Chapter 842

The ancestor of yijianmen was full of evil spirit, and his strong breath soared into the sky.

Looking at the Centipede's shadow, which spewed countless black air over his head and came straight to him, the cold meaning flashed in his eyes.

With a snort of anger, a huge fist went up.

"Boom!"

In Ning Xiaolei's eyes, there is still a centipede seal talisman with most of the remaining energy, which is smashed directly under his fist.

"Very strong!"

Feng Xiao retreats to Ning Xiaolei, and his eyes flash with fear.

In front of him, the ancestor of yijianmen made him feel better than the later masters.

"Are you three sure to deal with it together?"

Ning Xiaolei looked at fengxiao and asked casually.

Feng Xiao pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly: "it's not an opponent. Every small realm is a world apart. In my middle stage, they are two early stages, but that person gives me a stronger feeling than the general later stage."

"Well, it's tricky!"

Ning Xiaolei nodded, his eyes twinkled slightly, and Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing didn't talk about the soul division seal.

The remaining two one percent spirit charms, one from black bear spirit and the other from jiulingyuansheng.

Black bear spirit and nine spirit yuan saint are not weak among all the big demons in the group.

In particular, Jiuling Yuansheng is extremely powerful.

Their magic weapon, fenglingfu, is certainly not bad, let alone one percent of fenglingfu.

"Invade our Yijian sect and kill our disciples, you deserve to die!"

The ancestor of a sword door low Nan, fierce matchless eyes suddenly locked Ning Xiaolei.

Just now, although he closed the door to refine the magic Qi, he sensed the situation outside with his divine sense, and knew that Ning Xiaolei was the real initiator of this matter.

"Old waste, don't think that I'm afraid of you if people are not ghosts. I'll put my words here. I'll kill you with one sword today."

Ning Xiaolei's eyes twinkled with cold, and he was not afraid of the threat of yijianmen's ancestors.

"You want to die!"

With a snort of anger, the ancestor of yijianmen suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Ning Xiaolei's heart jumped, a sense of crisis rushed to his heart, and quickly flew back.

He just left. Where he was before, the ancestor of yijianmen appeared and grabbed him from the place where his throat was.

Next to the wind Xiao this time just reaction, a palm clapped in the past.

The ancestor of yijianmen disdained it. With a random fist, he would blow fengxiao to vomit blood.

Without looking at Feng Xiao, his figure disappeared again.

"Old man, you're dead."

Ning Xiaolei roars, and Bai Suzhen's soul division seal appears in his hand, crushing it directly.

In silence, a white woman with a smiling face appeared out of thin air.

It seems that I feel that the ancestor of yijianmen is coming, and there are still some blank figures. With a wave of white air, the ancestor of yijianmen is forced to show his body from the void and go back.

"White elder sister, beat him, beat that old thing to death!"

Bai Suzhen's soul appears, and Ning Xiaolei suddenly has the confidence. He points to the sword and shouts.

"Oh, who dares to bully our Lei Xiaoyao after eating dog's gall?"

A cold voice rang out, and Bai Suzhen's eyes suddenly fell on the ancestor of yijianmen.

After feeling the evil spirit all over her body, Bai Suzhen was stunned: "the people of the demons? No, the Terran absorbed the evil spirit! "

With a low voice, a long sword composed of evil Qi appears and cuts to the ancestor of yijianmen.

The forefather of yijianmen was still in shock when he was dismissed just now. Seeing Bai Suzhen's soul splitting attack, he said in a busy voice: "stop now. Who are you? Do we have a misunderstanding?"