Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

After hearing that the disappearance of the Ba-serpent was related to Ning Xiaolei, the rest of the people gradually surrounded them.    

    

Most of the people did not know the truth and thought that Ning Xiaolei had really saved them. A friendly smile appeared on each of their faces.    

    

But it was not like no one had seen the sight of the Ba-serpent dying from serious injuries. The one who fought the Ba-serpent before, a late stage ninth stage Moguang City, was looking at Ning Xiaolei with a face full of suspicion.    

    

"Nonsense, that Magic Snake is clearly an arrow at the end of its flight, why would you send it away? Tell me, what intentions do you have?"    

    

"Are you sure that it really is at the end of its tether? Are you sure that it no longer has the power to retaliate in the face of death?"    

    

Ning Xiaolei curled his lips and sneered. His mouth revealed a strong sense of sarcasm.    

    

What he didn't expect was that the other party wasn't talking back to him, nor was he trying to reason with him.    

    

"Impudent, you, a seventh level late stage, dare to speak to this noble one like that? Which family are you a son of, to dare to unselfishly mobilize Moguang City and defend an army? "    

    

He didn't expect Ning Xiaolei to dare to speak to him in such a manner. The man was stunned for a moment before he snapped at them. His gaze then shifted to Heidelu and the others.    

    

Heidelu and the others did not dare to meet his gaze. They lowered their heads without saying a word, afraid that they would be recognized.    

    

"Eh, isn't this Commander Heidelu? Why are you here? Weren't you missing?"    

    

At this time, a surprised voice suddenly sounded out. A ninth layer middle stage disciple stared at Heidelu strangely and could not help but say.    

    

Although Heidelu lowered his head, the two of them were quite familiar with each other, so they recognized each other at a glance.    

    

"What, the legions guarding the spatial rifts?"    

    

The man at the end of the ninth layer was stunned and his face changed drastically. He stared at Heidelu and said: "Raise your head!"    

    

"Milord, I …"    

    

Helplessly, Heidelu raised his head and looked at the other party, wanting to say something but hesitating.    

    

He was captured and became Ning Xiaolei's subordinate. How should he explain this? Heidelu had a headache and looked at Ning Xiaolei for help.    

    

Just as he was about to speak up, Moguang City's Young City Lord's voice suddenly came over: "Is this beauty from my Moguang City? Why have I never seen her before?"    

    

Ning Xiaolei turned his head and saw the Moguang City Young City Lord staring at Ao Xue'er with a lustful look, constantly swallowing his saliva.    

    

After a brief moment of silence, Ning Xiaolei flew into a rage: "Where did this bastard come from? She belongs to this young master, is that something you can see?"    

    

After saying that, a certain someone, who was extremely angry, activated the Heavenly Sword Technique in his eyes and charged straight towards Young City Lord.    

    

"Impudent! How dare you kill Young City Lord!"    

    

In the midst of his furious roar, one of the guards at the side of Moguang City, Young City Lord, raised his hand and shattered Ning Xiaolei's attack.    

    

After all, Ning Xiaolei was only at the late seventh stage. Compared to the ninth stage, he was still lacking a lot.    

    

"The ones who are courting death are the two of you. You don't know your place."    

    

Ning Xiaolei snorted, his face full of anger. He originally didn't want to fight with someone from Moguang City, but now there was nothing he could do.    

    

It's only the four Deity Stage s, if they dare to chase after us, we can still kill them all.    

    

After making up his mind to attack, Ning Xiaolei did not hold back anymore and threw a piece of Soul Sealing Talisman out.    

    

This Soul Sealing Talisman of his came from Yuan Hong's. With Yuan Hong's strength, the treasures he possessed were obviously powerful and wouldn't be much inferior to Jiuling Saint's.    

    

The pole shadow smashed down from the sky, bringing an aura that could destroy everything, and rushed straight in the direction of Moguang City, Young City Lord.    

    

"Dammit, who the hell are you?"    

    

Everyone in Moguang City was alarmed and furious. They never thought that Ning Xiaolei, who was only at the late seventh stage, would suddenly unleash such a terrifying attack.    

    

Ning Xiaolei was too lazy to answer.    

    

After the attack, those who survived would become his subordinates. Naturally, they would know his identity.    

    

Those who died didn't need to know. They were going to die anyway.