C473 Tyrant sky lion tiger fist

The gigantic blood colored spider fell down, Qin Xuan held onto the long spear angrily as all the energy in his body converged onto the spear.

Time seemed to slow down as the spiderweb and the tip of the spear drew closer and closer. Within the pitch-black cave, several rays of light could faintly be seen; they were the light reflected off the tip of the spear