Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Ning Xiaolei didn't give up even though Tathagata Divine Palm Talisman took action.

If you want to destroy them, of course they will be extinct. The effect of using them separately will not be good together.

Taking out more than a dozen golden Arhat talismans in his hand, Ning Xiaolei poured his demonic consciousness into them, activated them instantly and threw them out.

In the bright golden light, Arhats composed of more than ten golden lights appeared between heaven and earth, each holding a golden Arhat stick.

Without any hesitation, these Arhats smashed down the Yidao Gate.

"Bold, how dare you?"

The ancestors of Yidao Sect, the sect master and others were very angry. These golden arhats were not only attacking their sect, but also various buildings.

They only had time to block part of it, but failed to block the rest. At this moment, many places within the sect had been destroyed.

"We've all come to destroy your Yi Dao Clan, so what if you are more bold?"

Ning Xiaolei laughed wildly and turned over more than a dozen Vajra Demon-Conquering Talismans, trying not to be too willful.

It's great to have a lot of treasures, and you'll beat the enemy to the point where they have no temper at all.

When the energy of more than ten vajra warriors and more than ten golden Arhats was exhausted, Yidaomen was almost destroyed into a pile of ruins.

As for the disciples, many who were not in the Immortal Realm or below the third level suffered numerous casualties.

There were also many three-level, four-level, and five-level ones, who were killed by the demon gods such as the Water Qilin King.

"Uh-huh, break it up for me!"

The ancestor of Yidaomen roared, his eyes blood red.

Although the building can still be rebuilt, the destruction of the door is equivalent to a slap in the face.

When has he ever suffered such a loss?

The furious Yidaomen ancestor no longer cared about conserving his strength and exploded with all his strength.

"Ancestor, no!"

The master of the Yidao Sect shouted, his tone was filled with sadness and anger, and he was anxious.

The ancestor of their Yi Dao Sect was just hanging on for dear life. He didn't have many years left. He usually slept, trying to save his life force as much as possible in an attempt to live longer.

But now that it has erupted, it has consumed a lot of vitality, and I am afraid that there will not be much time left.

Once the ancestor falls, even if his Yidaomen survives, his status will be very different.

It is precisely because of the Nine Level Ancestor that his Yidao Sect can stand alongside the Yijian Sect and the four ancient families.

But now, their ancestor was forced to this point by two young men who didn't know where they came from, and a few monster beasts.

The explosion of Yidaomen ancestor's divine power caused Panlongguai's shadow to tremble continuously, making it unable to fall any further.

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Yidao Sect was no longer the lifeless old man, but a fierce man who could wield a sword and cut through the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon.

"It just consumes his life force. No matter what the outcome of this battle is, he will die."

The voice of King Shui Qilin came, as if he sensed Ning Xiaolei's doubts.

Hearing this, Ning Xiaolei nodded thoughtfully, no wonder he felt that the old man suddenly became stronger.

But just trying to make a comeback is not enough!

With a sneer on his face, Ning Xiaolei took more than ten of each of the three types of talismans and threw them out again.

Even if it means grinding, I will grind this old man to death.

"Looking for death, you are looking for death!"

The ancestor of Yidaomen was furious and stared at Ning Xiaolei angrily.

While bombarding Panlongguai, he slashed toward the sky, and the dozen or so overlapping palm prints that fell were directly blown away by his slash.

As powerful as the Ninth Level Realm, the Tathagata Palm Talisman has almost minimal effect.

However, blocking this blow was not without cost for the Yidao Clan ancestor. Ning Xiaolei could clearly see that the look in the eyes of the Yidao Clan ancestor dimmed a bit.

"Is your life force being consumed?"

Ning Xiaolei's eyes flickered and he threw out a Tathagata Palm Talisman again. He wanted to see how many cuts this old man could make.