The more Ning Xiaolei thinks about it, the more frightened he is. Someone and he are scrambling to collect demons and rob his subordinates. Who is the other party?


    Demon clan? Immortal? Or the demons or the Buddhas?


    Ning Xiaolei feels that this kind of thing he must tell Nu Wa as soon as possible is of great importance.


    There may be a major conspiracy.


    Ning Xiaolei''s arrogant attitude directly angered the people in the hall of blood and fire god. As for what he said in reply, he was directly ignored.


    "Good, very good, arrogant boy, today let you know how powerful the eight realms are!"


    The irascible Taylor takes the lead, and a golden fist goes straight to Ning Xiaolei.


    Feeling the powerful breath on the fist, Ning Xiaolei''s face can''t help changing slightly. He casually takes out a seal talisman and throws it out.


    In a flash, the sky was dim, and a stick shadow appeared in the air and fell from the sky.


    "Brother monkey''s talisman?"


    Ning Xiaolei was stunned, his eyes slightly widened.


    But soon, he found out.


    He had used Monkey Sun''s golden cudgel talisman before. His breath and attack method were different from this one.


    And with the shadow falling, Ning Xiaolei also finds that the shadow inside is not a golden cudgel, but a black iron stick.


    "I see. This is the talisman of Yuan Hong''s magic weapon."


    In an instant, Ning Xiaolei thought of the origin of this seal talisman.


    He had an impression of all the treasures he got. One of them was Yuan Hong''s talisman.


    I didn''t expect that he just grabbed one at random and took out this one.


    Yuan Hong''s noumenon is one of the four great monkeys. His skill is as good as sun monkey''s, and his spirit seal is as good as sun monkey''s.


    Although it''s only one thousandth of the total, the breath it sends out at the moment is infinite. After all, it''s nine fold.


    Taylor''s golden fist just came into contact with the shadow of the stick, and then exploded, unable to stop him.


    "How could it be?"


    Below, Taylor, Xuehong Laozu and others face changes one by one, eyes show panic.


    From that stick, they felt the crisis.


    They would never have thought that Ning Xiaolei, in the third stage, should carry such a terrible thing with him.


    "No, run away."


    Find not behind the enemy, blood red ancestor ordered, let his men escape.


    However, many people soon find that they have been locked in by a powerful air engine and are struggling.


    That is to say, Taylor and blood red ancestor in the eight realms were not greatly affected.


    "No, two temple lords, help."


    When they found that they couldn''t run away, many people cried out in panic and looked at Xuehong Laozu and Taylor.


    The two of them, Xuehong Laozu is the leader of this punishment hall, and Taylor is the deputy leader.


    "Damn it, let''s do it together."


    When he found out this, Xuehong cried out angrily. If he and Taylor ran away and let the others be killed, he couldn''t afford the price.


    At that time, even if he survives, he will face endless pursuit from the headquarters.


    As a member of the temple of blood and fire, he knew how terrible the temple of blood and fire was.


    Until the end, he would never give up the Temple branch to escape alone.


    Tyro obviously had the same idea as the blood red ancestor, and did not choose to run away.


    With a roar, Taylor''s body changes and turns into a golden man.


    Outside of him, a virtual shadow of seven or eight meters high appeared, clenched his fist and roared away at the stick shadow falling from the air.


    At the same time, the blood red ancestor summoned a huge ghost, and his breath was not weaker than himself.


    The rest of them also show their own means and attack the bottom of the box. It''s a matter of life and death. They dare not keep anything.