Crushing the Four Demons

A clear cry rang out over the Yao Clan Divine Mountain, now shrouded in dark clouds.

Even though it was only a single cry, it chilled the blood of the Four Demon Saints, who had just been wearing smug expressions moments ago.

"Dragon Phoenix?!"

As old monsters who had already lived for a thousand years, the well-informed Four Demon Saints naturally identified the other party almost at once. When they sensed that tide-like aura surging over and spreading out, even the four of them could not help but change expression.

The terrifying figure in the void crossed the overlap between the two realms and transformed into a tall beautiful figure in a purple dress. With one step, she crossed ten thousand miles and arrived beside Xiao Yan.

"You really kept me waiting—"

A faint smile still hung at the corner of Zi Yan's mouth. Then she asked, "I'm not too late, am I?"

"What's it like outside?"

"Not good. These guys are only the hounds sent ahead. The real enemy is still behind them."

The smile at the corner of Zi Yan's mouth gradually faded as she spoke.

"—No matter. Let's deal with this side first!"

Xiao Yan did not keep wasting time thinking. First, he would wipe out this trash in front of him in one sweep—

The instant his words fell, a scorching flame storm immediately swelled from Xiao Yan's palm. He then shoved it out fiercely, fanning it forward, and the wildly surging heat wave made even the Four Demon Saints in front of him frown.

"There's no time to lose. Kill these two first. We can't let the great matter be delayed any further!"

Hun Tu intended to scatter that scorching storm that had surged out in an instant with a palm strike. However, just as