Han Feng was shocked. The power of the Fire Gan was not weak, but in front of Saint Zi Xiao, a single sound wave attack was unable to withstand it. Such a mess. The power of this loose immortal was really huge.
"Kill, kill, kill..." Huo Gan shouted with blood in his mouth before he could even stand up. "Kill me instead so that I won't be tortured to death!" An ordinary person wouldn't dare to speak at this point in time, but Huo Gan had a close relationship with the Purple Clouds Saint. He didn't have any fear whatsoever.
"You!" The Saint Zi Xiao raised his hand, and a stream of fairy spirit flowed in his palm. His eyes were filled with anger and helplessness.
With his eyes closed, Huo Gan stood up and faced the direction of the Purple Clouds Sage, waiting for the palm to fall. The Purp
