Wang Shu's worry was practically tangible.
Ling Xiaoxiao immediately caught the unusual look on Wang Shu's face.
Ling Xiaoxiao was already bristling with murderous intent. Now she couldn't help asking, her voice full of killing intent, "Wang Shu, did you discover something?"
Faced with Ling Xiaoxiao's question, Wang Shu didn't hesitate for long.
Women were hard to deal with, and Ling Xiaoxiao was a tigress among them.
He immediately replied, "Little Miss, do you remember the possibilities I mentioned to you earlier?"
"At the time, I said that if Brother Bi Fan was lucky and didn't run into those few people from the Devil Race, he probably wouldn't have any trouble."
"But I just sensed something. I'm familiar with the aura that lingered in the depths of the Blood Sea earlier. If I'm not mistaken, it belongs exclusively to Qu Heng."
As soon as Wang Shu finished speaking,
a mighty killing intent swept across the heavens and earth.
The Blood River began to quake uncontrollably.
"Little Miss, calm down!"
Wang Shu shouted again.
But this time, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't heed his warning. Instead, she shouted furiously, "I can't!"
"I'm going to kill him right now."
The instant she finished speaking,
Ling Xiaoxiao's speed began to soar.
Meanwhile,
at another corner of the Blood Sea, Bi Fan had already destroyed dozens of formations. Fatigue showed between his brows.
Although Elder Sword Senior Xuan Chen had helped him search for the formations, saving him considerable time,
when it came to personally destroying them, Bi Fan still couldn't help feeling despair.
There were far too many auxiliary formations in the Blood Sea.
Elder Sword Senior and Xuan Chen alone had found more than three hundred.
And every formation Bi Fan destroyed cost him an enormous amount of strength.
Keep that up long enough,