Boom——!!!
The third heartbeat exploded like a bomb.
The entire kilometer-wide blood-colored Beast Fighting Arena was like stubborn iron thrown into a furnace, the dark red flesh dome twisted and tore crazily under the impact of an invisible mighty force.
The thick, bloody air was instantly expelled, only to be filled with a hotter, more violent aura.
Fang Qingyu's body hovered in mid-air, supported by the golden lightning, curled like a wounded young beast.
But every inch of exposed skin emitted a terrifying "sizzling" sound.
It was as if it wasn't flesh and blood, but ordinary iron thrown into a steel furnace.
The dark gold dragon scale patterns flickered madly under the skin, trying to resist the destructive power erupting from the depths of the marrow, the origin of the soul.
The jade bone was wailing.
The surface of the bones, as tenacious as spiritual jade, also showed dense, charred black cracks.
Every heartbeat.
