"Senior Brother Xiong, what's going on?" Lan Dianzi's vest was covered in cold sweat. He also flew to Xiong Yi and asked loudly, "Are these hundreds of thousands of disciples really my disciples of the Craft Sect?"

"How could I know!" Xiong Yi had an unspeakable premonition of ecstasy, but he still lowered his voice and said, "I just used it to inspire the morale of my disciples! For specifics... I have to ask Black Bear!"

"Let's go!" Lan Dianzi had a ghost in his heart, so he was naturally extremely nervous and urged Xiong Yi to say.

Xiong Yi and Lan Dianzi flew high, and were immediately seen by the golden eagle. The golden eagle flashed with its wings and flew to the two of them in one step, transformed into a human form, and bowed and said, "The golden eagle has seen two young masters!"

"Are you really a golden eagle?" Lan Dianzi felt incredible. After all, the fierce aura of the golden eagle was much stronger than the demon generals he had seen before.

"Yes, the little one is the Golden Eagle!" The Golden Eagle replied lightly. Although he called Lan Dianzi the young leader, he himself was Xiao Hua's gatekeeper monster. From his perspective, he was even closer.

"Are these tens of thousands of yuan infant monks all my disciples of the Creation Sect?" Xiong Yi asked again.

"Yes!" Jin Diao nodded, "These 200,000 disciples are the disciples of the Creation Sect created by the master!"

"How is that possible?" Lan Dianzi exclaimed again, "Has he been suppressed by the Biqing Yu Demon King over the years? How could he cultivate so many Nascent Soul monks??"

At this time, the 200,000 iron-blooded army had already rushed over Xiong Yi and Lan Dianzi, and the two thunder boats roared and pounced on the depths of Biqingyu. The demon clan of Biqingyu did not resist much in this torrent, and they were all attacked and killed! Even dozens of demon generals of the sixth grade Yuanli, disciples of the Creation Sect who also had a divine realm among the disciples of the Creation Sect who were flying out to kill them! Seeing that every disciple of the Creation Sect under him had a deeper cultivation than him, how could Lan Dianzi believe it?

"It's not the master who was suppressed by Biqing Yu Demon King!" Jin Diao replied, "As for how the master created these disciples, there are naturally the master and the young master to explain!"

"Xiong Yi, Lan Dianzi..." At this time, the black bear spirit flew over and screamed intimately. After saying a few thoughts, he hurriedly stopped Kuanglang and bowed, "Black bear has seen two... Young Masters!"

Seeing that the black bear respects him so much, Xiong Yi smiled and said, "Now you are at the sixth level of Yuanli, Xiong is only at the fourth level of Yuanli. You think you are Xiong's senior!"

"I dare not, I dare not!" The black bear was a little proud, but respectfully. "The black bear is just the master's guardian demon clan, and cannot be compared with the young master!"

"Where is Master?" Lan Dianzi asked again.

"I don't know either!" Black bear said with a smile, "Master has come one step earlier, I don't know where he went!"

"Silk..." Lan Dianzi was shocked and immediately broke out in cold sweat on her vest.

"Black bear, tell Xiong honestly that you are the sixth grade of Yuanli, where is the master?" Xiong Yi had a clear conscience, and only ecstasy in his heart, he understood it with a tight understanding. Since ordinary disciples of the Creation Sect, Xiao Hua can cultivate himself into a Nascent Soul, or even distract himself. As Xiao Hua's disciple, he will definitely have a bright future in the future!

"Is there anything else?" Bai Shi also flew over at this time and laughed, "From today on, my disciples of the Craft Sect can walk sideways in the three continents!"

"It's so incredible, so incredible..." Xiong Yi really didn't know how to express his extremely wild mood.

"President Xiong..." At this time, Ying Bo also flew from other places and shouted, "What's going on?"

"Haha, my master is here!" Xiong Yi laughed, "These 200,000 yuan disciples are all my disciples of the Creation Sect!"

"Impossible?" Ying Bo was still alive. He looked at everyone in confusion, and then looked at the little white dragon inside the pillar of fire, saying, "If Master Xiao comes, who is suppressed under the pillar of fire?"

The black bear monster shrugged and had almost no shoulders, shook his head and said, "This master didn't say anything, I don't know if I wait!"

"Boom..." At this moment, a demonic energy surged into the sky in the distance, and a light and shadow flashed by. Bi Qingyu, a large demon of seventh grade Yuanli, was killed. The movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Then... is that Yuanya?" Lan Dianzi's eyes fell, "When will he be so fierce?"

"Haha, the fierce one is still behind!" The black bear spirit laughed, "The black bear can swallow the sun soon. Ya is the master's inner disciple, how could it be worse than the black bear?"

As he said that, the black bear spirit whispered again: "Xiong Yi, I praised Haikou in front of my master and wanted to wash away Biqingyu! You also know that it is okay for me to fight alone, but if I dispatch troops, I will not even be worthy of carrying my shoes for you. You must help me! Oh, these disciples don't know you, just issue an order, I will send you an order!"

