Although Xiong Yi led tens of thousands of disciples of the Craft Sect to come, thousands of demon clans from the Shang League came to help. However, facing tens of thousands of demon soldiers and demon generals, hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers and demon generals rushed into the formation, Zhai Xingzi and others still fell into a desperate situation. Faced with such a death situation, Zhai Xingzi and others had no regrets. One person's life was death. Even a monk, how many people could live forever? Death was either a death lightly into a feather, or a death heavy as a mountain. Whether it was a feather or a mountain, it was the judgment of others. After all, life and death were sometimes in their hearts. Zhai Xingzi and others' death may be foolish and loyal in the eyes of others, or ignorance, but these four people really had no regrets! The response of the great way also seemed extremely transparent before the death intention, and the calmness in their hearts was really the sail leading to the great way!

But there is no way for the sky, and the way of heaven will not let down the soulless person. Just as the demon king of Biqing was crazy about rushing the image of suppressing the little white dragon to the sky to show off. Zhaixingzi and Zhang Daoran saw that the human race had been surrounded by tens of thousands of demon races, and their efforts were about to turn into flowing water. When their death was decided, they saw that in another direction behind the human race, the murderous aura soaring into the sky was as physical as the impact, and the vital energy of heaven and earth condensed into a complete air wave in the sky and surging towards the earth like a tide. This atmosphere was like hundreds of thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators activate magic power at the same time, which was not what they had seen before!

They were shocked and even more pale. "Could it be..." The two of them almost thought at the same time, "Is this the ambush of the Demon King of Biqing? Could it be... He thought that all Taoist monks from the Tibetan Immortal Continent would come to save Xiao Hua?"

As they thought, they still released their divine thoughts. When they saw hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Creation Sect thousands of miles away, their eyes almost fell to the ground. The two of them looked at each other and shouted in dismay: "No... it's impossible? I... my Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Taoist Sect of the Tibetan Immortal Continent... all came to save... it's Xiao Hua?"

"Qiu...Qiuer..." Zhai Xingzi's tone trembled a little, and he said to Gusu Qiudi in surprise, "I...we are saved!!!"

"Oh?" Gusu Qiudi was seriously injured. She could no longer release her spiritual thoughts, nor could she use the technique of clearing her eyes. She also looked at the distance in surprise. Her little mouth was slightly opened and said strangely, "Can it be that the reinforcements we waited for?"

"Hu..." Zhai Xingzi took a deep breath and said, "Yes! In order to save Zhenren Xiao, all the Taoist monks in the Cangxian Continent have come!"

"How is that possible??" Gusu Qiudi shouted, "Although Zhenren Xiao is unparalleled in the world, but... but his charm seems to be not enough to save Taoist monks from the entire Tibetan Immortal Continent, right?"

"Yes, I underestimated Zhenren Xiao!" Zhai Xingzi smiled. "He can give kindness to me, and naturally he can give kindness to other monks. It seems... Gongshu Yi Xin is really blind!"

"What does this have to do with Gongshu Yixin!" Gusu Qiudi snuggled up all his life and leaned into Zhaixingzi's arms. "It seems... I still have time to wait..."

"Yes!" Zhai Xingzi held Gusu Qiudi with his hand and looked at his opponent. The Biqing Yu Demon Clan were also stunned. They all abandoned Zhai Xingzi and others and flew to other places to explore the situation.

"Xiao Hua! Xiao Hua!! Xiao Hua!!" Master Xunkong was almost killed by the demon general. He just flew to Zhang Daoran at this time, and he also released his divine thoughts. Seeing that all the scene was so grand, he patted his thighs hard, "Grandma, I really admire you! If I had known that your virtue could be a favor to the entire Tibetan Immortal Continent, I would have tried my best to save you??"

However, it was only a moment before Master Xunkong was surprised again. He asked in a low voice: "Brother Daoran, look at the situation, this Nascent Soul cultivator is probably worth about 300,000 yuan? I... can I have so many Nascent Souls in the Tibetan Immortal Continent?"

"Yes!" Zhang Daoran was also confused by the second monk. He patted his head and smiled bitterly, "I am also a great master who is out of body, why are he still so ignorant? Why have he never known that so many Nascent Soul monks appeared in the Tibetan Immortal Continent? And..."

As Zhang Daoran was just talking, his heart suddenly became trembling. The magic power in his body was activated, and the Piaoxue flew up from now on, not only protecting himself and Xunkong, but also protecting him as well. Then, he turned to look behind him and said coldly: "What? I just fought with the demon clan. Are you going to take advantage of the situation to rob? Is Xuanhuang Ling so shameless??"

But after Zhang Daoran and others, more than a dozen Confucian scholars from Xuanhuang Order had quietly surrounded him. The Confucian scholar had taken out the imperial weapon first. After hearing Zhang Daoran's scolding, the Confucian scholar smiled and said, "Hehe, we are killers, we only know how to go by orders..."

