As soon as the words fell, Hun Miesheng said no more. Stepping through the void, he slowly walked toward Xiao Yan, who was holding Xiao Yan.
"Hand over the Demon Fire Origin. You can't keep it."
As he spoke, the Soul Hall Master suddenly struck backward with his palm. A long arrow wreathed in dense black smoke shot forth with a series of eerie wails, instantly piercing Gu Nanhai's palm-seal Fighting Skill before exploding with a bang and annihilating the attack.
After doing this, he turned back toward Xiao Yan and slowly advanced.
At the same time, he felt greatly relieved. Fortunately, he had dealt with that deranged Half-step Five-star Dou Sheng of the Xiao Clan earlier.
Otherwise, the ownership of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame would truly have been difficult to determine today.
However, whenever he thought of killing that Xiao Clan Dou Sheng earlier, Hun Miesheng always felt as though he had forgotten something.
But upon seeing the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame in Xiao Yan's hand, he immediately shook his head and refocused his attention on it.
When Xiao Yan saw the situation before him, he nearly went mad.
He had thought his preparations for this time were flawless, yet he had never expected the Soul Hall Master to have concealed his strength!
Damn it, these old foxes really are craftier than the last.
Watching the Soul Hall Master steadily approach, Xiao Yan was seething with anger.
Originally, all he had needed to do was take the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame Origin in his hand and flee the Demon Fire Space at full speed. Then, after hiding in some remote corner and absorbing it, he would no longer have anything to fear from the Soul Hall Master.
Yet who could have expected the other party to be even