"Yanhuang, do you really think I dare not kill you?"
Hearing Murong Zhengzhen's words, Ning Xiaolei's eyes in the distance show a cold and merciless killing intention.
He didn't expect that these people in Yanhuang department didn't intend to let him go, and said that they should be punished for their crimes.
The tiger doesn't get angry. They really think he's a sick cat.
That day, if Ning Xiaolei didn't want to, he would have destroyed Yanhuang by himself.
In order to let him set up a sect, the big demons in the group gave him so much money, which was not so simple.
And these four forces are even more damned. If they can't find him, they come to bachongmen to vent their anger.
If he hadn't just arrived today, the eight gates would have been destroyed today.
Looking at Yanhuang's posture, it's obvious that he doesn't want to take care of it.
The more he thinks about it, the more angry he is. Ning Xiaolei is furious in his heart. He wants to go and kill all these guys right away.
"The eight gates shield Ning Xiaolei and punish him for the same crime. We won't take care of this matter today. Even if they let you go, the Yanhuang Department won't let you go."
At this time, Murong Zhengzhen spoke again and pronounced the death sentence of bazhongmen.
Up to Xu Donglai and down to ordinary disciples, all of them turned pale and despairing after hearing this.
Even some timid disciples and female disciples could not help crying.
In the cultivation world, Yanhuang is heaven, not to mention the four forces.
Can we say that their eight gates will be doomed today, and all of them will die today?
For a time, people's laments soared to the sky, and many people even directly scolded Ning Xiaolei.
If it wasn't for Ning Xiaolei, they would not have been in such a disaster.
"Shut up, all of you. Elder Xiaolei has realized the cultivation method of eight fold seal magic gate and passed it on to our eight fold gate. It's a great kindness. We have to repay it."
With a roar, Xu Donglai interrupted the comments of his disciples.
Then he looked at the four major forces and Yanhuang people, and his mouth was full of sarcasm: "Oh, why don't elder Lei come to us? The so-called four major forces and Yanhuang department are just like this in my opinion, ha ha ha!"
"Presumptuous, dare to insult my Yanhuang department, believe me to destroy you?" Murong Zhengzhen couldn't hang on his face and let out an angry roar.
"Just you, it's not worth carrying my shoes!" Xu Donglai glanced at Murong Zhengzhen with disdain, showing a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
Now that he has mastered the fourth level of eight seal magic, he has the confidence to easily sweep the same level.
It's just Murong Zhengzhen. He doesn't care.
"Well, well, in that case, let's bury the eight gates today. Let's do it together."
Murong is really angry in the eyes, transfer to the side of Ji Yun with others.
Although Ji Yuntong and others wanted to see the opera, they were afraid of the blame of the emperor of the Dragon capital behind the Yanhuang department, and finally decided to do it.
"Bachongmen, fight to the death with me. If they want to destroy us, they can't make it better."
Xu Donglai stares at Murong Zhengzhen and others with fierce eyes.
If he could, of course, he didn't want the eight gates to perish, but he knew that the eight Gates had no choice.
"If you have guts, I'll take you on the road."
Murong Zhengzhen let out a roar of laughter, and he was ready to start.
At this moment, there was a roar from the far sky. Then there was a roar: "who dares?"
It's Ning Xiaolei, not others.
How can he see that the eight gates are destroyed under his eyes.