"Want to know? Go ask King Yan!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
The dragon tail swept up, bringing a huge tornado that charged towards him.
"Ah! Who exactly are you? Why are you attacking me, the Clan Leader?" John Willing bellowed unwillingly.
Boom!
A massive golden Dragon Claw flashed, instantly creating a huge pit on the ground.
The body of John Willing, under the bombardment of the golden Dragon Claw, was blasted into pieces, dead beyond death.
"Zhang Xiaohao, those blood-red streams of air just now, what exactly were they?" Murong Yu Yan asked curiously.
Crack crack crack...
Suddenly, series of violent noises erupted.
Zhang Xiaohao frowned, looking up.
The entire underground base emitted crackling noises like it was going to collapse.
"Not good! The underground base is collapsing, we need to leave quickly!" Zhang Xiaohao cried out.
