Boom!
An aged figure lay amid the collapsed buildings, his faint breathing constantly revealing his current condition.
Tap, tap, tap!
A flash of light came from Xiao Yi Xian's Storage Ring, and a small jade-white bottle appeared in her palm. She continuously refined the pale purple liquid within, replenishing her depleted strength.
Her earlier barrage of punches had already wasted quite a bit of Dou Qi. Although that final punch had reached the Dou Ling level, its consumption had been enormous as well.
Sword Qi, Poisonous Gas, life energy, and Heavenly Flames had fused within her body to form a special purple Dou Qi. This was far more than a simple one-plus-three.
Whoosh!
The Sword Box on Xiao Yi Xian's back trembled, and a silver-white sword appeared in her hand.
If she had used You Su to perform that move just now, she believed its power would have rivaled that of a high-level Dou Ling.
Tap, tap, tap!
Xiao Yi Xian's icy gaze locked onto the barely living figure within the ruins. Dense killing intent poured from her body, sending chills down the backs of everyone in the hall.
Their greatest support, the Dou Ling expert known as the Butcher, had been beaten into the ground just like that. How could they not be afraid?
Not to mention the Dou Wang-level magical beast in the sky that was staring down at the Mo Family, there was also a figure standing above and watching from afar.
"Brother Liu, it seems the master's anger is quite great." Chi Han looked at Xiao Yi Xian below, whose killing intent soared to the heavens. Cold sweat continuously trickled down his icy forehead.
Liu Yan could only smile wryly as he continuously searched for the whereabouts of those two ancestors with his soul power.
Hahaha!