The second thousand five hundred and twenty-six chapters
"Who?" The scholars were stunned. Everyone was swept by the divine thoughts, and they felt shocked in their hearts, and they almost looked up in unison.
But I saw a lightning light that was much faster than the Nascent Soul Transformation Rainbow. Just now, a small figure appeared in the distant sky. In an instant, it rushed into everyone's vision. A cold voice ruthlessly gave birth to their ears: "I am the shit Xiao Hua in your mouth!"
"Xiao...Xiao Hua!!" Xie Han was shocked and exclaimed, "Why are you... not dead yet?"
"Because you are not dead yet!!!" Xiao Hua's voice suddenly became loud, like a thunderous thunder, which made everyone's ears roar.
It was at this moment that Xie Han suddenly felt that there was no trace of air around him, and even breathing was difficult. He did not dare to neglect and hurriedly activated his true energy to resist. However, it seemed that the true energy was stagnant and extremely difficult to activate. Even the promised Haoran energy could not be born from the void! The strangest thing was that a sharp wind suddenly appeared from the air, and it was like an invisible meteorite falling from the sky.
"Ah!!!" At this moment, Xie Han didn't know that this was Xiao Hua's method? He shouted and hurriedly danced the Panlong Spear to resist...
"Boom..." The wave of air suddenly rolled, not only Xie Han, but even the range of several miles above the heads of the Youlong Sect showed abnormalities, and the powerful hammer of divine thoughts was suppressed! It was several times more fierce than the falling stars outside the sky!!
"Ah..." Xie Han screamed, and the dragon spear in his hand was smashed to pieces. Although the inscription was surging on the Panlong robe. A vivid Panlong flew out from the dragon robe, but Xie Han was just the mid-level Yuanli level, which was inferior to Chu Feng Zhenren. How could he resist Xiao Hua's angry attack? But when Panlong wailed, it turned into an inscription and was beaten to annihilate. As Xie Han's flesh and blood flew around him, the phantom of the soul had just emerged, and the crisp sound of "bang..." was even more like a bubble.
Xie Han, a Confucian scholar with the status of a master, never saw Xiao Hua's face. He had many other methods but had not had time to use them!
Thank you for this, how good can the disciples of the Youlong Sect be? Hundreds of disciples turned into meat sauce, and the flesh and blood were flying all over the sky, which was extremely bloody.
"Ah..." Xiao Hua's move was too sharp and his methods were even more unpredictable. All the Confucian scholars were completely shocked! No matter what realm they were, they seemed to have completely forgotten their purpose. They stood in the air, watching the falling blood mist...
"Escape..." The air was silent with only mountain wind left. Suddenly, someone shouted. The whole dead and quiet scene suddenly came to life. The monster beasts neighed, countless great auras roared, and inscriptions surged wildly. Thousands of Confucian cultivators fled in three directions like headless flies!
"Everyone can leave..." Xiao Hua's majestic voice came out in the air again, "You can't leave, you dare to attack my disciples in front of me. You don't want to live!"
When all the Confucian scholars heard this, they were all scattered and tried their best to activate their true energy. At the same time, they thought to themselves whether they had hurt the disciples of Heifengling just now!
"Woo..." But seeing the strong wind blowing again, a hand of several acres of Nascent Soul suddenly flew out from a distance and grabbed the disciples of Changfeng Pavilion.
"Damn it!" Jiang Changhong's heart suddenly jumped. He didn't know that he was seeing Xiao Hua in attacking Li Xiang? He cursed in secret, slapped his hand, and a two-colored true energy surged out. A big and small body quickly emerged above his head. Moreover, Jiang Changhong threw his hand, and layers of inscriptions appeared on the spear. The entire spear began to grow bigger. When it fell into Zi's hands, the spear was already dozens of feet long!
Unfortunately, Jiang Changhong's son had just condensed, and Xiao Hua's Nascent Soul hand had fallen. The obscure sound of "Crack...", Jiang Changhong's space was imprisoned by Xiao Hua's big hand. Not only was Jiang Changhong's son shaking by the vast force, but layers of inscriptions shaking violently inside the son's body, even dozens of disciples who were slightly closer to Jiang Changhong were standing in the air and could no longer fly.
"Destroy..." At this time, Xiao Hua had already flew within several miles, and let out a cold roar, "Boom..." Jiang Changhong's son collapsed with a bang, and countless inscriptions flowed and destroyed in the air. The spear was also bent in the inscription as Xiao Hua clenched his hands and was grabbed...
"Puff puff puff..." There were endless sounds of dull flesh and blood bursting, and clusters of blood red seemed to bloom in winter, blooming miserably!
"Ah..." Some people were paying attention to the situation behind them when they fled. Seeing this, they were ashamed and their hearts were trembling, praying secretly, not to let Xiao Hua start another killing.
"Buzz..." Just as everyone was shocked, layers of fine thunders suddenly emerged in the range of nearly ten miles from Heifeng Ridge. Accompanied by Pili were layers of green silk that were invisible to the naked eye. The green silk fell on the body of the Religious Xiu. The Religious Xiu held his head and roared, and his body fell rapidly. Then, Pili was born again, "Can Pa..." and hit everyone. As the smoke and dust rose, there were waves of screams...
