"Master, you''re finally back. The old bear misses you."


    When Yang Xuan took Yue qianlou to find Xiong Wuji in that magnificent city, Xiong Wuji just saw Yang Xuan and rushed up with snot and tears.


    Looking at Xiong Wuji like a mountain, Yang Xuan shook his head and stretched out a finger against Xiong Wuji''s chest.


    If this is pressed down, I''m afraid it''s not much better than being hit by a train.


    The little blackbird fluttered its wings and flew to Yang Xuan''s shoulder. He lay there with a familiar way and rubbed Yang Xuan''s face intimately.


    After so many years, it was still so big that it didn''t change at all, which surprised Yang Xuan.


    With tears in his eyes, the black tiger came over and rubbed Yang Xuan''s thigh, so he was not talking.


    Yang Xuan touched his head and looked into each other''s eyes. Everything was silent.


    After a while, everyone sat down again.


    Of course, he sat on the huge throne designed by Xiong Wuji for himself.


    "Hey, Shifu, I was going to gather the spirit beast army to avenge you." Xiong Wuji smiled and explained to Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan nodded and entered the city. Looking at the tens of thousands of spirit beasts preparing for the horse, he knew Xiong Wuji''s plan.


    "Feel at ease to be your king of beasts." Yang Xuan said faintly.


    He can handle the affairs of the yuan family and the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang by himself without anyone else''s intervention.


    "Master, I''ve decided." Xiong Wuji stood up and said, "I want to establish a spirit beast country and change the situation that spirit beasts are hunted by humans."


    Yang Xuan nodded. Everything in the layout of the spirit beast city is in line with human beings. The purpose of Xiong Wuji is self-evident.


    "It''s good to have this idea." Yang Xuan said, "but the formation of a force is not done overnight."


    Xiong Wuji said positively, "master, in the past 20 years, I have traveled all over the world. I have seen countless spirit beasts hunted by humans to obtain internal alchemy. I am also a spirit beast. Naturally, I should consider it for spirit beasts."


    "Since you have such an idea, how can I not help you as a teacher?" Yang Xuan smiled and passed on the cultivation method of Yuanying stage to Xiong Wuji with the method of sound transmission.


    Xiong Wuji was stunned and then overjoyed.


    He was worried that there was no way ahead. The cultivation method handed down by Yang Xuan just solved his problem.


    "Thank you, master!" Xiong Wuji fell down respectfully.


    He wanted to kneel down, but he was too big. Kneeling up was no different from lying down.


    "Don''t be in a hurry to thank you. I have another Dharma to pass on to you." Yang Xuan said faintly, and then passed the spirit Fu skill obtained from Zhou Shouyuan to Xiong Wuji.


    Xiong Wuji was stunned. After a long time, he solemnly kowtowed to Yang Xuan three times and said in a deep voice, "master, thank you!"


    His thanks were not for himself, but for all the spirit animals in the world, even plants and flowers.


    With this magic, he can endow animals and plants with intelligence, open their way of cultivation, and develop forces that are not weaker than human beings.


    "Shifu, I have another unkind request." Xiong Wuji has really made progress and knows that he has dragged Wen.


    "You said," Yang Xuan smiled.


    "I want to pass on my Xianmen skill to those spirit beasts," Xiong Wuji said respectfully on the ground.


    Yang Xuan thought for a while and thought that there was nothing wrong with this, so he nodded and said, "but!"


    Xiong Wuji was overjoyed and kowtowed respectfully.


    Yang Xuan also said, "you are such a feat to create a precedent and become a family. It is no longer suitable to regard yourself as a spirit beast. Why don''t I give you a word to be a family name."


    Xiong Wuji was more respectful and said, "please give me a name, master."


    "I think you might as well be called the demon clan." Yang Xuan''s eyes flashed and meant something.


    "Demon?"


    Everyone is savoring the word that first appeared in the world.


    Xiong Wuji''s eyes became brighter and brighter. After a long time, he suddenly stopped drinking: "well, from today on, we are a family of demons."


    Boom!


    Thunder fell in the sky and the world roared, as if chanting the word demon in unison.


    Yang Xuan looked up at the sky with strange eyes.


    Since he stepped into the God, he has a clearer understanding of the rules of this heaven and earth.


    At this time, the thunder of heaven shook, obviously accepting the new demon family.


    Otherwise, it will not be just the roar of thunder, but ten thousand thunder to destroy the beast city that has not been built for a long time.


    Of course, it should be called Banshee city now.


    Later, Yang Xuan stayed in the newly-built ten thousand demon city for some time. After watching Xiong Wuji step into Yuanying, he left here alone.


    Before leaving, the demons sent each other, known as the ancestor of all demons.


    This was made by the demon king Xiong Wuji. While using the spirit giving skill, he also deeply rooted the identity of Yang Xuan''s demon ancestor in the soul of each newly baked monster.


    From then on, every demon who opened his wisdom will regard Yang Xuan as the demon''s ancestor in the deepest part of his soul, pass it on from generation to generation and never betray.


    Yang Xuanwu did not object to this.


    The world changes. He is human after all. When Xiong Wuji is there, there is naturally no problem. However, if Xiong Wuji is gone in the future, it is difficult to ensure that the demon clan will not have any different thoughts. With the identity of demon ancestor, it is also an insurance.


    Yuan Ying stepped into Huashen and didn''t need any skill. He just depended on his own understanding, so he didn''t need to pass on Xiong Wuji''s skill.


    "Our Xianmen skill, above Yuanying, turns into a God. It is to turn into a God. After turning into a God, there is still a realm. Practice is endless. You should encourage yourself." Yang Xuan left the last sentence and left.


    Xiong Wuji and others looked at Yang Xuanyuan''s back. They had an inexplicable idea in their hearts. I''m afraid they have little hope of seeing Yang Xuan again.


    ……


    Northwest land.


    When Yang Xuan set foot on the place where many things had happened, his face had become very cold.


    "Hehe, are you ready to meet my anger?" his eyes were cold and empty, and he looked at the mountains under his feet.


    There is a martial arts sect, located on the mountain gate at the top, with two vigorous and powerful characters: Green Dragon.


    Green dragon gate.


    With the coming of Tianwei and the falling of dusk, the huge pressure without casting fell from the sky and fell into Qinglong mountain and Qinglong gate.


    Click, Qinglong mountain is cracked and may collapse at any time.


    Pan an, the leader of the green dragon sect, who was practicing at the closing ceremony, opened his eyes and turned pale in an instant.


    He felt a pressure like heaven and earth.


    Under this pressure, he felt like an ant, very small and defenseless.


    At this time, the green dragon gate has made a mess.


    Don''t think about it. Pan an already knows what cultivation is.


    He is already the realm of true God, which can make him feel like a mole ant. Only the legendary realm - heaven and man.


    Only heaven and man.


    Pan an''s face was pale, and bean sized beads of sweat fell one by one.


    At this moment, he didn''t even have the courage to step out of the door.


    "Headmaster, headmaster..." more than a dozen green dragon sect elders rushed in, all looking scared and pale.


    Pan an sighed. At this time, he just wanted to go and couldn''t go.


    "Come on, follow me to meet the experts in the divine domain," he said, and then took the lead to go out.