Chapter 915

With the skypeep, things are much easier.

In just a few days, Ning Xiaolei, with four murderers, plundered more than a dozen envoys all the way, and all kinds of resources he got piled up like a mountain.

Ning Xiaolei is breaking through the space of refining demon pot at the moment.

Countless resources are refined by him, transformed into pure energy, absorbed by him.

Gradually, his breath became deeper and deeper, and finally he could not grow any more.

"Break it for me!"

With a roar, Ning Xiaolei runs all the evil spirit and rushes towards the bottleneck of the Empire.

It's just obvious that the imperial realm will not be so easy to break through, otherwise the imperial realm in this world will not be so few.

Ning Xiaolei is not disheartened, repeatedly impact, the East emperor by his operation to the extreme.

The impact is accompanied by pain, the meridians in the body. In his constant impact, several of them are damaged, and the blood seeps through the skin.

"Break it, break it for me!"

Ning Xiaolei roars. It's such a time, but it's not broken.

Time, has not allowed him to wait slowly.

If you want to see the big demons chatting with him in the group, they may be fighting a bloody battle now. Ning Xiaolei can't suppress his inner impatience.

However, the bottleneck of the Empire was more difficult than he expected. Although there were signs of rupture, it was still not completely broken.

"My goal is to be a saint. How can the emperor stop me?"

Ning Xiaolei roars, blood red eyes, suddenly drum up all the evil spirit in the body, launched a shock again.

Angry, he didn't realize that the evil spirit was rampant, which had exceeded the load of the meridians. After the evil spirit, the meridians were full of cracks, and even directly disconnected in several places.

When Ning Xiaolei found out, it was too late, and the extremely severe pain filled his whole body.

Blood gushed out of his skin and dyed him into a bloody man.

It's fatal for anyone to cut off the meridians. Ning Xiaolei opens his mouth and spews out blood, and his breath becomes extremely dispirited.

"Xiao Lei, what's the matter with you? Stop it

Next to worry about looking at Ning Xiaolei's Lin Yumeng several women scared, rushed over.

Several big demon gods, also all gathered around, eyes full of worry.

The imperial realm should not be attacked like this. It needs chance.

"Leave me alone, I'm fine!"

Without waiting for a few girls to come, Ning Xiaolei waved to them not to get close, gritted his teeth and forced them to sit up straight.

Channel cut off, this is Ning Xiaolei didn't expect before, but he didn't want to admit his fate.

The East emperor's Sutra, once again, works. If the meridians are broken, it will be broken completely, taking the body as the pulse.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his heart, and Ning Xiaolei directly implemented it according to his own idea at the next moment, abruptly breaking the remaining meridians in his body.

The emperor's Scripture is running, the sun is burning, and Ning Xiaolei takes himself as the oven.

The broken meridians and blood were forced to be refined by him and integrated into the flesh and blood.

In a twinkling of an eye, it was more than ten hours. Ning Xiaolei was covered with the burning sun, and there was no movement.

All the women, the major demons and gods, Zhao Xiaoshu and others were all around and worried.

At this time, Ning Xiaoyue suddenly called out: "look, the flame around my brother is going to die out."

Smell speech, everyone is busy to see, sure enough see those burning sun real fire, as if by a huge phagocytic force, quickly entered Ning Xiaolei body.

"Today, I'd rather Xiaolei prove the realm of the emperor!"

A hearty laugh rang out. When the fire disappeared, Ning Xiaolei stood up from the ground and waved his fists.

The air seemed to be blasted by his random action, making a loud rumble like thunder.