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Soul of the Fallen.
This was the first time Feng Lin faced an enemy, and he decided to use the blood of the people in front of him as an appetizer.
Whoosh!
Feng Lin's head also started to burn, with black flames growing bigger and bigger, eventually appearing behind his head.
Just like the halo behind a Buddha's head.
However, behind Feng Lin was black fire.
In this appearance, he was like a demon crawling out from hell.
The many women imprisoned in cages saw this scene, terrified and their faces turned deathly pale.
They had originally thought this person was here to save them.
Now, it seemed he was even more terrifying than those evildoers.
Swoosh!
The relatively young-looking elder saw Feng Lin's appearance and immediately retreated in fear.
"Weren't you going to kill me?" Feng Lin asked. "Why are you creating distance between us?"
Feng Lin felt his Qi surging violently.
