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Ning Xiaolei gave the order coldly, and the Dragon God's Gate that was already prepared in his hand smashed down.    

Although he might not be able to kill him, he was sure that he could cause some trouble for the other party.    

Water Kylin King and the other great demon gods followed suit and attacked, each picking their respective opponents.    

In just a single exchange, the two Fa Li were almost completely used up, like a cripple with Sixth Layer, they were instantly killed.    

The remaining three people of the seventh layer, Ancestor Xuehong and Tero were at a disadvantage even though their situation was a bit better.    

"Do you really want to exterminate them all?"    

Ancestor Xuehong roared as he threw out a bloody palm to block Water Kylin King's attack.    

He had already suffered a backlash from the Ghost that he was raising just now, so his condition was not much better than those few at the seventh stage.    

Tero, on the other hand, still had a lot of power left and was a little difficult to deal with.    

"I told you to not answer back, and now it's too late for you to beg for mercy."    

Ning Xiaolei sneered.    

If he wanted to know about the Bloodfire Hall, he could just capture these people and torture them to death afterwards.    

"Offending my Bloodfire Hall, you will not have a good ending."    

Ancestor Xuehong was furious and threatened loudly.    

Ning Xiaolei curled his lips in disdain: "Then I would like to see what will happen. But, you definitely won't be able to see it."    

"Ignorant child, you simply do not know how terrifying the Bloodfire Hall is. When the time comes, you will be millions of times more miserable than me."    

Ancestor Xuehong gritted his teeth as his mind tried to think of a way to escape.    

However, if he were to run, the remaining three seventh stage subordinates would most likely be finished.    

Seemingly seeing through Ancestor Xuehong's thoughts, Ning Xiaolei sneered: "Want to run? I won't give you the chance."    

Ancestor Xuehong remained silent and could not be bothered with Ning Xiaolei.    

However, when the others heard this, their eyes flickered.    

In the next moment, one of the seven stages that he was battling with the Flaming Beast King suddenly borrowed the force of the rebound and flew off into the distance.    

"Jom, you …"    

Ancestor Xuehong roared, one of his men actually managed to escape.    

However, just as he finished speaking, the enraged Flaming Beast King used his most powerful technique, a series of flaming lava pillars appeared out of thin air and directly connected together the people who were trying to escape.    

With a miserable scream, that person transformed into a pile of flames and fell from the sky.    

Almost at the same time, the other two chose to run. If they stayed, they would only die, and there might be hope to escape.    

"You're courting death!"    

The Fattened Bird King screeched and rushed out like a bolt of lightning. A lightning fast Wind Blade sliced a person in half.    

On the other side, Qin Yu chased after him. The Netherworld Cold Flame had sealed the sky, preventing the other party from escaping.    

Ning Xiaolei also followed and the Dragon God's Gate suppressed down again.    

At the same time, the Haoyang Mirror and the Black Demon Dragon Blade flew out, attacking the seventh stage cultivator.    

"F * ck off, you two are nothing."    

With a furious roar, the man struggled with all his might to counterattack.    

But under the Dragon God's Gate's suppression, the attack he launched was immediately suppressed and disappeared.    

Although he was at the seventh layer, he didn't have a tenth of his Fa Li and couldn't bring up much of a splash. It was only a matter of time before he was killed.    

The Fattened Bird King and the Flaming Beast King that were free to fight did not help Ning Xiaolei and Qin Yu, but instead rushed towards the two of them.    

"You will definitely die."    

Ning Xiaolei growled, and pulled Tuanzi and King Ranyi out of their Demon Refining Pot Space.    

Both of them were already at the fourth level of cultivation, so they could be of assistance.    

Ao Xue'er flew after him, chunks after chunks of frigid air and ice crystals exploding around the seventh layer, affecting his speed.    

The might of the five of them joining hands was not small, and that seventh stage Bloodfire Hall cultivator was still unable to break through, as despair gradually appeared in his eyes.