As soon as song qingxiao left, a tall and thin gray-brown figure appeared where she was standing.
After the strange old man who had been chasing her from the trial space appeared, he immediately released his aura to explore, then bent his thin legs and bent his upper body. After taking a deep breath, his expression became a bit gloomy,
"He's actually running so fast?"
There was no longer the sweet smell of blood that made him feel strong. Song qingxiao's smell and spiritual power had completely disappeared.
There were no residual fluctuations of ice attribute spirit energy on the ground. She had left the trial space just a small step earlier than him, but in the blink of an eye, she had already escaped without a trace. It was unknown if she had used a special concealment technique.
As the old man thought of this, he suddenly let out a strange snort. Then, as if he had sensed something, his body shook and disappeared from the spot with a buzzing sound.
