Qin Yi heard the sound and looked over, only to see a little girl about four or five years old crying. Perhaps her mother had been separated from her by the crowd, or was killed by the Blood Ghost Vine.
Qin Yi sighed and had to give up looking for Xia Yanbing and Lin Hongzhuang to save the little girl. Because a Blood Ghost Vine had already flashed quickly toward the little girl.
Qin Yi's figure flickered, he raised his hand to slash, and a fierce beam burst out.
With a swish, the Blood Ghost Vine was directly cut off, yet the remaining part of the vine did not slow down, shooting directly at Qin Yi.
Qin Yi raised his hand to form a seal.
Wind Blade!
The air surged, turning into sharp blades, directly grinding the Blood Ghost Vine into powder.
However, the Blood Ghost Vine was too long; he cut off a section, but it would still spread out from the Heavenly Pit.
Qin Yi picked up the little girl and rushed towards the crowd.
This Blood Ghost Vine was too troublesome.
