C3760 The Mysterious Old Man

"Awoo!"

Chen Shaofeng howled out in pain.

A purple-gold skull mark appeared between his brows. The skull mark was rotating continuously, and it was letting out a miserable wail.

"Damn it, damn it!! "Chen Shaofeng roared.

Right at this moment, an incomparably feminine voice filled with an evil aura was heard, "Kekekekeke, kid, your soul fire is extremely pure