Chapter 411 Disaster

The Blood Spirit Rope was still spreading, swallowing heaven and earth.

Wu Hen felt that he had no choice but to draw his sword, for if he was a bit slower, he might be suppressed by some mysterious Divine Skill of the opponent and might not even have the chance to strike. All his cultivation might be sucked away by the opponent.

But quickly, Wu Hen found that the speed of the Blood Spirit Rope's consumption had slowed down. It had gradually been left behind and was even moving in a different direction.

"Huh, it's not chasing me?" Wu Hen was somewhat surprised, "Could it be going after that Qilin?"

That would be good, another catastrophe evaded.

This Leng Shu really wasn't an ordinary character, not only skilled in deception but also hiding such deep strength.

Tianxuan Saint Decision...