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3With Jin Pengsuo's speed, he managed to reach the Dragon Capital in more than half an hour.    

    

It was late at night, and the world was shrouded in darkness.    

    

However, Ning Xiaolei noticed that the situation this time was different from usual. He was still at the outskirts of Dragon Capital and saw many figures.    

    

Those people were all from cultivator.    

    

"It seems that the activation of the Yan Emperor's Earth Palace has attracted a lot of people!"    

    

Ning Xiaolei sighed, found a place with less people, and stopped Jin Pengsuo.    

    

Originally, he wanted to find a place with no people, but it was very difficult to find. He could only take a step back and choose a place with fewer people.    

    

Seeing that it was actually a rare flying treasure, the surrounding people immediately cried out in alarm. Many people's eyes were filled with curiosity, and there were also quite a few people who revealed signs of greed.    

    

At this moment, everyone's gaze was on Jin Pengsuo, who had landed on the ground. They wanted to know who the person was.    

    

Pushing open Jin Pengsuo's door, Ning Xiaolei slowly walked out and waved his hand to put Jin Pengsuo away.    

    

However, at this moment, he was wearing a white bone cloak and his face was covered by a layer of faint light. No one could see his appearance clearly.    

    

Looking at his appearance, everyone who saw him could not help but frown as their eyes flickered.    

    

Because at this moment, Ning Xiaolei gave off the feeling of Demonic Cultivator.    

    

The hideous skulls atop the cloaks were so astonishing to behold. How could an ordinary Immortal cultivator wear such a cloak?    

    

"May I ask who you're from and where you're from?"    

    

Suddenly, someone opened his mouth and slowly walked towards Ning Xiaolei's direction.    

    

Ning Xiaolei turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe looking at him greedily.    

    

Needless to say, Ning Xiaolei already knew that the other party was after his Jin Pengsuo.    

    

After guessing the other party's intention, Ning Xiaolei could not be bothered to respond to him. He conjured up a black wind and headed straight for the city.    

    

"Stop, I suspect that you are Demonic Cultivator."    

    

Not too far away, someone blocked his path with a face full of ill intentions.    

    

"Right, right, right. Leave after you reveal your identity. Don't be in such a hurry to leave."    

    

The people behind also followed closely, unwilling to let Ning Xiaolei leave.    

    

However, those with discerning eyes all knew that Ning Xiaolei's weird disguise was one thing, but most of them had a bad idea and wanted to snatch that flying treasure.    

    

"Scram, or else don't blame me for being impolite."    

    

Ning Xiaolei was a bit unhappy and his body emitted a cold aura.    

    

"Hehe, are you feeling guilty? Then I can't let you leave."    

    

"Right, right. If we can take a look at your flying magic treasure, perhaps we can consider letting you go."    

    

Not only were they not afraid, they even started to threaten Ning Xiaolei with a weird smile.    

    

Some people were even more direct and suggested that it would be up to Jin Pengsuo.    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

After understanding that these people were not good people, Ning Xiaolei directly took action.    

    

The nine skulls in the white bone cloak on his body lit up one by one and he rushed out with a black gust of wind.    

    

After reaching Half-Immortal Stage, he was already able to completely unleash the power of the white bone cloak.    

    

One moment they were far away, the next moment Ning Xiaolei was in front of one of them.    

    

Under the strength of his Half-Immortal Stage, that man of Mid Lord Stage simply had no time to dodge at all, as he was struck in the chest with a fist.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

The man vomited blood and was sent flying. He crashed onto the ground, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.    

    

Ning Xiaolei ignored him and continued to attack the rest of them.    

    

After a series of explosions, all the people who had the intention of attacking him, Jin Pengsuo, were all knocked to the ground.    

    

Ning Xiaolei did not kill them. These people were only seriously injured and did not die yet.    

    

"A bunch of trash actually dared to have ideas about my treasure. Next time, I won't be so lucky."    

    

With a snort, Ning Xiaolei left in a natural and unrestrained manner. No one dared to stop him anymore.    

    

Amongst the people who fell on the ground, there was one Late Lord Stage. However, even with that level of strength, it was smashed down by Ning Xiaolei's fist.    

    

This made the others understand that Ning Xiaolei was probably someone of Half-Immortal Stage, but if there wasn't someone of such strength at the scene, they naturally wouldn't dare to go forward.