Chapter 3800

"Who is it?"

The group of Confucian cultivators were stunned. Everyone was swept by the divine sense and felt a sense of fear. They all looked up at the same time.

They saw a flash of lightning that was much faster than Yuanying Rainbow Transformation. A small figure appeared in the distant horizon, but in the blink of an eye, it had already rushed into everyone's field of vision. A cold voice ruthlessly sounded in their ears, "I am that dog fart Xiao Hua you speak of!"

"Xiao … Xiao Hua!!" Xie Han turned pale with fright and shouted, "You … Why aren't you dead yet?"

"Because you aren't dead yet!!!" Xiao Hua's voice suddenly became extremely loud. It was like a thunderclap, shaking everyone's ears.

It was also at this time that Xie Han suddenly felt that there wasn't a trace of air around him. Even breathing was difficult. He didn't dare to be negligent and hurriedly urged his qi to resist. However, not to mention that his qi seemed to have stagnated, it was extremely difficult to move. Even that Righteous Qi didn't appear from the void!

The strangest thing was that a sharp gust of wind suddenly appeared in mid-air, as if an invisible meteorite was falling from the sky.

"Ah!!!" At this time, how could Xie Han not know that this was Xiao Hua's method?

As he shouted, he hurriedly waved his coiled dragon spear to resist …

"Hong …" Qi waves suddenly rolled. Not only Xie Han, even the area several li above the Wandering Dragon Sect's people showed abnormal signs. The powerful divine sense hammer was pressing down!

It was several times more vicious than Falling Star!!

"Ah …" Xie Han let out a blood-curdling scream. The Coiling Dragon Spear in his hand was smashed into pieces. Although the Coiling Dragon Robe was surging with inscriptions and a vivid and lifelike coiling dragon flew out from the Coiling Dragon Robe, Xie Han's strength was only at the intermediate fourth grade of Origin Energy. He was even inferior to Daoist Master Chu Feng, so how could he withstand Xiao Hua's furious attack?

The coiled dragon howled and turned into inscriptions that were destroyed. As Xie Han's flesh and blood flew out, the shadow of the primordial spirit just appeared. "Pa …" A crisp sound rang out and it burst like a bubble.

Xie Han, a Confucian cultivator with the status of a Master, didn't even see Xiao Hua's face. He didn't even have time to use many of his methods before he died!

Since Xie Han was like this, how good could Wandering Dragon Sect's disciples be?

Hundreds of disciples were turned into minced meat. Flesh and blood flew all over the sky. It was an extremely bloody scene.

"Ah …" Xiao Hua's attack was too swift and fierce, and his methods were even more unfathomable. All the Confucian cultivators were completely stunned!

No matter what realm he was in!

They seemed to have completely forgotten their purpose as they stood in the air, watching the falling blood mist …

"Run …" In the silent sky where only the mountain wind could be heard, someone suddenly shouted. The entire deathly silent scene suddenly came to life. Demonic beasts and flying horses neighed, countless Noble Qi roared, and inscriptions crazily surged. Thousands of Confucian cultivators fled in all directions like headless flies!

"Anyone can leave …" Xiao Hua's majestic voice once again resounded in the air, "Only you can't leave. You actually dared to attack this old man's disciple in front of this old man, you must be tired of living!"

When the Confucian cultivators heard this, they were all scared out of their wits. One by one, they desperately urged their True Qi. At the same time, they secretly wondered if they had hurt the Black Wind Ridge's disciples just now!

"Woo …" The wind rose again, and a Nascent Soul Stage hand of several acres in size suddenly flew out from the distance, grabbing at the Changfeng Pavilion's disciples.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Zhanghong's heart suddenly jumped. How could he not know that his attack on Li Xiang was seen by Xiao Hua?

He secretly cursed and clapped his hands. Two colored True Qi gushed out, and a medium sized Sub-Body quickly appeared on top of his head. Moreover, Jiang Zhanghong threw his hand, and layers of inscriptions appeared on the long spear. The whole spear began to expand, and when it fell into the Sub-Body's hand, the long spear was already dozens of feet long!

Unfortunately, just as Jiang Zhanghong's Sub-Body condensed, Xiao Hua's Nascent Soul Stage hand had already fallen. "Kaboom, kaboom …" An obscure sound was heard. The space where Jiang Zhanghong was located had already been imprisoned by Xiao Hua's big hand. Not only was Jiang Zhanghong's Sub-Body on the verge of collapse under the pressure of a vast force, the layers of inscriptions inside the Sub-Body shook violently. Dozens of disciples who were slightly closer to Jiang Zhanghong were also standing in the air, unable to fly even half an inch.

"Destroy …" At this time, Xiao Hua had already flown a few miles away, and he coldly growled. "Boom …" Jiang Zhanghong's Sub-Body collapsed with a loud bang. Countless inscriptions scattered and disappeared in the air. The long spear was also bent by Xiao Hua's big hand within the inscriptions …

"Puff, puff, puff …" A burst of oppressive sounds of flesh and blood exploding incessantly rang out. Masses of blood were like flowers blooming in winter, tragically blooming!

"Ah …" As the rest of the fleeing Confucian cultivators fled for their lives, some of them still paid attention to the situation behind them. Seeing this, all of their faces turned ashen. Their hearts trembled in fear, and they secretly prayed that Xiao Hua wouldn't start a massacre again.

