Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

In just a few days, Ning Xiaolei plundered dozens of envoys along the way with the four monsters. The various resources he obtained were piled up like a mountain.    

Demon Refining Pot Space, Ning Xiaolei was currently breaking through.    

Countless resources were refined and turned into pure energy, being absorbed by him.    

Gradually, his aura became more and more profound, until it could no longer grow any further.    

"Break for me!"    

With a roar, Ning Xiaolei circulated all the demonic energy in his body and charged towards the King Stage bottleneck.    

Only, it was very obvious that King Stage would not be so easy to break through. Otherwise, the number of King Stage in this world would not be so few.    

Ning Xiaolei was not discouraged, charging again and again, the Eastern Emperor Meridian was activated to the extreme by him.    

The impact was accompanied by pain, and under his constant pounding, several of his meridians were damaged, and blood seeped out from his skin.    

"Break, break for me!"    

Ning Xiaolei roared. Even at this time, he still didn't break it.    

Time no longer allowed him to slowly wait.    

Ning Xiaolei could not suppress the impatience in his heart when he saw that the demons he chatted with in the group were probably in a bloody battle right now.    

However, the bottleneck of the King Stage was more difficult than he had expected. Even though there were already signs of it breaking, it had not been able to be broken through completely.    

"My target is a saint, how can King Stage stop me?"    

Ning Xiaolei let out a roar. His eyes were blood-red as he pushed out all of the demonic spiritual energy in his body and attacked again.    

He was so angry that he didn't feel it at all. The pressure from the demonic energy had already exceeded the limit of his meridians. After the demonic energy passed, his meridians had already started to crack and were even broken in several places.    

By the time Ning Xiaolei found out, it was already too late. Incomparable pain spread throughout his body.    

Fresh blood wildly gushed out from his skin, completely turning him into a bloody person.    

A broken meridian would be fatal for anyone. Ning Xiaolei opened his mouth and spat out large mouthfuls of blood. His aura became extremely weak.    

"Xiaolei, what's wrong with you? Stop!"    

Lin Yumeng and the other girls, who were worried about Ning Xiaolei, were scared. They hurriedly rushed over.    

A few great demon gods had also gathered around, their eyes filled with worry.    

King Stage, shouldn't have attacked like this, required luck.    

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine!"    

Without waiting for the girls to come over, Ning Xiaolei waved them off, clenched his teeth and forced himself to sit up.    

The fact that his meridians were severed was something Ning Xiaolei did not expect, but he did not want to accept it that way.    

The Eastern Emperor Meridian began to circulate once again. So what if his meridians were broken?    

A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Ning Xiaolei's heart. He immediately followed his own plan and shattered the remaining meridians in his body.    

The Imperial Scripture operated, the Grand Sun Primordial Flame burned, and Ning Xiaolei used himself as the oven.    

The shattered meridians and blood were forcefully refined by him, fusing into his flesh and blood.    

In the blink of an eye, more than ten hours had passed. The Grand Sun Primordial Flame engulfed Ning Xiaolei's entire body, yet it did not budge an inch.    

The women, the great demon gods, Zhao Xiaoshu and the rest were all gathered around, worried beyond belief.    

At that moment, Ning Xiaoyue suddenly shouted, "Look, the flames surrounding my brother are about to be extinguished!"    

Hearing that, everyone quickly looked over and saw that the burning Grand Sun Primordial Flame seemed to have been swallowed by a huge force and quickly entered Ning Xiaolei's body.    

"Today, I, Ning Xiaolei, witness the way of King Stage!"    

A hearty laugh sounded. When the flames disappeared, Ning Xiaolei stood up and waved his fist a few times.    

The air seemed to explode from his casual action, producing a loud rumbling like that of thunder.