778: C778 A Lot of Treasures Make One Feel Good

C778 A Lot of Treasures Make One Feel Good

Ning Xiaolei was still not done with the Divine Palm Talisman of Tathagata.

If you want to kill them, then go extinct. Separating didn't work well together.

He took out more than ten Golden Body Arhat talismans, poured Ning Xiaolei's Demonic Consciousness and activated them in a flash, throwing them out.

Amidst the resplendent golden light, over ten Arhats formed from golden light appeared between the heaven and earth, each holding a golden arhat stick.

Without any hesitation, these arhats smashed down onto the Yidao Sect.

"How dare you! You dare?!"

Yidao Sect Ancestor, Sect Leader and others were quite popular, so not only were these golden men attacking their own sect, they were also attacking various buildings.

They only had enough time to block a portion of it, but the rest wasn't able to block it. At this moment, many parts of the sect had already been destroyed.

"Since you're already here to destroy your Yidao Sect, what can you do if you have more courage?"

Ning Xiaolei laughed crazily and flipped his hand more than ten Vajra Subduing Charm. Don't be too willful.

The more treasures, the better. They would beat the enemy until he had no temper at all.

More than ten Vajra Strength warriors and more than ten golden men had combined. When their energy was exhausted, their Yidao Sect had already been destroyed and turned into a pile of ruins.

As for the disciples under the Sect, quite a few of them were not in the Immortal Realm.

There were also many at the third, fourth, and fifth stages who took the opportunity to be killed by Water Kylin King and the other demon gods.

"Ahh, break for me!"

Yidao Sect Ancestor roared, his eyes blood-red.

Although the building could still be rebuilt, the destruction of the door was equivalent to slapping them hard in the face.

When did his Yidao Sect suffer such a loss?

The enraged Yidao Sect Ancestor could no longer care about preserving his energy, and released his full strength.

"Ancestor, please don't!"

The Yidao Sect Sect Master shouted, his tone was filled with grief and indignation, as he was completely helpless.

The patriarchs of their Yidao Sect were only struggling with their last remaining years. They relied on their slumber to conserve as much life energy as possible to try and live for as long as possible.

However, the explosion now consumed a great deal of his life force. He was afraid that his time was running out.

Once the ancestor perished, even if his Yidao Sect survived, the difference in status would be like heaven and earth.

It was because of the existence of the Ninth Patriarch that his Yidao Sect and Swordgate were on par with those four ancient clans.

But now, their forefathers had been forced to such a state by two young men and a few Demonic Beast.

The power of the Yidao Sect ancestor exploded outwards, causing the coiled dragon's shadow to constantly tremble, and it actually could not continue to descend any further.

At this moment, the Yidao Sect Ancestor was no longer the old man who looked lifeless, but rather a fierce person who could wield a blade and slash the heavens and earth, sun and moon.

"It's just a loss of vitality. Regardless of the outcome of this battle, he will definitely die."

Water Kylin King's voice sounded, as if he had felt Ning Xiaolei's doubt.

Hearing that, Ning Xiaolei nodded as if he had thought of something. No wonder the old man seemed to have suddenly gotten stronger.1

But to turn the tides just like that, it was still not enough!

The corner of his mouth revealed a sneer, Ning Xiaolei and the other two Talisman each had more than ten, and were once again thrown out.

Even if he had to grind them, he would grind this old man to death.

"You're courting death! You're courting death!"

Yidao Sect Ancestor was furious, as he stared at Ning Xiaolei.

At the same time he attacked the coiling dragon, he swung his sword at the sky. The more than ten overlapping palm prints were shattered by his blade.

The effect of the Divine Palm Talisman of Tathagata, a practitioner at the ninth level of cultivation, was almost negligible.

However, it wasn't without a price for Yidao Sect Ancestor to block this attack. Ning Xiaolei clearly saw the light in the eyes of the Yidao Sect ancestor dim a little.

"Is his life force being consumed!?"

Ning Xiaolei's eyes flashed, and threw out another Tathagata Divine Palm Talisman, he wanted to see how many blades this old man could slash.

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