"Little friend Tang, what are you ..."
"Brat, what are you doing!"
Numinous treasure path master, Thearch golden scales, and the others shouted in unison.
"That thing ... There's a ghost!"
Tang Hao stood there with a lingering fear.
Just now, when the crystal core touched his hand, he was shocked to find that the crystal core seemed to be alive. It suddenly produced a terrifying suction force, as if it wanted to devour his flesh, blood, and soul.
This power was so strong that even an 8th tribulation would not be able to resist it.
That was why he threw the crystal core to the primeval tribe without hesitation.
"A ghost? What do you mean by that?" Thearch golden scales was stunned.
As soon as he finished speaking, a miserable cry rang out. The Golden Crow suddenly shrieked and its body began to convulse. Its entire body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all its flesh and blood had been sucked dry.
"It's this crystal core!"
