Seeing that Ning Xiaolei has been throwing all kinds of seal characters like garbage, the old man of yidaomen gradually despair.

Not only him, but also the whole yidaomen is in a state of collapse at the moment.

If the opponent is on their own strength, at least they can rely on human life to fight.

But now, they simply can't get close to each other's body, can only face the continuous attack, unwilling at the same time, full of deep helplessness.

In the face of such opponents, it seems that there is no good way except to be beaten.

"Why, why!"

The owner of Yidao sect roars and is so hateful. Why is it like this?

Why do they have such an opponent?

No one gives them an answer. Ning Xiaolei won't answer. He just wants to bury yidaomen.

In secret territory, he United yijianmen to attack Zhao Xiaoshu and others. Yidaomen violated his bottom line and was sentenced to death.

Under the attack of Fu Zhuan and the demons, there are serious casualties in Yidao gate.

Looking around, there are blood bodies everywhere, and many people have been blown to fly ash.

The flame is burning around jueshen mountain, the smoke is rolling into the sky, and the helpless cry makes the whole picture feel sad.

However, Ning Xiaolei didn't regret and sympathize.

Leave these people, maybe one day it will be the people of his ten thousand demon sect, and the practitioners over there.

The invasion of yijianmen is just the beginning. Who can guarantee that yidaomen will not follow the action after a period of time.

Since Ning Xiaolei is here, he will not let these two sects go.

As for the wind demon, ye Yin, Musashi and Beichen, their performance depends.

However, since these four families have been handed down from ancient times, they will certainly make a wise choice with their reasons.

At least in the secret place, there was only one guy named Musashi Shousi who took part in the fight. Later, this guy didn't take part in the fight. After the king of Huoguang brought people to the secret place, he directly chose to run away.

"Oh, break it for me!"

The ancestor of yidaomen raised his head to the sky and roared. He put all his strength into his hand and cut it on the panlongguai.

In the roaring sound, most of the dull panlongguai was blasted away.

The powerful waves were rolling wildly around, and a series of miserable voices rang out.

The elder of yidaomen was also affected by the shock wave and made a short mistake.

At this time, the pestle suddenly smashed down and hit a dodgy eight heavy head.

"No!"

In the tragic voice, although unwilling, the eight heavy finally failed to escape the fall of the end.

Smash to death a eight heavy, pound medicine pestle last strength depletion, turn into a burst of light, slowly dissipate.

The remaining two eight heavy breathed a sigh of relief, just a little bit, the fall may be them.

Seeing that the two strongest attacks all disappeared, the remnant of yidaomen finally showed their joy and blocked them.

Does this also mean that he can counterattack with one shot.

At the moment, there are nine elders, two eight elders, seven masters and dozens of six masters in Yidao sect.

This kind of strength, if the other side does not have the powerful means, certainly can kill easily.

Just as everyone in yidaomen was thinking like this, a fierce cough suddenly rang out.

Following the voice, the figure of their ancestors fell into the eyes.

However, at the moment, people were shocked to see that their ancestors were dead, almost without any breath of life.

Without giving everyone a chance to come back, the ancestor of yidaomen gave a bitter laugh and fell back like a jade pillar.