Ming Lei was still in sadness. When he suddenly heard this sentence, it was like adding insult to snow. His mood was ups and downs, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Ye Ning frowned, and he felt that Feng Chuge seemed to be too much. If Xuan Feng could be killed, Ye Ning agreed. After all, the Nine Jue Yin Corpse Pearl is too vicious and contrary to the heavens. However, the impression left by the Ming Lei for Ye Ning was not bad, but rather felt quite pitiful.

Thinking of this, Ye Ning was determined to save Ming Lei's life. He looked up and said, "Fellow Daoist Feng, Ming Lei has no cause of death, so why not open the net?"

"Open the net?" Feng Chuge smiled and said, "Is Fellow Daoist Ye joking? The cultivation world has always been a prey of the weak. If the two elders Xuanming dare to provoke Feng, they must be prepared to be killed by Feng! Could it be that they are allowed to kill Feng, and Feng cannot kill them?"

Ye Ning smiled bitterly, Feng Chuge said it well.

The two elders of Xuanming came in a fierce momentum and wanted to snatch their magic weapon without saying a word, so there was a place to die.

When it was really time to reach the critical moment of life and death, Ming Lei seemed to see it openly and said, "Haha, life is not as good as death, what's the pleasure of death? This guy doesn't need to say much, I admit it! Haha, if I guess correctly, you are Feng Chuge, the most mysterious of Butian Sect! Poor I didn't recognize it until this time, damn, damn!"

Feng Chuge said, "Okay! Get ready. Since you have this enlightenment, Feng will give you another way."

Ming Lei looked happy and said, "Which road?"

After all, no one is willing to die with the hope of life. Even ordinary people have the idea of ​​survival, let alone a monk who has cultivated to the great saints. The higher his cultivation level, the stronger his desire to survive!

"It's very simple, please accept him as your main!"

Feng Chuge pointed his hand at Ye Ning.

Ye Ning looked shocked. He never expected Feng Chuge to propose this condition.

Ming Lei's face was even more unpredictable, sometimes white and sometimes red, and I don't know what he was thinking. After all, he is a great saint. If he recognizes a early-stage saint monk as his master, wouldn't he become a laughing stock in the Qingluo Great 6 cultivation world? If so, it's better to die than to live.

Feng Chuge said: "Is it difficult to choose? You should thank Feng for this wonderful idea! Although Fellow Daoist Ye is just a saint, with your combat power, it is probably difficult to take him down! Feng dares to assert that within a hundred years, or even shorter time, Fellow Daoist Ye is enough to be in the immortal class, and what about you?"

Ming Lei looked surprised and said, "In a hundred years, he will transform into an immortal?! How is this possible! He is just the initial stage of the saint's cultivation. How can he cross the gap between immortals and mortals in such a short time?"

"Haha." Feng Chuge smiled and said, "Why would Feng read countless people wrong? In time, even Feng would rely on the breath of fellow Taoist Ye to survive, let alone you? Your qualifications are average. If you don't have strong perseverance, it would be difficult for you to advance to a saint! Now, with such an opportunity to jump into the dragon gate in front of you, don't you know how to cherish it?"

Feng Chuge said it right. The only advantage of Ming Lei is that he is tough and has strong perseverance. Such people are either the dragon among people or will be completely submerged.

Ye Ning didn't say anything, it would be a good thing if he could really accept the Nether Thunder. The Nightmare Clan is about to be born, and if there is a great saint in the Disillusionment Sect, he can be safe without worries.

After a while, Ming Lei said firmly: "Okay! I agree!" He was a straightforward person. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned over and bowed to Ye Ning and said respectfully: "Old slave Ming Lei, pay homage to the master."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!