Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

At the speed of the Water Qilin King, he reached South Asia in more than half an hour.

When he was still thousands of meters away from the island, Ning Xiaolei took back the Water Qilin King.

The Water Qilin King is too conspicuous, so it won't be too late to lurk quietly before summoning him again.

Furthermore, to deal with a late-level Qing Pot Master, the Water Qilin King does not need to take action.

Even if Master Qing Pot's third-level early-stage ghost is added, Ning Xiaolei is sure to kill them with his own strength.

However, he is still in some discomfort now, and others will still need to take action when the time comes.

After flying for a while, Ning Xiaolei and Ao Xueer arrived at the island.

At this moment, beside Ning Xiaolei and Ao Xueer, there was Qin Yu.

Qin Yu can just deal with the ghost Master Qing Pot.

Qin Yu was extremely angry when Master Qing Pot and the ghosts escaped in the secret realm last time. Naturally, he couldn't forget to call her for such a thing.

"I'll tear that old thing apart."

Qin Yu gritted his teeth fiercely and trained the living soul into a fierce ghost, which was not allowed by heaven.

As a soul, she sympathizes with those innocent people who were killed.

In the middle of the island, Master Qing Pot, who was about to cast another wave of spells, suddenly opened his eyes, his face changed slightly and he said, "Who broke in?"

The technique of lowering the head is extremely dangerous and requires the use of his essence and blood. In order to avoid being disturbed, Master Qing Pot chose this place.

Unexpectedly, even though he tried to dodge, he still couldn't avoid it.

"I hope it's not my old rivals!"

With a low murmur, Master Qing Pot stood up from the futon and walked out of the room, regardless of casting spells.

Through clairvoyance, Ning Xiaolei had already known the location of Master Qing Pot, and headed straight for it with Qin Yu and Aoxue'er.

In the distance, an ordinary wooden house appeared in the eyes of several people.

As soon as Master Qing Pot walked out of the door, he saw the three people flying past, and his face instantly became ugly.

When he felt the familiar auras of Qin Yu and Ning Xiaolei, he immediately exclaimed: "Is it you?"

"Humph, old man, you never expected it. If you dare to scheme against me, today next year will be your death anniversary."

Ning Xiaolei snorted coldly, and the black magic dragon knife appeared in his hand, turning into a cold light and flying out.

Master Qing Pot was startled and hurriedly cast a spell to summon his third-level early-stage ghost.

The ghost appeared, roared loudly, clenched its fist and rushed straight towards the Black Demon Jiao Knife.

Taking this opportunity, Master Qing Pot took out a bone and muttered something, not knowing what spell he was casting.

"Get rid of this ghost first, brother Xiaolei, and take out your Buddha statue."

Qin Yu spoke, but did not immediately go to deal with Master Qing Pot.

Ning Xiaolei glanced at Master Qing Pot, nodded slightly, and let the Black Demon Jiao Sword deal with him.

A Buddha statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva appeared in his hand, and Ning Xiaolei's demonic energy poured into it, releasing the Buddha's light and shrouding the ghosts.

Aoxue'er glanced at Ning Xiaolei and Qin Yu, and after seeing that they seemed unable to intervene, she charged towards Master Qing Pot.

On the way, she had already heard about Master Qing Pot's methods and did not dare to be careless.

Still some distance away, the frost magic weapon in Aoxue'er's hand flew out, and in conjunction with the black devil's dragon knife, it slashed towards Master Qing Pot's head.

"It's not that easy to kill me."

In Aoxue'er's shocked eyes, Master Qing Pot roared angrily, and his head separated from his body and flew into the air.

"I missed him!"

Aoxue'er murmured, she discovered that Master Qing Pot's head was separated from his body, but he was still alive.

At this moment, Master Qing Pot's head, which was separated from his body, spit out blood-colored talismans one after another from his mouth, blasting towards the black demon dragon knife and Ao Xueer's magic weapon.

Although he was casting spells to deal with ghosts, Ning Xiaolei still discovered what was going on here.

Frowning, Ning Xiaolei, although curious, didn't take it seriously, and controlled the black magic dragon knife to slash at the bloody talismans.

But just after the collision, Ning Xiaolei's expression changed quickly.