Originally, there was no need to consume mana to use the double pupils, because this was an innate ability, but this was for the original owner, and for the right eye that Qingluo Daoren had captured, it still needed to consume a certain amount of mana to operate.

Fortunately, he still had a little mana to use, and at this time, he activated the mana, and his pupils began to appear.

In fact, he has been using Zhang Xingchen as an experiment, teaching the latter all the methods he sees and thinks of using double pupils, and asks him to use and try, and if there is no problem, he will learn it himself.

There is no way to do this, after all, there is no historical record of how to develop the power of the double pupil and how to use it, let alone any magic book to use, so you can only explore it completely by yourself.

And it was only later that he learned that it turned out that the Twin Pupils were incapable of cultivating.

But fortunately, this flaw does not exist in him, because his double pupils are captured, and they are not his own, but when they are used, they need to consume mana.

But it didn't matter, with his deep mana, no matter how much he used it, it would be enough to deal with most battles.

And as long as you can unearth the true power of your eyes, why do you need to worry about not having enough mana?

In the alley, the posture of Qingluo Dao and Zhang Xingchen looked a little strange, one fell to the ground, the other stood condescendingly, and the distance between the two sides was only one meter.

The two of them looked at each other like this, and the two eyes of one left and one right appeared at the same time, and it seemed that there was no movement, but there was an invisible force colliding in this small box.

The collision was invisible, with only the occasional roar being heard and then fading away, or the walls could be seen suddenly dislocated and the air distorted.

Occasionally, there will be sudden scratches on the floor, a hole in the wall, and the scraped sand and gravel will fall.

If the power of Taoism can still have a trajectory to be traced, then the power of the double pupils is completely mysterious and unpredictable, and it is even more unscientific and unreasonable.

The so-called breaking of the law, vanity, misconduct, and ignorance are far from being described as simple as they are.

The power of the double pupil is very troublesome, this is what Zhang Xingchen has learned in the past ten years, even if he simply masters the power of the double pupil, Zhang Xingchen is still very difficult to deal with.

But Zhang Xingchen also has a weakness, that is, until now, he has only mastered the power of breaking the law of the double pupils, and the rest of the delusion, mistaken body and ignorance have not been involved much, and only the wrong body can be used a little.

Breaking the law has almost reached the point where all the laws are broken, of course, Zhang Xingchen's realm is not enough, he can only break some low-level Dao methods, and the wrong body gives him the power that can make people unable to hit him.

This kind of power is neither an illusion nor a movement of the body, it is a mistake anyway, and it is so unreasonable.

If he hadn't been seriously injured and his mana was still there, the Qingluo Dao people would have a hundred ways to kill or control Zhang Xingchen, but now, he was seriously injured, and his mana was almost exhausted, so he could only use his eyes to deal with it.

In fact, his use of double pupils far surpasses Zhang Xingchen, and it stands to reason that in this confrontation between double pupils, he should be able to be invincible even if he can't gain the upper hand soon.

However, as time went by, he found that Zhang Xingchen gradually gained the upper hand, and later, he was almost suppressed by the power of his eyes, and it felt like a wall had fallen, and he was under the wall, and he could only use all his strength to support this wall and avoid being crushed to death.

But now, the wall is still getting heavier, and the pressure is constantly exerted, and he gradually feels a little powerless, not to mention, the pupils of his right eye are getting more and more painful, and he feels that his entire right eye seems to have protruded.

For no reason, he felt fear, the fear of death.

He looked at Zhang Xingchen in horror, the black qi on the latter's body became more and more intense, and the pupils of his left eye rotated quickly, looking like a yin and yang double fish, but this double fish was pure black.

The right eye, on the other hand, has completely turned blood red, and there are even bloody tears flowing out of the corners of the eye, leaving a mark on the face.

"I ...... Burst! Qingluo Daoist opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before he could say a word, blood continued to gush out of his mouth.

Blood poured out of his mouth, completely soaking his beard and onto his body, soaking both the collar and his clothes.

He felt a buzzing sound in his earholes, and his vision began to gradually appear strange patterns, as if there was no signal on the old TV before, densely packed with black and white dots.

Finally, his eyes suddenly widened, and the whole person was paralyzed as if he had no bones, and his eyes were open, and he did not bat at death.

After the death of Qingluo Daoren, Zhang Xingchen seemed to come back to his senses, feeling dizzy, holding the wall with one hand, covering his left eye with the other, gasping for breath, as if he had been holding his breath for a long time.

