Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Ning Xiaolei stared at the four people in the Blood and Fire Temple boredly on the roof, almost wanting to doze off.

After Musashi Tenba left for more than an hour, he returned with an ugly look on his face. He led the Musashi family members and rushed to the Itsuken Gate, not knowing what to do.

On the other hand, the four people from the Blood and Fire Temple were waiting in the hotel until nightfall.

Ning Xiaolei, who was waiting drowsily, suddenly lit up at a certain moment.

He saw the four people from the Blood and Fire Temple suddenly stand up from meditating, fly into the sky, and rush outside the city.

"Could it be that one of their palace master protectors is here?"

Ning Xiaolei was extremely happy. When the others flew away, he stepped on a black cloud and followed them slowly.

Although he is in the middle stage of the fifth level, this cloud climbing technique is far superior to the art of controlling objects, and his speed is no weaker than that of the ordinary seventh level.

Among the people in the Blood and Fire Temple, there was a man who was at the seventh level of mid-level cultivation.

In order to take care of him, the others did not fly very fast.

The few people flew for a while, and soon stopped at the top of a mountain ahead, waiting quietly.

Ning Xiao Lei Mao was spying secretly on another hilltop not far from them.

About five or six minutes later, dozens of streams of light flew across the sky and landed on the top of the mountain.

"I'll go, the weakest ones are all seventh level, so what?"

Seeing the opponent's formation, Ning Xiaolei's eyes widened in the distance.

There were eleven people in total, plus the four Qingluo people from before, there were a total of fifteen people.

The Blood and Fire Temple dispatched so many people just to capture Qianxun Huyue, they really thought highly of that girl.

This also made Ning Xiaolei clearly realize how powerful the Blood Fire Temple was.

The leader is a middle-aged man, dressed in white, with a faint smile always hanging on the corner of his mouth.

As for his strength, Ning Xiaolei couldn't see clearly, but he felt that he was stronger than Musashi Tenba.

In other words, this man's strength may be at the ninth level.

In addition to the man in white, there were two other people that Ning Xiaolei was very concerned about.

The auras of these two people are also difficult to discern, and they are probably at the ninth level.

However, they gave Ning Xiaolei the feeling that they were not as dangerous as the man in white.

Just as Ning Xiaolei was sizing up the group of people in the Blood and Fire Temple, a cold light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the man in white, and he suddenly looked in his direction.

"Who is there?"

Ning Xiaolei, who was thinking about how to deal with this group of people, was momentarily confused. He was discovered now?

Such keen perception, this guy is scary.

After hearing that someone dared to spy on them, everyone in the Blood Fire Temple flew up and headed straight for the mountain.

They would face each other sooner or later anyway, so Ning Xiaolei didn't hide and took the initiative to fly.

"Hmm, a mid-level fifth-level ant?"

Except for the man in white, one of the two ninth level realms spoke with a somewhat surprised tone.

Hearing this, Ning Xiaolei was immediately furious: "You are an ant, and your whole family is an ant."

He was only four levels higher than himself, pretending to be like a god in the sky. This tone made Ning Xiaolei disgusted.

The man never expected that Ning Xiaolei would dare to scold him. After being stunned for a moment, he said angrily: "You are so outrageous, are you looking for death?"

When Ning Xiaolei and the man had a conflict, the four Qingluo people who saw Ning Xiaolei's appearance suddenly showed surprise in their eyes.

They were worried about how to tell the deputy palace master, but they didn't expect Ning Xiaolei to show up.

"Master Fengxiao Hall, maybe he is that demon spirit?"

Qing Luo pointed her finger at Ning Xiaolei and spoke loudly.

The man in white was stunned when he heard this and looked at Ning Xiaolei in confusion, demon spirit?

If it's a demon spirit, why is there no movement on the demon-seeking plate in your hand?

Feng Xiao took out the demon-hunting disk from his arms and glanced at it doubtfully, then frowned.

But soon, he remembered the magic of the demon spirit, and said: "Ming protector, go and capture him."

A mere fifth-level mid-level player is not worth his effort.