The leader of Panmen turned to look at Zhong Qinglei, feeling extremely nervous.

After meeting Zhong Qinglei, he also saw that Zhong Qinglei went to many battlefields and suffered many serious injuries. Although Zhong Qinglei often acted very timid and hated facing strong enemies, the leader of Panmen knew that he just wanted to be lazy.

When reality requires him to stand up, he will never admit defeat.

When he was injured, he would never be a tough guy who could easily speak.

However, now he actually screamed like a pig slaughter. What is this?

The leader of Pan Sect asked quickly: "Mr. Zhong, what's wrong with you? Did the powerful Danhui poison you?"

"You poisoned me!" Zhong Qinglei's muscles on his face spasmed, and his whole body was trembling constantly. He gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard, don't you know I am a demon cultivator? He actually poured the immortal power into my body. Do you want me to die?"

There is no doubt that the influx of immortal power has caused great damage to Zhong Qinglei's body.

If his body had not become much stronger after the power of the altar and the immortal pills, he would have been dead.

The leader of Panmen was shocked and quickly retracted his hand and said, "Is that true? Sorry, I forgot this."

But the leader of Pan Sect had just stopped, and Zhong Qinglei's strength was not enough.

The demonic aura he emitted almost became transparent.

The fortress under their feet also vibrated again.

Look at that, if the fortress can last for ten seconds, they will be lucky.

Zhong Qinglei's face changed again and again, then he gritted his teeth and gave up and said, "Try it! Master Panmen, lend me the energy!"

The leader of Pan Sect was not polite to Zhong Qinglei and directly input energy.

At the same time, he shouted to the monks of Panmen: "Everyone! No matter whether you have the strength of the Dao Realm or above, come back to me. You don't need to fight, you just need to lend all your energy to Mr. Zhong for use."

Zhong Qinglei had already suffered tremendous pain when he was instilled by the energy of the leader of Pan Sect.

After hearing the words of the Pan Sect Master, his face changed and he said in a frightened manner: "President Pan Sect Master, what do you want to do?"

While instilling immortal power into Zhong Qinglei's body, the leader of Pan Sect replied: "Mr. Zhong, you know what I want to do. Although cultivators below the Dao Realm cannot participate in this level of battle, they lend you energy to use, and at least they can exert a little spare heat."

"Your uncle!" Zhong Qinglei was so angry that he burst into pieces.

You should know that even if the only one who takes action is a cultivator below the Dao Realm, the pain that Zhong Qinglei endured will not be reduced in half, and the result of the conflict between immortal power and magic power cannot be changed!

However, he is unable to change anything now.

Either being supported by immortal power or being killed by strong people from the Danhui Association.

So when the leader of Pan Sect asked Zhong Qinglei if he would continue to instill energy, Zhong Qinglei gritted his teeth and said, "Come on!"

As a large number of monks from Panmen instilled energy into Zhong Qinglei again, Zhong Qinglei could emit a rich demonic energy to protect the fortress.

Outside the fortress, the strong men of the Danhui have already discovered that the situation is wrong.
Chapter completed!