Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

After flying for a distance, Ning Xiaolei saw the silhouettes of a group of men in black.    

    

At this moment, they were inside a layer of black light as they fought.    

    

Amongst the people who were fighting with them, three of them looked familiar. They were none other than the three prodigies he had met in Yanhuang Sect.    

    

"No wonder I couldn't feel any energy fluctuations. It was all blocked by that layer of black light."    

    

He was very curious just now. If it was a battle, there was no reason for him and Ao Xue'er to not feel anything!    

    

At the moment, everyone in Yanhuang Sect was in a very disadvantageous position. Being killed by the black clothed person to the point where they could only defend themselves, they did not have the ability to retaliate.    

    

On the ground, laid a man with Yanhuang Sect. From the looks of it, he should have already died.    

    

"Hmph, to dare to run Dragon Capital to cause trouble, you must be tired of living."    

    

Ning Xiaolei snorted and rushed forward with his Black Demon Dragon Blade.    

    

Ao Xue'er jumped down from the black cloud and followed behind on a flying sword.    

    

During a battle, one definitely couldn't stay together. It was very easy for them to affect each other.    

    

The black clothed men and the people from Yanhuang Sect that were battling also felt the commotion over here.    

    

However, after feeling that they were only at the early second layer, the black clothed man was not afraid. Some people even let out a disdainful laugh.    

    

Ning Xiaolei was too lazy to waste words, the Black Demon Dragon Blade slashed out a long blade aura into the black light barrier, helping a person with the most disadvantage in Yanhuang Sect to force back the person he was fighting against.    

    

"Heavenly Moon Dharma Body!"    

    

As Ao Xue'er flew over, the silhouette of the bright moon appeared behind her.    

    

With a wave of her hand, countless crescent shaped light blades appeared and shot towards the man in black clothing whom Ning Xiaolei had forced away.    

    

I didn't expect this girl to be so good at coordination. Ning Xiaolei's face revealed a smile as he took out the Yin-yang Bottle.    

    

It would be a waste to not use this kind of sharp weapon.    

    

Opening the bottle, Ning Xiaolei performed an incantation gesture and directly targeted a black-clothed person with Double Late Stage.    

    

As long as one was above a large realm, the Yin-yang Bottle would be able to contain the other.    

    

The one fighting the black clothed man was one of the three prodigies, Zhan Yuanqing, and he was also at the same level of cultivation as his Double Late Stage.    

    

He had just condensed his attack and was preparing to attack the man in black when a ray of light flashed by. The man in black before him disappeared without a trace.    

    

Zhan Yuanqing was stunned. Following the direction of the light, he saw Ning Xiaolei.    

    

Hurriedly closing the bottle, Ning Xiaolei revealed a bright smile towards Zhan Yuanqing.    

    

The current situation was different from the past. The two were no longer in a hostile relationship, and their common enemy was these black-clothed men, who were now wreaking havoc everywhere.    

    

This sudden scene shocked everyone else.    

    

The group of black-clothed men forced their way away and surrounded them, looking at Ning Xiaolei and Ao Xue'er warily.    

    

"Who are you? Where did you get our men?"    

    

Ning Xiaolei looked at the shocked eyes of the men in black and said, "I sensed that he wanted to go back to his grandma's house, so I sent him away. Do you want to try?"    

    

The reason Ning Xiaolei said that was because he was afraid that the black-clothed men would run away. Once he refined the black-clothed man inside, he would be able to use the Yin-yang Bottle again.    

    

If they could fight so easily, why would they need to spend so much effort to kill?    

    

Hearing Ning Xiaolei's words, all of the men in black were stunned. This kid can sense the inner feelings of others?    

    

And he could even rely on the bottle in his hand to help others satisfy their desires?    

    

"Hand over that bottle and die quickly!"    

    

The eyes of one of the black-clothed men wearing Double Late Stage flashed, as he suddenly said in a cold voice.    

    

He didn't really believe Ning Xiaolei's words, but to be able to take away a companion with the same strength as him, that bottle was obviously a treasure.    

    

"Alright, come and get it!"    

    

Ning Xiaolei shook the Yin-yang Bottle in his hand. From the sound of it, the fellow inside should have almost finished melting.