Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

The Swordgate ancestor's entire body was shrouded in demonic energy, and his powerful aura shot up to the sky as he slowly rose into the air.    

    

A cold light flashed in his eyes as he looked at the shadow of the centipede that had spat out countless black qi and was rushing towards him.    

    

With an angry groan, he threw a huge punch upwards.    

    

Boom!    

    

Under Ning Xiaolei's astonished gaze, more than half of the remaining energy remaining in the centipede Soul Sealing Talisman shattered under his punch.    

    

"Very strong!"    

    

Fengxiao retreated to Ning Xiaolei's side, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.    

    

The Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect in front of his eyes seemed to be even stronger than a late stage master.    

    

"If the three of you join forces, are you confident you can deal with them?"    

    

Ning Xiaolei looked at Fengxiao and asked casually.    

    

Fengxiao pondered for a moment and slightly shook his head: "Not a match. Each small realm is as different as the sky and the earth. I am in the middle stage, and those two are in the early stage. But that person gives me a feeling that is even stronger than normal in the late stage."    

    

"So it's like this, how troublesome!"    

    

Ning Xiaolei nodded as his eyes lit up slightly. Let's not talk about Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing's soul splitting Talisman.    

    

Of the remaining two 1% Soul Sealing Talisman, one came from the Black Bear Spirit and the other from Jiuling Saint.    

    

Black Bear Essence and Jiuling Saint were not weak amongst all the greater demons in the group.    

    

Especially Jiuling Saint, he was extremely powerful.    

    

Their Artifact Soul Sealing Talisman would definitely not be weak, not to mention it was a one percent Soul Sealing Talisman.    

    

"Intruding into my Swordgate and killing my sect's disciples, you deserve to die a thousand times for your crimes!"    

    

The Swordgate ancestor muttered as his incomparably fierce gaze locked onto Ning Xiaolei.    

    

Although he had been cultivating and refining demon aura, he had used his soul consciousness to sense the situation outside and knew that Ning Xiaolei was the real culprit.    

    

"Old trash, don't think that I'm afraid of you just because you're neither a human nor a ghost. I'll leave my words here; today, your Swordgate will be completely destroyed."    

    

A cold light flashed in Ning Xiaolei's eyes. He was not afraid of Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect's threat at all.    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect snorted angrily and suddenly disappeared into thin air.    

    

Ning Xiaolei's heart skipped a beat as he felt a sense of danger and quickly retreated backwards.    

    

The moment he left, Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect appeared at the place he was at before and grabbed at his throat.    

    

At this moment, Fengxiao finally reacted and sent a palm towards Ye Zichen.    

    

Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect was disdainful. With just a casual punch, he sent Fengxiao flying back as he vomited blood.    

    

Without even looking at Fengxiao, he disappeared again.    

    

"Old thing, you're dead for sure."    

    

Ning Xiaolei roared, and Bai Suzhen's soul splitting Talisman appeared in his hand and crushed it.    

    

In the midst of the silence, a gentle and moving white-clothed female with a smile on her face appeared out of thin air.    

    

As if it felt Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect's attack, the slightly dazed figure casually waved his hand and a wave of white mist shot out, forcing Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect to emerge from the void and retreat backwards.    

    

"Sister Bai, hit him. Beat that old thing to death!"    

    

With the appearance of Bai Suzhen's soul, Ning Xiaolei instantly felt reassured and shouted with his finger pointing at Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect.    

    

"Oh, who has the guts to bully our Lei Xiaoyao?"    

    

A slightly cold voice sounded. Bai Suzhen's gaze suddenly fell on Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect.    

    

When she felt the demonic aura around her, Bai Suzhen was slightly stunned. "Someone from the Demon Clan? "No, human who has absorbed demon qi!"    

    

After muttering, a Longsword formed from demonic qi appeared and slashed towards Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect.    

    

Old Patriarch of Yijian Sect was still in the midst of the shock from being pushed back. Seeing Bai Suzhen's soul split attack coming, he hurriedly said, "Let's stop for now. Who are you? Did we misunderstand you?"