Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Although the three of them looked very miserable, Ning Xiaolei still didn't dare to go over.    

    

After all, this was only the ninth level. Who knew what methods he would use to conceal himself? If he were to suddenly ambush the other party, wouldn't he be reduced to a rage?    

    

The Demonic Consciousness extended out, enveloping the three of them, and dragged them towards the Demon Refining Pot.    

    

If they were unable to resist and were sucked into the formation, it would mean that they truly had no strength to fight back anymore.    

    

If he could still resist, then he would have to consider it.    

    

Wherever the Demonic Consciousness passed, the two protectors would quickly disappear, leaving Fengxiao alone.    

    

"Where did you get them?"    

    

Fengxiao, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. He sat up slowly and looked at Ning Xiaolei with an uncertain expression.    

    

"If you want to know, then don't resist. I'll send you to meet them."    

    

Ning Xiaolei's mouth revealed a mocking smile. This guy really did not have good intentions and wanted to sneak attack him.    

    

Unfortunately, he wasn't stupid and wouldn't fall for it so easily.    

    

Fengxiao's eyes flashed, but he did not immediately answer.    

    

At this moment, he was heavily injured, and it would be best if he could delay a little longer and take the opportunity to escape.    

    

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the Heaven-Sealing Net. Under the aftermath of the great battle, the Heaven-Sealing Net had consumed quite a bit of its energy. It had dimmed by quite a bit.    

    

Fengxiao felt that if he could recover some of his strength, it would be possible for him to pay a price.    

    

Although Ning Xiaolei didn't guess Fengxiao's thoughts, he didn't want to wait here.    

    

This place was extremely close to the Swordgate, and the Wu Cang Sky Tyrant was also nearby. He did not want to start a conflict with these people right now.    

    

The shockwave from the previous exchange wasn't small, so there was no reason for these people to not notice.    

    

"Do it, cripple him!"    

    

Ning Xiaolei ordered without saying anything.    

    

After saying that, he took the initiative to make the first move, the Sixth Layer's first move.    

    

His cultivation had reached the middle of the fifth stage, and he could already use the first stage of Sixth Layer.    

    

Compared to the fifth stage, the first stage's Sixth Layer, the Thundergod's Gate, was much stronger.    

    

In the middle of the door, a figure shrouded in lightning roared angrily, as if he were a reincarnated thunder god, as if he was about to annihilate the world.    

    

"You …"    

    

Fengxiao's expression changed. If he was at his peak state, he would not be afraid.    

    

But now that he was heavily injured, he couldn't even use a tenth of his power.    

    

At this moment, Ning Xiaolei, Water Kylin King and the other Demonic Gods attacked him together, instantly feeling the danger.    

    

"If you don't resist, then there's nothing you can do about it. If you resist, then die here!"    

    

Ning Xiaolei snorted and revealed a hint of disdain.    

    

"You've gone too far!"    

    

Fengxiao roared. Holding a Longsword in his hand, he suddenly slashed out a sword qi that was dozens of feet long.    

    

A loud sound was heard. This strike that contained half of Fengxiao's strength had only made the door of the Thunder Sovereign much more illusionary than before.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Fengxiao had an ugly expression on his face. If not for the fact that his power was damaged, he could have easily shattered such an attack.    

    

Without time to think, Fengxiao appeared again, and this time, he directly destroyed the Thundercrest Sect.    

    

However, at this time, the attacks of Water Kylin King and the others had also arrived.    

    

Fengxiao didn't have the time to block them one by one. He could only block Water Kylin King's attacks and forcefully block the attacks of the remaining demon gods.    

    

Fengxiao let out a miserable groan as he was sent flying by the impact. He then spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

He had already suffered severe injuries.    

    

"Not dead yet? "If he's lucky, how about another wave of attacks?"    

    

Ning Xiaolei sneered. This guy was a lot stronger than the two Protectors.    

    

Hearing Ning Xiaolei's words, Fengxiao almost vomited blood. If it was another case, he really would have been beaten to death by this kid and a few Demonic Beast.    

    

When word got out, it would be said that he, Fengxiao, would die in the hands of a fifth-level cultivator, and his reputation would be ruined.    

    

With no other choice, without waiting for Ning Xiaolei and the others to make a move, Fengxiao said, "Stop fighting. I'm willing to listen to your arrangements."    

    

Fengxiao was not stupid, the two protectors of his Bloodfire Hall were definitely locked in some place.