"Damn it!" Xunkong shouted, "I have never died in the hands of the demon clan, but at this time I die in the hands of the human clan. I really dissatisfied..."

"Kill..." The Confucian cultivator of Xuanhuang Order saw that hundreds of thousands of infant cultivators were approaching, so how could he dare to stay for a long time? The leading Confucian cultivator gave an order, and more than a dozen Confucian cultivators activated their true energy at the same time, but saw a heavy pillar of Haoran's Qi rushed out of the void, not only fell on the Confucian cultivator, but also surrounded Zhang Daoran and four others. Zhang Daoran and four others were not the opponents of Confucian cultivator of Xuanhuang Order, so now that they were seriously injured, there was no way to fight back? But under Haoran's aura, Zhang Daoran's snow was knocked away, and the murderous light was approaching the four people again!

"Damn..." At the critical moment, a familiar voice of four people came, and then, "Boom..." A heavy thunder suddenly emerged from the sky, and then, if the wrath of the gods, it would fall violently, covering nearly ten miles of the range!

This thunder is so fierce. Every thunder light is full of anger. Every thunder light can blind people's eyes. In the eyes of Zhang Daoran and others, the almost irresistible attack of Xuanhuang ordered the dozens of cultivators to instantly turn into nothingness when they touched these thunders, and the entire ten miles of space was twisted by the impact of thunder. In almost a blink of an eye, more than a dozen upper-level qi refining and divine scholars of the fifth-level Yuanli level were screaming and turned into blood stains! In this blood mist, the souls of more than ten great scholars had no chance to escape, and were all killed by thunder!

Gusu Qiudi was stupid! She is a mid-level Confucian scholar at the fifth grade Yuanli. How could she know that these scholars are close to the sixth grade Yuanli Confucian scholars, and these monks were killed in an instant. What kind of cultivation is this person who took action?

"Xiao Hua?" Zhai Xingzi looked at the boiling thunder in front of him, thinking of the familiar voice before, as if Xiao Hua's smile was revealed in every thunder. He couldn't help but scream, tears flowing out of his eyes.

"Impossible!" Gusu Qiudi and Zhaixingzi were in a close relationship, and she shouted first, "No matter how powerful Zhenren Xiao is, he can only reach the sixth grade of Yuanli in two hundred years! If this is Xiao Hua, then Gongshu Yixin should have dug out her eyes!"

Speaking of this, the person above Xunkong next to him shouted: "Of course it is impossible! Zhenren Xiao is still suppressing under the pillar of fire!"

Zhang Daoran and others turned around quickly. Sure enough, the little white dragon under the pillar of fire was still struggling.

"Kill me, kill me!" At this moment, there was another hysterical roar in the distance, "Is this Bi Qingyu actually insulting the master, and he still takes me, the black bear who guards the door? Today I won't flatten Bi Qingyu, I... I will show the back door for the master!!"

"Black...Black Bear Spirit?" Zhang Daoran had never been to Heifeng Ridge, so he naturally didn't know about the black bear. When he saw the black bear spirit, he was shocked, "Why...Why is it the demon clan?"

"No, no!" Gusu Qiudi was the most meticulous and smiled, "Didn't you listen to him? The master who insulted him, then wouldn't his master be Xiao Hua?"

"But..." Zhai Xingzi frowned even more, "This black bear spirit is probably the sixth grade Yuanli or even close to the seventh grade Yuanli? How could he keep a guard for Xiao Hua?"

"Kill, kill, kill!" At this time, next to the black bear spirit, the white lion and the golden eagle also showed their bodies, each of which was full of demonic energy and fierce flames, shouting loudly, "Bi Qingyu, vent your anger for the master!!"

"How could Xiao Hua have three Yuanli-6 demon tribes to guard the cave for him!" Master Xunkong was completely puzzled.

"Woo..." At this moment, a powerful divine thought blew from a distance like a hurricane, rolling it up on Xunkong and others, and stopped immediately. The divine thought did not withdraw and completely confine the surroundings.

"Grandma, who is this... this senior?" Zhang Daoran, who felt the strength of the divine consciousness and the magic of the divine consciousness, had been numbed by surprise and said with a wry smile, "Is this... protecting me?"

"Brother Daoran..." At this moment, a twisted light and shadow cast from afar like a kaleidoscope of light. When the light and shadow condensed into a human form in front of Zhang Daoran, the human form bowed his head and bowed.

"Jing...Jingting Zhenren?" Although Zhang Daoran is not particularly familiar with Jingting Zhenren, he always looks familiar. Now when he sees Jingting Zhenren standing in front of him with a smile, he is surprised and exclaims, "When have you... you... actually... you have reached the... fusion level?"

At this time, the side of the light and shadow that had not yet been completely restrained, the hundred-foot space began to ripple, and a heavy wave erupted from the space like a fountain. In a moment, another monk with extraordinary temperament was revealed from it.
Chapter completed!