It was not until thousands of monks fell to the ground that Xiao Hua's figure slowly appeared above the Black Wind Ridge like a god!
"Master, Master, Master, Master is back!" The movement outside the Heifeng Ridge could be seen clearly in the Dutian Star Formation. Seeing such a magical method, the Black Bear Spirit didn't know that Xiao Hua was back? He was so arrogant. He held a small flag in his hand and pulled the Dutian Star Formation and rushed out, shouting happily, regardless of the resentful gazes of the white lion and the golden eagle behind him.
"Well..." Xiao Hua smiled at the behaved black bear spirit, "Thank you for your hard work during this period."
"No, no, no, I'm happy to see the master come back safely!" said the black bear spirit, and a few tears were squeezed out from his little eyes.
Xiao Hua scolded angrily: "If you are happy, please be happy, don't pretend to be too much!"
"Master is wronged!" The black bear spirit shouted hurriedly, "Everyone says that relatives are crying when they meet. The young one doesn't squeeze out some tears, and it seems to be inseparable from the master."
"Forget it!" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "Your thoughts will be done as soon as I know them, there is no need to be like this."
"Yes, lord!" The black bear spirit said this, and in the Dutian Star Array under her, Li Xiang activated the formation flag and opened the formation. The golden eagle, the white lion and other demons flew out. Liu Yi and Wang Jingfei also followed Li Xiang and others with smiles.
"I've seen the master!" The golden eagle and the white lion were not as thick-skinned as the black bear spirit. They didn't dare to walk too close. They stood behind the black bear spirit and bowed in the air.
Xiao Hua smiled and waved his hand and said, "You can get up all your time. I see the hard work you have waited for. I am now sure what I promised you before. When the time is right, you can wait for formal cultivation. Now I will send these Confucian scholars. I have troubled me with Heifeng Ridge for no reason and let them know how powerful I Heifeng Ridge is!"
"Yes, I know!" The golden eagle and the white lion were stunned at first, then were ecstatic and kowtowed, "Thank you, I, I, I, I, I, I, for your kindness!"
Immediately, the black bear spirit waved his hand and said, "Young people, let's go and kill these Confucian scholars. I've been holding it to a big deal in the past few years..."
"Kill..." All the fairies who were swarming out shouted loudly, as if the scars on their bodies were no longer hurt.
"Zhengren Xiao..." It was not until this time that Li Xiang came to meet. Liu Yi and Wang Jingfei stood beside him obediently, with joy in his eyes and whispering, "Disciple has met the master."
Xiao Hua looked at Liu Yi and Wang Jingfei and felt secretly happy. If it were the two young people in the past, they would have been visiting him before Li Xiang. But today, they were ranked behind Li Xiang. It must be because Li Xiang made a contribution that he became respectful. Such intentional actions naturally showed the virtues of the two young people.
"Well..." Xiao Hua nodded slightly, looked at the few disciples around him again, frowned and looked at Li Xiang, and said strangely, "Xiao remember that besides Xiong Yi, there are many other Jindan disciples who worshipped me in the Creation Sect. Why didn't they come? Could it be that something went wrong in the middle? Also, even if they didn't come, there were still some late-stage fellow Taoists in the Nascent Soul stage who came over. They didn't come for no reason? Let you live here alone?"
"Haha..." Li Xiang smiled mysteriously, "Zhengren Xiao was wrong! Not only Xiong Yi brought dozens of golden elixir monks to my fortune gate, but even Shui Mingzi, Ao Zhantian and Lan Dianzi and other fellow Taoists also came..."
"Then..." Xiao Hua's divine thoughts swept into the Tianxing Array, and his eyebrows relaxed, but then he became even more surprised, "Fellow Daoist Li, what medicine are you selling in this gourd?"
However, when he saw Li Xiang's slightly frowning brows, he didn't realize it: "Oh... I understand!"
"What Zhenren Xiao thinks is a layer of things, and there is another layer of things that Zhenren Xiao never thought of!" Li Xiang said, looking at the sun that was about to set, and then calculated and smiled, "Well, it seems that the time is almost over. Zhenren should go back to the cave first, everything will be decided tomorrow."
"Okay..." Xiao Hua nodded, looked at the urinating Confucian scholar who was chased by many demons, and his body activated and fell into the Dutian Star Formation.
On the Black Wind Ridge, it was as Li Xiang said. Xiong Yi, Chang Yu and Wu Tian and other disciples of the Craft Sect stood in the front. Seeing Xiao Hua back, they hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and praised him, "Disciple has seen Master!"
"All up!" Xiao Hua brushed his sleeves and looked at Xiong Yi and smiled, "You think this idea was come up with for Li, right?"
"Master is indeed a brilliant idea!" Xiong Yi smiled and said, "The disciple was entrusted by his master and brought a few junior brothers to Heifeng Ridge. Seeing the situation in Jiangguo, he knew that the master was right, so he made such arrangements..." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!