Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

With a looking glass, things become much simpler.

In just a few days, Ning Xiaolei and the four murderers robbed more than a dozen special envoys along the way, and obtained a mountain of various resources.

In the demon refining pot space, Ning Xiaolei is making a breakthrough at the moment.

Countless resources were refined by him, transformed into pure energy, and absorbed by him.

Gradually, the aura on his body became deeper and deeper, and finally reached the point where it could no longer grow.

"Break it for me!"

With a roar, Ning Xiaolei used all his demonic energy and charged towards the bottleneck of the Emperor Realm.

It’s just obvious that the Emperor Realm won’t be so easy to break through, otherwise there wouldn’t be so few Emperor Realms in this world.

Ning Xiaolei was not discouraged and struck again and again, and Emperor Dong was driven to the extreme by him.

The impact was accompanied by pain. Several of the meridians in the body were damaged due to his constant impact, and blood seeped through the skin and gushes out.

"Breaking, breaking, breaking!"

Ning Xiaolei roared angrily, even at this time, it was still not broken.

Time no longer allowed him to wait slowly.

Thinking that the big monsters he was chatting with in the group might be having a bloody battle right now, Ning Xiaolei couldn't suppress his impatience.

However, the bottleneck of the Imperial Realm was more difficult than he expected. Although there were signs of rupture, it was never completely broken.

"My goal is to become a saint, how can the imperial realm stop me?"

Ning Xiaolei roared, with bloodshot eyes, he suddenly summoned up all the demonic energy in his body and launched another attack.

He was so angry that he didn't realize that the monster energy was rushing through violently, which had exceeded the load of the meridians. After the monster energy passed, the meridians were full of cracks, and even disconnected directly in several places.

By the time Ning Xiaolei discovered it, it was too late, and extremely severe pain filled his whole body.

Blood gushed out from his skin crazily, turning him into a bloody man.

The severing of meridians is fatal to anyone. Ning Xiaolei opened his mouth and spit out blood, his breath became extremely weak.

"Xiao Lei, what's wrong with you, stop it!"

Lin Yumeng and the other girls who were looking at Ning Xiaolei worriedly were frightened and rushed over.

Several demon gods also gathered around, their eyes full of worry.

The Imperial Realm shouldn't be such an impact, it needs an opportunity.

"Leave me alone, I'm fine!"

Before the girls could come over, Ning Xiaolei waved his hand to signal them not to come near, gritted his teeth and forced himself to sit up straight.

The meridians were severed, which Ning Xiaolei had not expected before, but he did not want to accept his fate like this.

The Eastern Emperor Meridian is running again. So what if the meridian is broken? It will be completely shattered and the body will be used as the meridian.

A trace of cruelty flashed in his heart, and Ning Xiaolei immediately implemented his idea in the next moment, shattering the remaining meridians in his body.

The Emperor's Meridian is running, the true fire of the sun is burning, and Ning Xiaolei uses himself as the oven.

The broken meridians and blood were forcibly refined by him and blended into the flesh and blood.

In the blink of an eye, for more than ten hours, Ning Xiaolei's body was enveloped in the burning true sun fire, and there was still no movement.

The girls, the major demon gods, Zhao Xiaoshu and others all gathered around, extremely worried.

At this moment, Ning Xiaoyue suddenly shouted: "Look, the flames around my brother are going out."

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly looked around, and sure enough they saw the burning true sun fire, which seemed to have been swallowed by a huge force and quickly entered Ning Xiaolei's body.

"Today, I, Ning Xiaolei, achieve the Dao Emperor Realm!"

A hearty laugh rang out, and when the flames disappeared, Ning Xiaolei stood up from the ground and waved his fist a few times.

The air seemed to be exploded by his random move, making a loud rumble like thunder.