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What kind of picture is that?
Like a sea of blood spread out in Wang Teng’s mind, and then countless blood threads rose from the sea of blood.
These blood threads are entangled with each other, like extremely small blood snakes, and like nematodes, twisting and swinging crazily, extremely weird.
A strong smell of blood filled the air.
In an instant, Wang Teng felt that the power of his soul seemed to be transformed into that kind of **** soul power.
A special law
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