"Divine Hall's Ancestor?"
Yang Xiao was taken aback, staring at the distant old man with white hair and black clothes.
This old man had just said that even Thanos Saint had to listen to him. Naturally, his status on the Dwarf Star Continent was extremely prestigious.
Now, this old man wanted Yang Xiao to kill the second and third Mystic Ice Winged Dragons,
what should he do?
Yang Xiao glanced at the Mystic Ice Winged Dragon No. 2 and No. 3 beside him. Both were severely injured, their bodies covered in blurred blood.
In the distance, the first Mystic Ice Winged Dragon was still battling fiercely with Thanos Saint, certainly unable to help for the time being.
Without time to think further, Yang Xiao gritted his teeth, grabbed Mystic Ice Winged Dragon No. 2 and No. 3 with each hand, and in a flash, turned into a stream of light, dashing away into the distance.
The old man in black was momentarily stunned, then furiously exclaimed,
