"Hoo..."
Bai Xiao slowly exhaled a breath of hot air.
But his mind was clear, his spiritual will slightly squirming.
"These Yin Puppets of the Blood God Sect, to me, are also a rare resource. However, frequently using the Sword of Fear consumes quite a bit..."
Bai Xiao's right hand relaxed.
The black and fierce Cross Sword instantly turned into a black-red stream and disappeared.
He walked forward slowly, glanced at Canaan.
"You've been hit..."
Upon hearing this, Canaan looked down and unexpectedly found a layer of reddish blood stain on the Qi covering the back of her hand, slightly squirming. It seemed that just in that instant, from inside and outside, it affected her to some extent.
Otherwise, as a master of Spirit Secret Martial, Canaan.
It would not be possible for her to be easily influenced by external illusions.
"This blood contains a twisted will, capable of disturbing one's mind..."
"I don't even know where it comes from."
