Jiang Xiaobai and the old man constantly looked around, searching for traces of the blood bat race. However, this forest was too vast. Except for the occasional boulders, they could not see any figure of the blood bat race. The two frowned and complained in their hearts.
At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from the distance. And then a bat with blood-red flames suddenly appeared in front of them.
This bat was about three feet long, with nine huge blood-red tentacles. Its body exuded a strong smell of blood.
It was a blood bat king who had just left the mountain peak and was about to return to its lair for recuperation.
"Roar!"
Looking at the two humans in front of it, the blood bat king suddenly opened its eyes wide and let out strange shrieks. The nine tentacles waved crazily, making harsh sounds.