After resting for a while, he wiped away the blood and tears from his right eye with his hand, took a few steps forward, looked down at the Qingluo Daoist lying on the ground, silent, and then half-squatted down, stretched out his hand, and used a finger to gouge out his right eye.

He took the right eye in his hand and left the alley with that, leaving behind a corpse with the loss of his right eye.

Let Longhu Mountain and Zheng chase and kill together for many years, but without success, Qingluo Dao people died in a stinky alley, which can't help but make people sigh.

Not long after Zhang Xingchen left, the lid of the sewer was suddenly pushed from below by something and jumped up.

Then, the cement cover was lifted and flipped aside, and a mud-like mass rose from the sewer, and a sour smell suddenly permeated the air, making people sick.

The muddy object was covered in black sludge, and there was some food waste and rice mixed in with it.

As it moved, it gradually slipped down and fell to the ground.

After climbing up, the muddy object began to squirm, and it took more than ten seconds before it gradually turned into a naked. Naked people.

The man had an ugly face, a flattened nose, eyes and eyelids almost covered together, a crooked mouth, and ears that were semi-round.

It was bareheaded, without any hair on its body, and its appearance was pale and looked like a lump of fat without skin, which was very permeable.

The body is also very thin, as if it will fall to the ground when blown by the wind, but the strange thing is that there are no protruding bones, etc., and the limbs are very smooth, and there are no knees and other joints.

In the same way, it doesn't seem to have a gender, it's smooth between its legs, and there's nothing.

After becoming a human, it took a step forward and came to the side of Qingluo Daoren, standing still, as if looking at it, as if in a daze.

After a while, it squatted down and took off the Dao robe on the Qingluo Daoist person, along with the clothes and other things inside, and then put it on itself.

Soon, it put on its clothes and walked in the direction where Zhang Xingchen had left before.

Out of the alley, I came to another street.

Pedestrians on the street were startled when they saw it appear, and one woman even fainted and fell to the ground.

The people around also stayed away, or took a detour, not daring to approach.

But the man was indifferent to this, but glanced at it, discerned the direction, and crossed the street and walked down the street.

Along the way, I don't know how many people were scared away, it didn't care about it until it finally disappeared around the corner.

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Back at the amusement park, the scene has been cordoned off by the police, and some tourists were accidentally injured in a shootout before, but fortunately, they were only injured, and no one died, and they had been taken to the hospital by an ambulance.

The killers who were repented by Song Jianqiu's words and had an epiphany wept bitterly one by one, begging the police to take them away, and some even wanted to commit suicide, if they weren't pulled by the police, I am afraid they would have died.

For this situation, the police all felt a little awkward, but Liu Zhao and Li Qingwu understood that this was obviously caused by Song Jianqiu.

With such a big thing happening at the scene, the entire amusement park was naturally emptied and almost all the facilities were shut down, however, there was still a Ferris wheel still running.

Liu Zhao and Li Qingwu stood under the Ferris wheel, looking up.

A young male policeman walked over, looked up, followed the line of sight of the two, walked up to him, and asked, "Captain, Sister Li, what are you looking at?" Didn't you say that the scene should be cordoned off and investigated? Why is this Ferris wheel still operating? ”

"Investigate what? Things are clear, there is nothing to investigate. Li Qingwu never looked away, and kept looking at a certain cockpit on the Ferris wheel, as if he was afraid that he would miss something in a blink of an eye.

"What are you looking at?" The young policeman looked curiously, and then finally saw that there seemed to be someone in one of the cockpits.

"Huh? Is anyone trapped inside? He said.

"No, it's a good show. Don't make noise, such a romantic thing, you know it's here to shout. Li Qingwu said.

Seeing this, the young policeman didn't want to say anything more, just tilted his head, stood aside, and watched.

The three of them were soon seen by other policemen, and they all came over curiously, standing scattered around, all looking up at the Ferris wheel slowly spinning.

In fact, at the height of the ground, it is not possible to see the situation in the cockpit at all, and can only vaguely see two people sitting in one of the gradually rising cockpits.

Some people say that the Ferris wheel is the closest thing to the sky.

When the cockpit rises to the top of the Ferris wheel, the night view of the entire city is imprinted in the eye.

In the blue night sky, bright moonlight shone down.

In the distance, the river that runs through Asan City flows all the way to the east.

The surrounding lights are like stars falling to the ground in the sky.

Neon lights flowing.

(End of chapter)