Super Student's Three-realms Army

It was not just Longhu Bao and the other two who had the same thoughts. The sixth day's Demon King also clenched his fists tightly after seeing this scene with his own eyes.    

Since he was young, the sixth day's Demon King had wanted to surpass his father, the sixth day's Forgetting River, for the past few decades.    

However, the sixth day's Demon King discovered with great sorrow that as time passed, not only did he not shrink the gap between his strength and his father's, the sixth day's Forgetting River, but the gap was getting bigger and bigger.    

In fact, the sixth day's Demon King felt that he could no longer see his father's back. This made him feel helpless and sad from the bottom of his heart.    

Zhang Xiaofann looked at the thousands of clones that were almost exactly the same as him. The corner of his mouth suddenly curled up, and a playful smile appeared on his face.    

"Do you think you can transfer your true body's existence through the clones?"    

"In that case, I can attack any one of them and you can complete a very deep transfer."    

"But if I kill all of your clones at the same time, do you think the sixth day's Forgetting River will react the same way?"    

When he heard Zhang Xiaofann's words, Wang Chuan's arrogant smile froze on his face. He was also slightly stunned, and he felt extremely strange.    

"What did you just say?!"    

Zhang Xiaofann did not choose to directly answer Wang Chuan's question.    

He placed his right hand on the ground. In an instant, his entire right arm had turned into magma, turning into a scorching hot magma that poured into the ground below his feet. At the same time, he growled.    

"The Myriad Forms of Hell is all ashes, the Scorching Hell —!!!"    

As Zhang Xiaofann growled, the scorching hot magma instantly covered a hundred kilometers of the ground below him, completely submerging it, turning it into scorched earth.    

The scorching heat swept through the entire world. As the magma crazily spread in all directions, the Sixth Heavenly Demon King, Longhu Bao, and the others no longer dared to stay where they were. They all ran frantically in the opposite direction of the magma, as if they wanted to escape from this magma hell!    

As for Wang Chuan, who was standing in midair, he was still as serious as before as he observed everything that was happening on the ground below his feet. His heart couldn't help but thump, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.    

"Fiery Hell, rise up!!!"    

Seeing that the ground under his feet had completely turned into a sea of lava, Zhang Xiaofann suddenly pulled out his right fist from the ground. The lava under his feet also rushed into the sky, turning into a scarlet Lava Giant Fist at the same time.    

After that, the Lava Giant Fist instantly split apart from the middle, turning into dozens of thousands of pillars of fire that soared into the sky, piercing through the clouds.    

In an instant, it devoured and drowned the thousands of thousands of clones that the Sixth Heavenly River had conjured...