Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Two delicate voices rang out, and two young and pretty women, dressed in palace attire, appeared beside Ao Xue'er.    

Their cultivations were a bit weaker than Ao Xue'er's, but they were still similar to the furious claps of the Sky Dragon Temple, possessing the strength of the late stage of the First Layer of Immortal Stage.    

One of the ladies had a round face and was a bit plump. She was the one who shouted that just now.    

"Could it be that our Sky Dragon Temple is afraid of your Cold Moon Palace?"    

Angry Thunder clenched his teeth and roared, he stood together with Exorcist to the side of the Demon Slaying Sect, and faced off against the three people from Cold Moon Palace.    

"Senior Sister Siyu, Senior Sister Xue Rong, this is my own affair. Don't help me."    

Suddenly, Ao Xue'er spoke to the two girls beside her.    

She did not want to cause any displeasure to the Cold Moon Palace and the Sky Dragon Temple because of her actions, even though the relationship between the two sects was actually not that good either.    

"Junior sister Xue'er, but …"    

The infant fat Cold Moon Palace disciple was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ning Xiaolei, who didn't know whether to laugh or cry.    

"Hey hey, I said it's my business, right? What are you guys messing around with me for!"    

Being moved was being moved, Ning Xiaolei was not a brainless person, he did not want to drag the Cold Moon Palace into the water because of his matter.    

Looking at the Cold Moon Palace disciple named Siyu who was glaring at him, Ning Xiaolei grinned and turned towards Ji Hualoong and the rest.    

"I heard that you guys were holding some kind of Strongest Younger Generation Battle Assembly. How about this, let's change it to the Strongest Younger Generation Martial Arts Competition. If you guys find me unhappy, you can challenge me one by one."    

The moment Ning Xiaolei said this, everyone's eyes lit up.    

Especially Ji Hualoong, he was afraid that Ao Xue'er would stop him again, so he hurriedly said, "This idea is very good. As a cultivator, it is only right for us to have a Martial Competition with all the heroes of the realm."    

Hearing this, Ao Xue'er couldn't help but frown. Seeing that Ning Xiaolei seemed to have made up his mind, she didn't say anything.    

Without Ao Xue'er's interference, the Dao Debate was directly transformed into a Martial Arts Tournament.    

The location of the competition was set in the air. All the Immortal-ranked cultivator present had the ability to fly in the air.    

"I want to challenge you!"    

Angry Thunder was the first to jump out, making the expression of Ji Hualoong, who wanted to immediately get rid of Ning Xiaolei, turn ugly.    

However, after thinking about it, he seemed to feel that it was not bad to let others test Ning Xiaolei's background, so he didn't say anything.    

"Sure, I also want to see the methods of Sky Dragon Temple."    

Ning Xiaolei nodded indifferently. Yiran was not afraid and flew out dozens of meters away with the Rage Lightning.    

Looking at the two people who were facing each other from a distance, the people who were left to watch immediately started discussing.    

"That rash youth is about to lose. What can he do? He just broke through to the Immortal Realm not long ago."    

Beside Ao Xue'er, the infant fat Cold Moon Palace disciple said gloomily.    

Her name was Ye Siyu, and the other Cold Moon Palace disciple beside her was Li Xuerong.    

Hearing this, Li Xuerong shook her head and looked at Ao Xue'er with a smile. "I don't think he's that impulsive. Junior Sister Xue'er, what do you think?"    

"He's not that simple." Ao Xue'er spoke indifferently, ignoring the ridiculing intention in Li Xuerong's words.    

Not far from Ao Xue'er's group of three, Sky Dragon Temple's Demon slaying master and Demon Killing master were also chatting.    

Exorcist sneered, "That arrogant brat. I bet he won't last more than ten rounds against Junior Thunder Fury."    

"Maybe!" The beheading demon beast nodded, its eyebrows wrinkled, but its heart inexplicably felt a little uneasy.    

However, when he thought about the difference in cultivation level between Rage Thunder and Ning Xiaolei, he still shook his head.    

He did not believe that Ning Xiaolei would be so heaven defying that he could cross two small realms to fight.    

At the Ji Family side, Ji Hualoong's eyes flashed, and muttered with killing intent: "I hope you have some ability, after all, I want to personally tear you to shreds. If you dare to have any ideas on Xue'er, no matter who it is, you will die!"