Rumble!
After Xiao Yan and the White-Clothed Man exchanged a simple blow, terrifying gusts of energy continued to swirl through the hall.
Both retreated to opposite sides and confronted each other with cold smiles.
The fire-attribute power coursing through Xiao Yan was immensely formidable. Coupled with his grasp of the timing of his attacks, even the White-Clothed Man had to admit his inferiority.
Conversely, however powerful an attack Xiao Yan unleashed, an extremely peculiar force neutralized it just before it struck the White-Clothed Man.
The Buried Demon River Lord seems to have some treasure on him...
At that moment, Duhun Zi was also straining to recall his earlier exchange with him.
"Try this!"
A moment later, fierce flames blazed all over Xiao Yan as he lunged straight at the White-Clothed Man. The terrifying heat made the air in the hall crackle and burst.
"Demon Ray!"
Faced with Xiao Yan's terrifying attack, the White-Clothed Man snorted coldly. Strange black mist surged from his body once again, endlessly spreading over him. No matter how fierce Xiao Yan's attacks were, they remained futile.
"Golden Crow Fire!"
Beside them, Xun'er moved her delicate hands. Without using holy flame power, she condensed an ordinary flame into a fiery-red Golden Crow and sent it hurtling toward the White-Clothed Man.
Crack.
The Golden Crow engulfed him once again, yet the atmosphere in the hall became extraordinarily quiet.
"Myriad Snakes Dancing!"
More and more black mist surged forth, transforming into demon snakes in the blink of an eye. They writhed ceaselessly, baring their grisly, bloodstained fangs. With each movement, countless demonic sounds echoed through everyone's minds, shaking them to their cores.
"Soul Power!"
Xiao Yan hastily deployed a shield of soul power, only then escaping harm.
But countless demon snakes, their bodies covered in magic runes, now surged