The eleven bloody heads were striking in the air, and one rushed out with a sensational moan and rushed straight to Ai Siyu.
"Damn..." Ai Siyu's body quickly retreated, and he looked up at the bloody head as the bloody head was approaching. The head about the size of a foot expanded rapidly in his pupils, and a cold feeling appeared in his heart. The faint spiritual consciousness explored the Chaos Sea. The few strands of energy that were as thin as a gossip had already existed and disappeared. Where could there be any for him to mobilize?