Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

If you want to deal with the old monster of Yidaomen, one thousandth is just a waste, and you can only use one percent.

With the abilities of those great demons, even a weaker one should be very powerful with a full blow from a one percent weapon!

While thinking about it, Ning Xiaolei had taken out a talisman and looked at the Yidao Gate below.

This one percent spirit-sealing talisman contains the Jade Rabbit Spirit's magic weapon, the medicine pestle.

Although the Jade Rabbit Spirit may be ranked lower among the great demons, this one percent power should not be too weak.

In the gambling battle space before, Ning Xiaolei had also competed with the Jade Rabbit Spirit.

Whether it is combat experience or the various methods he has mastered, the Jade Rabbit Spirit is not very weak.

"Anyone who comes to make trouble at my Yidao Gate will die!"

A hoarse old voice came out from the Yidao Gate, and then a person rushed out from below at an extremely fast speed.

The figure flew into the sky, waved his sleeves, and a strong wind howled and rolled.

Those disciples who were contaminated by the Samadhi Divine Fire, as well as the Samadhi Divine Fire that was still falling, were not extinguished, but were swept away from the range of Yi Daomen.

Then the figure punched out and collided with the falling Pingtian axe.

Amidst the violent roar, the light ax flickered on and off for a moment, and finally turned into a point of light and disappeared.

Just now, most of its power was consumed by the Yidao Sect Master and everyone under the sect, so it is not too surprising that it was destroyed now.

After breaking the flat axe, the figure continued to attack the Holy Infant Spear.

However, compared to the Pingtian Ax, the Holy Infant Spear was not consumed so much.

The old man punched more than ten times in a row before blasting him away.

After breaking through the attack that threatened Yi Daomen, the figure turned to Ning Xiaolei, with a cold look in his eyes, and he was about to take action.

"Besides, you are so good at fighting, I will give you this chance."

Ning Xiaolei didn't have a chance to rush towards the figure, so he threw the medicine pestle sealing talisman in his hand to activate it.

Just like the previous two soul-sealing talismans, strange phenomena appeared again between heaven and earth.

But this time it wasn't dark, but a bright moon suddenly appeared. In the moon, there was a vaguely cute rabbit.

At a certain moment, a medicine pestle suddenly flew out of the moon, getting bigger and bigger, and a terrifying power enveloped the world.

"This, this, this is an attack comparable to the ninth level. How is it possible? Ancestor, save me!"

Feeling the terrifying momentum, the figure was so frightened that even the souls of the dead were dying.

In Ning Xiaolei's confused gaze, the guy who was so arrogant just now fell back to Yidaomen at an extremely fast speed.

"That guy seems to be at the eighth level. Is the 1% power of the medicine pestle comparable to the ninth level attack in the fairyland?"

Ning Xiaolei's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

The rabbit in Guanghan Palace is not too weak.

However, if it is comparable to the ninth level, it would be quite embarrassing to destroy the Yidaomen ancestor who has truly reached the ninth level.

"In this case, I can only use one more."

Ning Xiaolei thought and took out a spirit-sealing talisman again.

This talisman contains White Deer Spirit's magic weapon Panlongguai, which is one percent powerful.

Ning Xiaolei originally planned to leave it to Yijianmen, but now he had to use it to Yidaomen first.

As for the problem of insufficient attacks at Yijianmen, we can only ask the monsters in the group for a few more, and there is no shortage of them.

"Junior, are you trying to trick me into having no one in my family?"

Seeing that the medicine pestle was about to fall, everyone in Yidaomen was in despair. A huge palm stretched out from below to resist the falling force.

Then an extremely old man with a deathly aura slowly flew into the air.

Behind him were the Yae from before and two others.

The aura of those two people was stronger than that of the eighth-level person before, but compared with the old man, it was still much worse.

Ning Xiaolei quickly scanned it and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no super powerful old monster like the old man appeared again.

If it really happened, he would have to consume all three soul-sealing talismans with one percent power.

"What's wrong with bullying you? You're not convinced!"

Curling his lips and glaring at the ancestor of the ninth level of Yidaomen, Ning Xiaolei smiled evilly, activated the Panlong Guai sealing talisman, and threw it out.