Vast black mist filled the air. The moment two gaunt, ghostlike figures emerged, an evil aura instantly shrouded this world!
One of them had a faint blood-red glint in his eyes, making him especially terrifying.
His snake-like, gloomy gaze swept over the crowd before finally settling on Xiao Huohuo.
He let out a sinister, rasping laugh.
"That's right, that's right! It's him! A Xiao Clan blood kin!"
"Those two little brats weren't wrong!0"
The instant this old man saw Xiao Huohuo, he suddenly lost his composure and shrieked!
Gu Qingyang and the others all turned to look at Xiao Huohuo, who was seated cross-legged as he refined the Half-Saint Crystal Core.
The aura around him surged, and an indistinct power of blood and qi shot straight into the clouds!
At the same time, a Flame Clan Crest slowly appeared between his brows.
It was the Xiao Clan Crest!
"Kill!"
The gaunt old man did not hesitate. He immediately thrust out his palm. Though that withered, deadwood-like hand appeared frail, it erupted with the majestic might of a Dou Saint!
Gu Qingyang and the others' expressions changed drastically. Under the pressure of a Dou Saint, merely circulating the Dou Qi within their bodies was already exceedingly difficult.
How could they possibly resist a Dou Saint's attack?
Before the gaunt old man's assault, they struggled with all their strength, yet were defeated in a single move!
Violent Dou Qi raged through the Heaven Tomb. The gaunt old man gave a sinister laugh and withdrew his hand.
"Little Xiao Clan brat, die!"
Then, overwhelming Dou Qi surged forth once more!
Yet Xiao Huohuo and Gu Xun'er still had their eyes tightly shut as they refined the Half-Saint Crystal Core, completely unaware of the danger outside.
"This is bad!"
Many Ancient Clan disciples looked