If there are no rules, there are no restrictions.

Want to win.

He must be killed!

Such a fratricidal contest?

How could Dayu do this? On purpose?

Why?

Yin Nian couldn't figure it out. With her current strength, she couldn't consider the thoughts of those powerful people who made the regulations.

The only thing that’s certain is this!

She wants to win!

"There are many puppets on the field, and we have tied countless psychic stones into the puppets' bodies."

"The person who gets the most psychic stones within the specified time will be the final winner."

"Haha." The voice laughed twice, "The rules are very simple. I wish all the contestants good luck in surviving until the end of your time."

"I also wish all contestants can get a sufficient number of psychic stones."

The sound stopped suddenly.

It's as simple and brutal as ever.

Because psychic stones can be snatched from puppets, they can also be snatched from people.

The puppets want to kill you, and the people want to kill you too.

Yin Nian frowned.

Then she stretched out suddenly, and the way she raised her chest and raised her head made the people outside unconsciously laugh less.

This Sanba... could it be that he is a dark horse in an extremely powerful field?

Look at how confident she is!

The confident Yin Nian began to take out things.

Everyone closed their mouths unconsciously, what is it?

when!

An ugly black iron pot appeared in Yin Nian's hand.

"Elixir!" She said proudly: "You must look like a spiritual apothecary!"
Chapter completed!