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... he river of blood.

Wu Chang's illusory figure looked terrified: "No, please don't..."

Zhang Chen remained unmoved, and operated the Soul Eater Dafa, opened his mouth and inhaled, inhaling it into his abdomen to practice.

Feeling the growth of his own soul, Zhang Chen showed a satisfied smile.

After a while, the blood river squirmed and re-condensed into blood **** sons.

One of the blood **** sons came to Zhang Chen with a bunch of items.

It is the standa ...

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