Feng Lin walked deeper step by step. He felt that this ruins had the same style as the previous one.

That depth should also be a formation.

Only by destroying the formation can you enter the core of this ruins.

Wei Yinghuo and the others shouldn't be able to get in quickly.

Feng Lin looked at the people fleeing around him. Some of them were at the ninth level.

But facing the Yin Yang Crusaders, he was still too scared to fight.

Feng Lin grabbed an eighth-level man at random, froze him into a block of ice, leaving only his head exposed, and pushed him to the back of a building.

"Don't kill me! I just came here not long ago!"

The middle-aged man released his energy and struggled hard. When he found that he couldn't break free, he begged.

"Stop talking nonsense, what does this research institute study?" Feng Lin asked flatly.

"The main purpose here is to study various potions, I don't know anything else!"

The middle-aged people were scared to tears.

"Potion?"

Feng Lin thought of the toxins used by the Spiritual Steel Army.

If this is the case, Luo Shenyan may really be in danger.
Chapter completed!