Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

In the sight of the others, a huge bead, or more or less a round dome, appeared in the sky.

However, this round cover seemed very illusory and not real. The mirage-like images inside kept flashing by.

The master of the Blood Curse Sect seemed lost inside and even forgot to escape.

"Water Qilin King, seize the opportunity and kill him."

Ning Xiaolei shouted urgently, and as he expected, the master of the Blood Curse Sect was trapped.

It's just that with the seventh-level strength of the Blood Curse Sect Master, I don't know how long he can be trapped. If he wastes time and lets him run away, wouldn't it be a useless effort.

The Water Qilin King nodded, how could he miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

With a low roar, behind the Water Qilin King, the ten thousand-foot-long shadow appeared again between heaven and earth.

The huge unicorn shadow lowered its head, swallowed the master of the Blood Curse Sect in one gulp, and pulled him back into the body of the Water Qilin King.

Vaguely, Ning Xiaolei seemed to see huge chains tying the figure of the master of the Blood Curse Sect tightly.

But soon, Ning Xiaolei discovered that the figure of the master of the Blood Curse Sect had not disappeared and was still in the same place.

Then what is that guy who looks exactly like the master of the Blood Curse Sect that we just saw?

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Ning Xiaolei suddenly discovered that the leader of the Blood Curse Sect, who was standing in the air just now, suddenly fell over and fell down.

Ning Xiaolei flashed over and was shocked to find that the leader of the Blood Curse Sect had completely lost his life.

Without the suppression, the poisonous gas and fire poison in the main body of the Blood Curse Sect were released, and soon the main body of the Blood Curse Sect was turned into a pool of yellow, green and red blood.

"I directly pulled out his soul and swallowed it into my belly. This is my unique magical power."

As if knowing that Ning Xiaolei would definitely ask, the Water Qilin King simply explained directly.

Ning Xiaolei was slightly stunned and asked curiously: "So, his soul is already dead?"

"Not yet. He is stronger than me. It will take some time to refine, but he will definitely not be able to escape."

The Water Qilin King shook his head and explained.

Ning Xiaolei said he understood and didn't ask any more questions, saying: "Help kill those scum fish below that are not dead yet!"

The four demon gods nodded and quickly flew down to take action. In a short time, they killed all the people in the Blood Curse Sect.

At this point, the battle has come to an end, and it’s time to win the treasure.

The strength of the Blood Curse Sect is pretty good, and there should be no shortage of treasures.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is righteous, and the young monk is grateful to the benefactor for his kindness."

The old monk who had blocked the way before and was at the mid-sixth level of strength came over and expressed his gratitude to Ning Xiaolei.

Ning Xiaolei took a look and realized that the old monk was not hypocritical. He smiled and said: "It's a trivial matter. I was the first to offend the Blood Curse Sect, so it was destroyed easily."

The old monk was stunned for a moment, then smiled more and said: "In any case, I would like to thank the donor for cleaning up the cancer of the Blood Curse Sect in Nanya, but the donor still needs to be careful."

"What do you mean?" Ning Xiaolei frowned and looked at the old monk in confusion.

He didn't know about the ancestor of the Blood Curse Sect. At that time, the Valley Master of the Ghost King Valley just told him that the Blood Curse Sect might have the eighth level in charge.

In Ning Xiaolei's opinion, that eighth level was a vampire who had been killed by him before.

"Although the Blood Curse Sect has wiped out all the disciples from the sect master down to the ordinary disciples, this move also involves an ancestor with early-stage strength at the eighth level. He has not been seen today. He is expected to be away. If he knows that the benefactor has destroyed the Blood Curse Sect, I’m afraid I won’t let it go.”

The old monk didn't hide anything and explained to Ning Xiaolei truthfully.

Hearing this, Ning Xiaolei was slightly surprised: "Isn't the eighth level of the Blood Curse Sect that vampire?"

"Of course not. We were also very surprised by that vampire. The real support of the Blood Curse Sect is the Blood-Red Ancestor from the early eighth level."

The old monk smiled and shook his head. As a local force, he still knew some things.