"Buzz, buzz …" Just as everyone was shocked, layers of fine thunderbolts suddenly appeared in an area of more than ten miles to the left of the Black Wind Ridge. Accompanying the thunderbolts were layers of green silk invisible to the naked eye. This green silk fell on the Confucian cultivators, and they all hugged their heads and growled. Their figures rapidly fell, and then the thunderbolts appeared again. "Crack, crack, crack …" They hit everyone, and at the same time, there were waves of screams …

It wasn't until thousands of cultivators fell to the ground that Xiao Hua's figure slowly appeared in the sky above the Black Wind Ridge like a god!

"Master, master, master is back!"

The movement outside the Black Wind Ridge was clearly seen in the Capital Star Array. Seeing such a wonderful method, how could the Black Bear Spirit not know that Xiao Hua had returned?

He was blessed by the heavens. Holding a small flag in his hand, he tore open the Capital Star Array and rushed out, shouting in joy, ignoring the resentful gazes of the White Lion and the Golden Eagle behind him.

"Mm …" Xiao Hua looked at the obedient Black Bear Spirit and smiled. "It's been hard on you during this period."

"It's not hard, it's not hard. To be able to see master return safely, this little one is happier than anything else!" As the Black Bear Spirit spoke, a few drops of tears actually squeezed out of his small eyes.

Xiao Hua scolded in annoyance, "If you're happy, then be happy. Don't go overboard!"

"Master, I'm innocent!"

The Black Bear Spirit hurriedly cried. "People say that when relatives meet, their eyes are filled with tears. If this little one doesn't squeeze out some tears, it will make me seem distant from master."

"Forget it!" Xiao Hua smiled. "This old man knows what you're thinking. You don't have to be like this."

"Yes, master!"

As the Black Bear Spirit spoke, Li Xiang activated the array flag in the Capital Star Array below him and opened the array. The Golden Eagle, White Lion, and the other demons flew out. Liu Yi and Wang Bianfei also followed behind Li Xiang and the others with smiles.

"Greetings, master!"

The Golden Eagle and White Lion weren't as thick-skinned as the Black Bear Spirit. They didn't dare to get too close. They stood behind the Black Bear Spirit and bowed in the air.

Xiao Hua smiled and waved his hand. "All of you, get up. This old man has seen your hard work. This old man is confident about what I promised you earlier.

When the time is right, I'll let you all start cultivating. Right now, the plan is to send these Confucian cultivators away. Since they've disturbed my Black Wind Ridge for so long, it's time to let them know the power of my Black Wind Ridge! "

"Yes, this little one understands!"

The Golden Eagle and White Lion were startled at first, then they were overjoyed. They kowtowed and said, "This little one thanks master for his kindness!"

Then, the Black Bear Spirit waved his hand and said, "Little ones, let's go and kill this group of Confucian cultivators. I've been stifled for so many years …"

"Kill …" All the demons that swarmed out shouted loudly, as if the wounds on their bodies no longer hurt.

"Daoist Xiao …" Only now did Li Xiang come over to greet him. Liu Yi and Wang Bianfei stood obediently at the side, their eyes filled with joy. They said softly, "Disciple greets master."

Xiao Hua looked at Liu Yi and Wang Bianfei, secretly happy in his heart. If it was in the past, the two of them would definitely rush to greet him before Li Xiang, but today, they were ranked behind Li Xiang. It must be because Li Xiang had imparted his strength to them, which caused them to be respectful. This kind of intentional action naturally showed the virtue of the two of them.

"En …" Xiao Hua nodded slightly. He looked at the few disciples around him and frowned at Li Xiang. He asked curiously, "This Xiao remembers that other than Xiong Yi, there are many Golden Core disciples who joined my Fortune Gate. Why didn't any of them come?

Could it be that something went wrong?

Also, even if they didn't come, there are still some late-Nascent Soul cultivators who came. Why didn't they come?

Why did they let you suffer here alone? "

"Haha …" Li Xiang smiled mysteriously. "Daoist Xiao is mistaken!

Not only did Xiong Yi bring dozens of Golden Core cultivators to join my Fortune Gate, even Shui Mingzi, Ao Zhantian, and Prince Lan are here … "

"Then …" Xiao Hua's divine sense swept through the Capital Star Formation and his frown relaxed. But then he became even more curious. "Fellow Daoist Li, what medicine are you selling in the gourd?"

But when he saw Li Xiang's slightly furrowed brows, he realized something. "Oh … this old man understands!"

"Daoist Xiao is only thinking about one thing. There is another thing that Daoist Xiao has never thought of!"

Li Xiang said. He looked at the sun that was about to set and smiled. "En, it seems that it's about time. Daoist Xiao should return to his cultivation cave first. Everything will be clear tomorrow."

"Alright …" Xiao Hua nodded. He glanced at the Confucian cultivator who was being chased by so many demons, then flew into the Capital Star Formation.

On the Black Wind Ridge, just as Li Xiang said, Xiong Yi, Chang Yu, Wu Tian, and the other Fortune Gate disciples were standing at the front. When they saw Xiao Hua return, they hurried to greet him and said, "Disciple greets Master!"

"Rise!" Xiao Hua flicked his sleeves and looked at Xiong Yi with a smile. "You came up with this idea for Li, right?"

"Master is indeed clever!"

Xiong Yi smiled. "Disciple received Master's request and brought several Junior Brothers to the Black Wind Ridge. When I saw the situation in Jiang Country, I knew that Master was right, so I made this arrangement …"