Chapter 625 Burning the Black Matter
Yaori City, duel area.
"You lost!"
Wen Yao looked at Mr. Feng with a handsome smile on his face.
"you!"
Feng Shao clenched his fists, his eyes filled with endless anger.
He personally went on the field just to preserve this victory, and also to better delay time.
But who knew he would lose!
Lost to a native 꿛!
At this moment, his face was completely lost.
"You are very strong, but you underestimate the enemy!"
"Don't forget, God Su Fa gave us a lot of equipment!"
Wen Yao's tone was somewhat preachy.
The wind is less strong.
But he is the kind of top resuscitator.
At least in the Feng family, Mr. Feng has always been a popular character.
If Sumu defeated Huadu, Feng Shaogen might have a chance to sit in his current position.
On the other hand, Wen Yao has always been at the forefront among the players. For this battle, he has integrated the best resources among the players to improve his strength.
"놊can count!"
"This duel is void!"
Face was gone, Feng Shao simply lost his face.
"The competition starts again, but the stakes have changed. Once you lose, you have to hand over all the equipment that Sumu gave you."
He looked at Long Fei with gloomy eyes and almost shouted.
"hehe!"
Before Long Fei could express his stance, Wen Yao sneered.
"Is this the face of you resuscitators?"
"It's really ridiculous!"
Mr. Feng also laughed and looked a little crazy: "Then let's start a war and see if your Sufa God can come back to save you."
After breaking up, Major General Feng directly issued a threat.
"Hey, can this guy really represent you?"
Wen Yao ignored Mr. Feng and turned to shout to other resuscitators.
"this!"
A group of resuscitators spoke.
Players have already demonstrated their strength in front of the resuscitators.
If a full-scale war breaks out, even the resuscitators will have to weigh the advantage in numbers.
Of course, Feng Shao cannot represent all resuscitators, and these resuscitators on the field cannot represent their masters.
"What 놖 said can represent all resuscitators!"
"What are you questioning?"
"If you believe it, then let's wait and see!"
Feng Shao's voice became louder and louder, roaring with every sentence.
But no matter how you look at it, he has a feeling that "the general trend is over".
"Of course he said it!"
Just then, a voice sounded.
"Is it you?"
Feng Shao looked in the direction where the sound came from, and his expression changed drastically.
"Feng Yan, this farce is over, I want to make myself look too ugly."
It was Yingwu Nan who spoke, and he was accompanied by Mr. Da, who looked very strong.
Yingwu Nan stopped talking to Master Feng and walked towards Long Fei.
"He has the final say, but 놖 has the final say."
"놖Give you a chance to meet with Xuanyuan to discuss peace between the revivers and the players."
These words made Long Fei frown.
"Why, do you think you are qualified to talk to me?" Yingwu Nan smiled disdainfully.
"What are you pretending to be?"
"If you have anything to do, let's continue the duel!"
"He has the final say, but you have the final say? If you are beaten down later, will another one come and say that you also have the final say?"
The players were very impressed by Ying Takeo's arrogant attitude, and one by one they taunted him.
"Let Xuanyuan come, we can talk about anything." Yingwu Nan was not angry, and looked aloof.
"Xuanyuan is here, it will take some time for him to meet!"
Long Fei took a deep breath and replied.
"Then I'll give you three days." Ying Wunan smiled lightly, very generous.
"Walk!"
He gave the order, and all the resuscitators in the duel area left.
Feng Shao became a "lonely person".
In the disdainful eyes of all the players, he quit the game directly.
"Can we contact Xuanyuan in three days?"
After all the resuscitators left, someone said anxiously.
Yingwu Nan's aura is completely different from Feng Shao's, and that sense of oppression also makes many players feel stressed.
"놖 will try to contact me as soon as possible, just wait!" Long Fei took a deep breath and said slowly.
Whether it's Xuanyuan or Sumu, there will always be a day when they return.
And when that day comes, it's time for players to feel proud!
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"What exactly is this black stuff?"
"Since it can provide energy to those three guys, can we also use it?"
Over the island.
Su Mu looked at the sinking island and was very interested in the black material in it.
There is no doubt that it is precisely because of the existence of this black matter that the three "gods" can survive in this plane.
The power of black matter is self-evident.
What would be the effect if I could convert this substance into pure energy?
Thinking of this, Sumu thought and came to the place with the most black matter on the island.
When he stretched out his hand and touched the black substance, a feeling of panic suddenly surged into Sumu's head.
He quickly stretched out his hand.
"This power seems to want to devour 놖. What is it?"
Full of doubts, Su Mu gave up the idea of using these black substances.
These black substances are definitely not good things!
The reason why the bodies of the three "gods" became so dry must have something to do with these black substances.
Su Mu's eyes sank.
Keeping these things will definitely become a disaster.
A powerful flame appeared, and Su Mu directly summoned the heavenly fire in the form of a fireman.
Under the scorching high temperature, the black substances burned one by one.
When all the black completely dissipated, the entire island sank into the sea!
