Waste martial spirit
Twisting its tiny body, the small snake opened its mouth, and suddenly, tendrils of black mist surged towards it. "Devour." Lin Feng could naturally feel any changes in his martial soul. At this moment, the small snake martial soul was actually devouring the black mist. Moreover, as the black mist entered the small snake's body, its body began to gradually grow stronger. Many dark tentacles reached out to the small snake. Without any surprises, these tentacles seemed to still be its food, being sucked into its abdomen. This strange scene left Lin Feng stunned. Even facing a powerful spirit beast, Lin Feng felt helpless. It seemed that he could only wait for his life essence to be completely drained. However, he never expected that the small snake phantom, the martial soul known as a w
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