Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

In the demon refining pot, Ning Xiaolei and Qianxun Huyue appeared.

Looking at the strange scene in front of her, Qianxun Huyue asked warily: "Where is this place?"

"You should be familiar with it, Tianhu!"

Ning Xiaolei looked at Qianxun Huyue with a smile. It was so cool to subdue the Sky Fox Demon Spirit so easily!

"Well, how do you know my identity?"

After hearing Ning Xiaolei's words, Qianxun Huyue's expression suddenly changed. She held Ning Xiaolei's arm and twisted it, then turned her palm and slapped Ning Xiaolei's waist and ribs suddenly.

Ning Xiaolei had been on guard against this girl for a long time, and suppressed her with a thought.

This is the demon refining pot, which is just a matter of a thought to him.

Before her palm fell, Qianxun Huyue was suppressed and unable to move, and only her eyes were spinning around.

Ning Xiaolei pulled out his hand with a smile, stood opposite Qianxun Huyue, looked at her face, and said, "Even if I know your true identity, I don't have to take action so quickly!"

"Let me go, who are you and what have you done to me?"

Qianxun Huyue screamed, her fox-like eyes full of fear.

He's obviously just a kid in the mid-level fifth level, but why is he unable to move?

You know, her current cultivation level is at the mid-eighth level.

"I told you not to rush. Take a look here first. Does it feel familiar?"

Ning Xiaolei shook his head speechlessly, not calm at all, why are you yelling!

At this time, light and shadow flashed beside Ning Xiaolei, and Ling'er appeared out of thin air.

Looking at Ling'er blankly, Qianxun Huyue was stunned and said in disbelief: "Ling Zun?"

"How did you recover your memory in advance?" Ling'er frowned, her face full of doubts, and she was also a little confused.

Could it be said that Tianhu did not die in ancient times?

That's not right. If it were at its peak, how could Tianhu only have this level of cultivation?

Seeing Linger's arrival, Ning Xiaolei let go of Qianxun Huyue and said with a smile: "Little fox, come and meet the Demon Lord!"

"You, Demon Lord?"

Qianxun Huyue's eyes widened, and then she curled her lips: "You are not the demon lord, you are just a big liar."

"I……"

Ning Xiaolei was speechless, it was really like this, he just tricked this stupid fox into it.

Ignoring Ning Xiaolei anymore, Qianxun Huyue said to Ling'er: "Lingzun, I finally see you again. It's great. Is this the Demon Refining Pot? Let me tell you why I feel so comfortable when I come in!"

Qianxun Huyue looked around in surprise, extremely happy.

After a while, she explained to Ling'er why she recovered her memory early.

According to Qianxun Huyue, in that ancient battle, she, like the other demon gods, completely perished and has been sleeping in the Land of Ten Thousand Demons.

Ning Xiaolei's eyes lit up slightly when he heard the words "Ten Thousand Monsters Jedi".

He seemed to remember that Kurosawa Chirei once got a demon fox tail there and obtained the magic inherited by the demon clan.

At this moment, the demon fox tail was thrown inside his storage bracelet.

At that time, Ning Xiaolei came because he was worried about Kurosawa Chiling's escape method.

But later on, there was never much time, and Ning Xiaolei didn't practice, so he gradually forgot about it.

It was only now that he heard Qianxun Huyue talking about it that he remembered it.

The next moment, a fluffy demon fox tail appeared, and Ning Xiaolei looked at Qianxun Huyue.

"Little fox, is this yours?"

"Hey, this is the only thing that survived my previous life. It was taken away by a woman decades ago. Why is it here with you?"

Qianxun Huyue stared at Ning Xiaolei with wide eyes.

Ning Xiaolei didn't hide it, and said with a smile: "She gave it to me to save her life. Don't talk about this, tell me how you restored your memory."