

Zhang Jiao was unconscious, and he was carried out.

There were some people in the audience who disappeared, perhaps due to hunger, and they saw someone fall and couldn't wait to get a piece of the pie.

And the injuries on Wu Neng's body seem to have healed, and the people in the audience don't seem to be able to see his scars.

The more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became.

He was very low-key, he stood on the stage silently, as if he did not want anyone to doubt or even challenge his authority, he wanted to be honored in the waves.

If Zhang Jiao is like this, the people in the audience may accept it, but he is absolutely not good. His appearance is a symbol of obscenity, if he is allowed to be in a safe corner, or even get this honor, no one will obey him.

He had to accept the challenge.

Chihiro sent his disciples to fly into the ring.

The people in the audience have seen the dark dust, and as long as someone recognizes it, it will knock out the ambition of some people.

Li Huan, a disciple of the Qianxun faction, is of medium height, and what Zipei remembers most about him is those eyes, his eyes are always full of bloodshots, just like the eyes of a hungry wolf looking for prey everywhere at night. He is very strong, full of murderous energy, and anyone who has killed a lot of people, Zipei has this feeling of slaughter. Looking at it from afar, he can feel countless unjust souls lingering around him.

Splashing down in the ring like a bird of prey, he also cherished words like gold.

Before Li Huan could stand firmly in the ring, Wu Neng set off the first round of attacks.

This time he used the dark dust directly, only to see a puff of dust gather in the palm of his hand, like a pile of dried dirt, swirling in the palm of his hand.

Li Huan used a flying knife, Xiao Li flying knife.

It's just that his throwing knife is secretive, and it suddenly bursts out of the sleeve of his right hand.

Wu Neng was also confused by him, and he didn't even notice the strangeness of Xiao Li's flying knife.

He only greeted him with the palm of his hand, and the dark dust in his palm turned into infinite particles to cover Li Huan, and soon wrapped Li Huan in dust.

At this time, the dark dust was very much like a small sharp knife, covering Li Huan Tuantuan.

Xiao Li's flying knife was buried in the dark dust.

The irresistible dark dust turned red in an instant, and it was sucking Li Huan's essence blood.

The red dust swirled around Li Huan, only the appearance of human dust was visible, and there was not the slightest figure in sight, and he seemed to merge with the dark dust.

The dust is getting redder and redder, slowly turning a bewitching red.

Gradually, it began to recycle, into the palm of an incompetent hand.

I saw that the dark dust in the palm of Wu Neng's hand was condensing, telling to spin, emitting a particularly dazzling light.

The dark dust swirls and collapses at high speed, and the light is brighter, more showy, and more confused.

Finally collapses into a thumb-sized dark spot, which spins faster.

Gradually, the speed increases, and the bead becomes a transparent jewel, only in the visual range it becomes more transparent and radiant.

"Oh no, the dark beads are devouring his power."

Wu Neng was already thin, and after a period of devouring at this time, he was almost only left with plain skin.

Wu Neng gradually dried up and turned into a dried corpse, but his eyes seemed to be still rolling.

He was still alive, which shocked the spot.

"He is burning his own life, refining this dark dust with the help of his opponent's skill."

He is more like a quenched jewel, a cloud of muddy dust, slowly beginning to become clear, but every time he has more affection, he loses a part of his vitality.

"A brilliant jewel is finally present to all the cultivators." "This is the rumored Dark Crystal." "I heard that he constantly provides energy to his master." Some half-informed people are discussing, justifying, and speculating.

The Dark Crystal has been refined.

In Wu Neng's dry palm, there was a small transparent jewel that rotated at high speed and scattered the light of infinite energy.

Soon, Wu Neng's oil ran out and the lights went out, but Li Huan couldn't enter Wu Neng's side. Wu Neng was bathed in this colorful light.

He decided not to die yet.

The sky began to darken, and the beads began to turn black, and the people felt a tiny suction, as if they were going to suck people into the beads.

Someone is resisting this suction.

It's just that his resistance was ineffective, and he was locked by this beam; An even thicker beam of light shot into the crowd of resistants.

The light has finally found a victim.

Zipei felt a beam of light flickering around him, and he also sensed that someone around him was struggling.

Kasia struggled to break free from the beam's grasp.

"Don't resist, like a person who doesn't know how to do it at all."

Kasia should have heard that the beam of light on her body began to fade, and at this time, Zipei noticed that Kasia's face was pale, and even the wrinkles on her forehead were visible.

"It's time to absorb its prey." It has not the slightest interest in the essence of man.

Zipei instantly understood that the power of the Heart of Darkness in this galaxy was huge, it lived on absorption time, in fact, this planet was not as old as it is now, it had only lost most of their time.

The loss of time indicates that the galaxy is aging rapidly.

Wu Neng was reborn, and that subtle heartbeat began to beat normally; The light emitted by the dark crystal was transmitting time to him, and it had robbed many people of the years at this time, all of which were transmitted to his master, Wu Neng.

"How did my skin become like this?" Zipei heard a desperate voice beside him, which he was a little familiar with, but a little unfamiliar.

This is the voice of an old man, and in this world there are almost only young people, and the old man has long since died.

A pair of hands like a tree grabbed Zipei's shoulders, and next to his shoulders, Zipei saw a pair of hands that were as dry as firewood.

"Kasia was ruthlessly deprived of most of his years." Zipei didn't dare to look back at Kasia.

"I have a way to get that bead in my hands, so I can give you back the years."

Kasia calmed down when she heard the comfort, of course she knew that her fuss would not help, and she could only believe in Zipei.

The real exclamation rang out.

The audience resisted all the conceited people, and many people were killed in an instant, and there were countless old people in a matter of seconds.

Wu Neng was illuminated by the beam, and he quickly stood up, his wrists began to round, and his face was full of tender muscles......

Wu Neng quickly returned to his youth, he was tall, he was mighty, and he was full of spirit.

Wu Neng continued to be young, and the dark crystal recklessly continued to absorb the vitality of those who resisted him.

"Stop resisting, or you'll grow old soon!"

Zipei's voice was not loud, and many people in the audience heard his voice.

The people of the eight factions in the ring also heard Zipei's voice, and they searched everywhere for the source of this sound.

The light of the dark crystal dimmed a lot, and many people gave up resistance, but it was too late for them after all, they had already lost most of their years, and most of the people standing in the audience were fifty or sixty years old. Even more worrying is that they have also lost most of their power.

A figure burst out, he stood in the ring, the beam of the dark crystal shining on him, he was standing still, the beam of the dark crystal was locked by his body, he was devouring the light of the dark crystal.

Soon the crystal swirled in the palm of his hand.

He was urging the Dark Crystal to spin faster.

It hovered above his head, shining like a sun.

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