C599 Terror Descends

The color of blood soared into the sky. The Qilin madly rushed inside, controlling the endless whirlpool to shoot up into the sky.

The blood-red horn on his head flickered with a dense, evil, foul air. It was as if it wanted to use the blood color to pierce through the sky.

In the air, the sword mark could clearly feel the Qilin's resistance and its falling speed was even faster