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The Blood-Red Ancestor and Tyro took action to deal with the injured Yun Ming.

Ning Xiaolei looked at it for a while and found that it didn't seem to be that easy to win.

After all, Yun Ming was at the late eighth level, and his injuries were not as serious as expected.

At this moment, he was attacking with all his strength, and the Blood-Red Ancestor and Tyro had to be careful for fear of being injured.

"Hmph, you loser, give me all your strength. As long as you don't die, I can save you."

Ning Xiaolei snorted and looked at the Blood-Red Ancestor and Taro with dissatisfaction.

If he couldn't take it anymore, if it took too long and attracted too many people's attention, how could he act secretly?

Hearing this, the Blood-Red Ancestor and Tyro did not dare to neglect, and attacked with all their strength, and the battle instantly became fierce.

Ning Xiaolei didn't even look at it, and released the Water Qilin King to help him fight.

"That unicorn demon spirit in the secret realm?"

Yun Ming was slightly stunned, a little dazed.

The Water Qilin King hummed: "What do you want from me?"

"No, you are not a demon spirit. Demon spirits are unconscious."

Hearing King Shui Qilin speak, Yunming shook his head vigorously and denied.

The Water Qilin King didn't bother to explain, so he joined forces with the Blood-Red Ancestor and Tai Luo to kill Yunming and retreat.

In just a moment, Yun Ming was struck in the chest by a bloody talisman from the Blood Red Ancestor, exploding a large piece of flesh and blood.

"Damn it, Bloody, Taylor, the headquarters will not let you go. If you stop now, this special envoy..."

"Too much nonsense, die!"

Taylor snorted and punched Yun Ming on the head. Stars shot out of his eyes, and he was almost killed by the claw of the Water Qilin King.

Startled, Yun Ming did not dare to be distracted anymore and responded with all his strength while looking for an opportunity to escape.

He had already been severely injured, and now facing two eighth-level monsters and one monster comparable to a seventh-level monster, he couldn't hold on for long.

Seeing that he really couldn't convince the Blood-Red Ancestor and Tyro, he already thought of retreating.

After recovering from the injury and reporting it to the headquarters, it would not be too late to come back to settle the score with these two people.

"You want to run away? You can't run away!"

Ning Xiaolei and Ao Xueer were watching the show and saw all the expressions on Yun Ming's face.

After rummaging for a moment, Ning Xiaolei took out a large bowl of magic weapon sealing talisman and threw it out.

With a flash of light, the three combatants plus the Water Qilin King were all trapped inside.

Seeing this scene, Yun Ming's expression suddenly changed. His intuition told him that this big bowl of shadow was not that simple.

After being slapped on the back by the Water Qilin King, Yun Ming took advantage of the situation and flew out, punching the big bowl of light mask hard.

But what surprised him was that the mask only became lighter and did not disappear.

"Ugh, damn!"

Yun Ming was furious. He was actually tricked by a little guy at the late fourth level.

Ning Xiaolei curled his lips and looked at Yun Ming inside, looking like he was in need of a beating because of what he could do to me. He almost made Yun Ming angry to death.

At this time, the Blood-Red Ancestor and Taylor flew over and attacked Yunming again.

After realizing that he was cornered, the furious Yun Ming could no longer care about anything else and turned back to kill.

The Blood-Red Ancestor and Tyro were also unequivocal. They killed each other until their flesh and blood flew everywhere, and they didn't take it seriously when they were bombarded again and again until they vomited blood.

The Water Qilin King looked at the opportunity to attack, leaving scars on Yun Ming's body.

The battle lasted for nearly half an hour. The Blood-Red Ancestor and Tai Luo fought hard and suffered heavy losses, knocking Yun Ming to the point of dying.

"Not bad, I'm very satisfied with your performance this time."

Ning Xiaolei nodded and threw a small yellow pill to each of them without hesitation.

As long as you sincerely serve him, he will still be willing to give up some pills.

Seeing that it was this kind of elixir that could heal their injuries instantly, the Blood-Red Ancestor and Taylor were overjoyed and hurriedly thanked them.

Ning Xiaolei smiled and said nothing. He rolled up the injured Yun Ming and disappeared with everyone.