What are the origins of the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect? Suddenly, two monsters with holy weapons appeared.

Is this force really that terrifying?

Thinking of this, Yin Yuanwen and others turned pale.

"Yeah, I almost forgot, I have holy soldiers!" At this moment, Qiao Jiaxi thought, and a pair of golden wings with a wingspan of three meters appeared from behind, exuding terrifying holy power.

Someone as strong as Yin Yuanwen was suppressed to the ground and unable to move.

"It's over!"

Not only Yin Yuan was heartbroken when he heard this, but other disciples of the Fenghuo Holy Sect also felt their hearts sink to the bottom.

"Next, will these people be killed or buried?" Huo Yunjie looked around with an indifferent expression.

"let me!"

Wang Ping'an licked his lips, "I'm telling you, I got the inheritance from Huo Lao, the leader of the Dizhou Huolingsheng Sect, and learned the "Burning Art". As long as you burn things, you can improve, so..."

He looked at Yin Yuanwen and others.

That excited look made everyone's hair stand on end.

"Don't burn me, don't burn me!"

Yin Yuanwen and other Fenghuo Holy Sect disciples begged loudly for mercy, and were so frightened that they almost became incontinent on the spot.
Chapter completed!