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It is obviously impossible to subdue three ninth-level people and more than ten seventh-level and eighth-level people with just one White Elephant King's spirit-sealing talisman.

When the Water Qilin King and other demon gods launched an attack, Ning Xiaolei took action again.

This time he used the spirit-sealing talisman from Qingniu Jing, which contained King Kong Zhuo's strike.

This talisman is also the one percent type. Ning Xiaolei has a feeling that this talisman will be very powerful.

Back then, when Monkey King was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he was struck by Taishang Laojun with his Vajra body and fell from the sky.

Although what he was seeing at the moment was only one percent of the power of the Spirit-Sealing Talisman, the opponent he faced was not as powerful as Monkey King.

After Ning Xiaolei crushed the spirit-sealing talisman, clear air surged from heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light shot out from inside, ignoring the obstruction of everyone in the Blood and Fire Temple, and rushed directly into the crowd.

"Boom boom boom..."

A huge roar followed, followed by an extremely ear-piercing scream.

The shadow of King Kong Zhuo left just as quickly as it came, and now it has disappeared directly.

But Ning Xiaolei felt a chill all over his body, it was so scary.

In just that moment, only seven of the fifteen people in the Blood Fire Temple were left alive.

The remaining people were all smashed by the shadow of King Kong Zhuo just now, and blood rained all over the sky, dyeing the ground red.

The remaining seven people, including Feng Xiao and the two guardians, were in the ninth level and were not killed.

The remaining four people are also masters of the eighth level.

They were not dead, but they were also attacked by King Kong Zhuo just now.

The three ninth-level people were a little better, but the four eighth-level people were all miserable.

Some people had their heads smashed in half, some had blood on their heads and faces, some had a big hole in their bodies, all kinds of misery.

"Damn it, who are you?"

Feng Xiao, who was dressed in white, could no longer regain his composure. His body was stained with blood, his eyes showed fear, and he roared loudly.

There was a fear in his heart. Just now, he actually felt the danger of falling.

Ning Xiaolei sneered and did not answer. These guys dared to snatch his men, and they were impatient.

In the sky, the shadow of a white elephant roared, taking the opportunity to suppress a large section of it.

Feng Xiao didn't dare to be distracted anymore, and he and the other two guardians hurriedly dealt with it.

As for those eight levels, they were too weak to defend against the attacks of the Water Qilin King at this moment, so how could they have the ability to stop the white elephant.

Ning Xiaolei looked at it for a while, and instead of wasting the remaining two 100% talismans, he replaced them with 1/1000 talismans.

Anyway, Feng Xiao and the three of them were seriously injured at this moment, and one in a thousand could probably handle it.

There were not many ink marks, so Ning Xiaolei directly crushed five of them.

To deal with the enemy, you must crush them so forcefully.

"Ah, damn it, if you go against my Blood and Fire Temple, you will die badly!"

Feng Xiao's eyes showed a look of despair, and he shouted to the sky, no longer caring about hiding the fact that they came from the Blood and Fire Temple.

Ning Xiaolei curled his lips and didn't take it seriously at all. If he could yell to death with just a few shouts, he would have died countless times.

The shadows of axes, sticks, whips, knives, and a huge medicine pestle all fell together.

Feng Xiao and the others, who had just barely been able to fight against Bai Xiang, could no longer resist and were quickly overwhelmed.

Amidst the rumbling explosions, several screams were heard, and it was not known who was dead.

But you can also guess that those four eighth-level people are definitely in danger.

Maybe some of those three in the Ninth Level will also die.

After the roar subsided, Ning Xiaolei waved his hand, and a strong wind roared, scattering the smoke and dust, revealing the devastated ground.

At this time, the four eighth-level warriors had disappeared without a trace, leaving only three ninth-level warriors.

However, things were not easy for them. The lower body of Protector Ming disappeared, and a big hole opened in the belly of another Protector.

The one who was in the best condition was Feng Xiao. Apart from being covered in blood, there was no damage to any parts of his body.