Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

A month passed quickly, and the Dong sisters, Zhao Xiaoshu and Guan Yun, all mastered their own fusion spells.

Dong Xuan'er also quickly mastered the Dark Abyss Black Flame Armor under Ning Xiaolei's guidance.

Of course, Ning Xiaolei also learned it himself.

This is also an earth-level mid-level spell, but it is defensive.

As the name suggests, when this spell is cast, a layer of abyssal black flame armor will condense outside the body, which is far more durable than an ordinary protective shield.

But except for Dong Xuan'er, they actually didn't let Ning Xiaolei know their spells, but spent more time mastering them themselves.

Ning Xiaolei didn't mind, everyone has their own choice.

In addition to the Black Flame Armor of the Underworld, during this period, he practiced all the spells in the pile of jade slips he obtained.

Not only the spells, but also the martial arts have not fallen behind.

If he were to fight someone now, he could come up with a bunch of offensive and defensive methods at will.

However, although there are many, there are only a few that really hit the bottom of the box.

"It's almost time. It's time for the people from the Eighth Gate to leave!"

On this day, Ning Xiaolei stood up and murmured.

He was preparing to leave here, and he had to fulfill the instructions of the Pavilion Master of Tianyahai Pavilion.

Ning Xiaolei was extremely curious about the person who had practiced the Sea Searching Art and had contact with him.

"If they don't know how to appreciate it, let them know that we are not that easy to mess with."

Zhao Xiaoshu stood up, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

As early as a few days ago, he activated the dragon soul in the Golden Dragon Sword.

If he seizes the opportunity, a practitioner of the second level of Immortal Realm can also kill with one strike.

"Haha, yes, I am not what I was back then."

Guan Yun laughed loudly and mastered the fusion spell taught by Ning Xiaolei. This guy was full of confidence.

In addition to fusion spells, he also learned a set of sword skills and a top-level Xuan-level spell at Tianya Hai Pavilion.

It's not that there are no earth-level spells, it's just that with his current strength in the semi-immortal realm, he simply cannot exert the power of earth-level spells.

Hearing that he was about to leave, the others flew over one by one.

Arriving in front of the killing formation, Ning Xiaolei said, "I'll go in and take a look first."

This time, he did not ask the Tie Xuan Divine Turtle for the turtle shell of their old ancestor, but used the magic of the Black Turtle Divine Armor.

But to Ning Xiaolei's surprise, it was extremely difficult to get in, but there was no danger when he got out.

"This formation is quite mysterious."

With a murmur, Ning Xiaolei returned, explained the situation to everyone, and asked them to follow.

After exiting the killing array, they entered the illusion array.

Similarly, the phantom formation that almost made them all fall into it when they came in, turned out to be of little power when it came out.

Within the phantom formation, they found the Eight Layer Sect and the Leiyun Sect disciples who were still trapped inside.

Except for one young man with fairyland strength, Ning Xiaolei found that everyone else had lost their lives.

They had been in the ruins for more than a month, which meant that these people had also stayed in the phantom formation for more than a month.

It's strange that he's still alive after not eating or drinking for such a long time.

After all, trapped in the illusion formation, it is impossible for them to use their skills to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and replenish the energy needed by their bodies.

"Forget it, save his life!"

Ning Xiaolei shook his head mockingly, took out a piece of dream grass and stuffed it into the mouth of the young man with the strength of the fairyland.

After a while, the young man was shocked and suddenly came back to his senses.

"W-where is this, why am I here?"

The young man kept mumbling, and then slowly turned his attention to Ning Xiaolei and others.

"This is the illusion formation, I saved you." Ning Xiaolei said calmly.

After a pause, the young man's eyes gradually brightened, and he obviously wanted to remember what happened before.

Hearing that it was Ning Xiaolei who saved him, he hurriedly said: "I won't thank you enough for your kindness. I'm Chu Jia of the eighth level gate."