"Haha..." Xiong Yi laughed and said, "With these 200,000 disciples, what else do you need to dispatch troops? Isn't it just that you just flatten Bi Qingyu?"

"Hehe, hehe..." The black bear spirit only smiled and did not dare to respond. As Xiong Yi said this, of course he did not dare to be careless. He released his divine thoughts and began to pass on the military order. Seeing the orders of 200,000 disciples advancing in an orderly manner under the military order, Xiong Yi was even more surprised. This was clearly a army that had been through the battlefield for a long time! There was such an army in the Craft Sect, who could be his opponent on the entire three continents?

Xiong Yi naturally had never seen such a scene! Xiao Hua was also angry. Seeing that the little white dragon was suppressed by the fire pillar and seeing that the disciples of the Chuangyu Sect fought bloody battles on the battlefield, he released 200,000 iron army of the Chuangyu Sect. Thinking about when he was in the Ruins, when facing the invasion of the demon clan, the Chuangyu Sect only sent 200,000 disciples. The 200,000 disciples in the southwest of the Ruins rescued the eight sects, and beat the demon clan into a storm and was famous.

Where can the small Biqingyu be compared with the demon clan? Although these 200,000 disciples are not exactly the 200,000 disciples, their main force still exists! Facing the demon soldiers and demon generals of Biqingyu, these 200,000 disciples of the Creation Sect washed over the earth like a flood. All the tens of thousands of demon clans who resisted were just a small drift in the flood, and they were all killed! And the hundreds of thousands of demon clans who were rushing to come and face the battle!

"This..." Seeing such a devastating attack, Xiong Yi was shocked and was shocked. He flew beside the Black Bear Demon, opening his mouth to speak. Not only because these disciples of the Creation Sect have strong attack power, but also tacit understanding, but also because there are cultivators who are better at commanding than him among the disciples of the Creation Sect! Xiong Yi has discovered that after his military order was issued, the disciples of the Creation Sect completed it very quickly, while they were completing it very quickly. Moreover, this situation did not happen in one place, but in various places of 200,000 disciples. In other words, many disciples were commanding the battle locally.

At this point, Xiong Yi was embarrassed to command something, and just looked at the black bear and said, "Black bear, Master asked you to command this battle... I am confident, why should you hold Xiong?"

"Ah? Is that right?" The black bear spirit naturally couldn't see the reason. He scratched his head and said, "How can I know this? I'm just afraid of missing the master's big deal! What do you think should I do?"

"It's easy!" Xiong Yi looked at Lan Dianzi not far away, then looked at the golden eagle and the white lion and smiled, "Just five words!

"Speak quickly, talk quickly..." the black bear spirit urged.

"Bloody wash away the green and green!" Xiong Yi replied word by word.

"Hmph, it's not bad, it's bloody swamp!" The black bear spirit snorted coldly, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Master is kind. If it weren't forcing me to be impatient, I would never give orders like this!" Xiong Yi smiled, the smile at the corner of his mouth was quite cold, and he replied, "However, most of my disciples of the Craft Sect have lost in this battle. Do you think the disciples of the Craft Sect you brought will show mercy?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!" The black bear spirit understood and shouted loudly, "Blood washed Pingbi Qingyu!!!"

Of course, there is no need for the Black Bear Spirit to say "kill". The disciples of the Creation Sect of Shenhua Continent flew over and saw corpses on the earth, including human races, and their eyes had long been red. The lightning above the thunder boat was like a sword, and the magic weapon below the thunder boat was like a sword. The sword fell on the Biqingyu Demon Clan, and the lives of the demon clan were often harvested. The life and blood of the demon clan were washing them away from the insults of Xiao Zhenren.

While Zhaixingzi, Xiong Yi, Ao Sheng and Ao Zhantian were ecstatic when they escaped from death, the three demon kings and a group of great demons near the Tianshui Prison of Yudi in Biqing were sitting in a wax! These demons who drank, ate meat in big mouthfuls, and took the slaughter as a side dish to drink and saw 200,000 disciples of the Craft Sect appear. They laughed happily at first, thinking that it was a free wine and food. They saw that the disciples of the Craft Sect killed the demon clan and defeated Biqingyu's demon formation with great force. The two huge thunderbolts approached the Tianshui Prison in a fierce manner, and they were stunned.

"Isn't my eyes blurry?" Peng Jun looked at the light curtain incredibly and released the Yuan Nian again. His Yuan Nian, which was like a mountain rock, swept across the battlefield. The murderous aura of hundreds of thousands of disciples was about to defeat the Yuan Nian. Peng Jun couldn't help but speak.

Ni Quan was also stunned: "This... could it be that all the Taoist monks from the Zangxian Continent... have come to Xiao Hua?"

"How is that possible?" Bi Qing's five-color halo flashed around her and replied coldly, "It is impossible for the entire Tibetan Immortal Continent to have so many high-level monks, right?"

"Then where did these human races come from? It seems... I didn't get any information at all, right?" Peng Jun frowned a little.
Chapter completed!