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Chapter nine hundred and eighty closing the door to kill (1)

The fire surged into the sky, inside the palace.

Not far from Mingqi Palace, an explosion sounded.

Immediately afterwards, several figures soared into the sky, and the power of the swells was swelling.

"Since you're here, don't think about leaving!"

Su Dong's cold voice echoed in the night sky. How many people were suddenly alarmed!

"Go, go quickly!"

Several black shadows shouted loudly.

Their plan to assassinate Su Dong tonight was completely failed.

They could never imagine that Su Dong had set up a game waiting for them.

They finally found Su Dong's location, and just happened to take action, and a group of powerful demon cultivators rushed out from all directions!

That's right, it's a magic cultivator!

These martial masters from Feng Yu Country are so shocked that they are not possessed.

Who would have thought that the palace of Qingtian Kingdom was actually a gathering place for demon cultivators?

At this moment, they tried their best to escap.

The speed of Wu Zun was extremely fast. If it weren't for the moment when Su Dong appeared, he would have unfolded the long-prepared bonding formation. At this moment, they would have escaped from the palace long ago!

But even so, these martial masters still fled in a scattered light.

It's almost time to escape completely!

When the Saint of Dark Yuan saw this scene, his expression changed slightly, but he smiled.

"It's not boring!"

In an instant, the figure of the Saint of Dark Yuan disappeared.

In Mingqi Hall, a group of demon cultivators also stood in all corners of Mingqi Hall.

In this case, even a fly cannot be separated.

Although the Saint of the Dark Yuan left, Nangong Xing still found out in pain. He still did not dare to make any moves.

But at this moment, Nangong Xing suddenly felt the light of the formation supporting him flashing suddenly.

Immediately, Nangong Xing disappeared into the formation.

When it appeared again, Nangong Xing suddenly discovered that the formation suddenly turned into a blood-red color.

At this time, Liang Geng was playing with the long sword in his hand. More than a dozen demon cultivators appeared around him and looked at Nangong Xing with a wicked smile.

"You have changed the formation!"

Nangong Xing was furious and said gritting his teeth.

Liang Geng smiled and said, "Of course. You are too stupid. Since I have been in control of this place for so long, how could there be no change in the slightest? Do you think I am really the guard of your Qingtian Kingdom? Haha, let me tell you. I have made changes to all the authentic secret doors in the entire palace. Just to prevent you, the remnants of the Nangong family, from coming back to cause trouble. I really didn't expect that you, the deputy master of the Fifteenth Hall, was actually the remnants of the Nangong family. If I report this, your entire Fifteenth Hall would be destroyed.

It seems that your hall master has a problem. Master Yeying Hall, hum, what is his origin?

Nangong Xing still struggled forcibly, but the blood-colored formation was like a spider web stuck to his body, tightly bound him.

Not only is it impossible for Nangong Xing to stand up, it is impossible for Nangong Xing to stand up.

In a loud voice, Nangong Xingdao: "Liang Geng, don't forget. Your life and death are still in my hands. You are very poisonous!" Liang Geng smiled and said, "Yes. I was caught by you. You forced me to eat the poison. Just want to control me like this. This is a very low-level method among demon cultivators. I really hate it. I don't know what your poison is. But I believe that you can't move in my hands. My poison will definitely not be able to attack. Wait until I send you to the top and help me detoxify with the strength of the elders. You must be very easy. You are dead, the remnants of the Nangong family!"

Liang Geng laughed loudly, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth.

After waved his hand, the demon cultivator beside Liang Geng walked towards Nangong.

At this time, Nangong Xing's mood had already reached the bottom!

He never expected that things would develop to this point.

Seeing several ugly demon cultivators coming, Nangong Xing knew deeply what would be waiting for him.

This time, he may not have any luck again and will become a skeleton and escape!

Gripping his teeth, Nangong Xing began to make the final struggle. He even reversed his qi and blood, and was ready to explode!

Just at this moment of life and death, suddenly, a breeze blew by.

Before Liang Geng and Nangong Xing could react, they saw that the demon cultivators in front of them were all standing still.

A small hole appeared at the center of his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, a drop of blood flowed out. His eyes were dull, as if some force was directly pierced through the head.

Liang Geng saw something wrong and said loudly: "What's going on? Why are you standing there?"

As he said that, Liang Geng walked up and pushed it gently.

Suddenly, the person who was pushed to the ground began to shatter all over his body, as if it had broken from the inside of his body, and it completely broke up as soon as it touched.

"this!"

Liang Geng exclaimed.

But as soon as his voice started, another strong wind came.

With a puff, a heavy sword directly penetrated Liang Geng through his chest and nailed him to the wall.

As footsteps sounded, Nangong Xing widened his eyes and looked shocked.

Seeing this sword, he had already guessed who it was.

Sure enough, Lu Fan's figure came into view. Nangong Xing shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You're still here!"

Lu Fan said: "You can't really let you take risks alone. Now it seems that I'm right here. Do you know how many people are in this tunnel? I've killed a group of people!" Lu Fan said it lightly, but Nangong Xing smiled bitterly.

Liang Geng recognized Lu Fan, and while squirting blood, he begged for mercy: "Master of Night Hall, please let me go. I am willing to give you everything, including life and loyalty!"

Lu Fan waved his hand at Liang Geng and said calmly: "Just life is enough!"

Suddenly, Liang Geng's expression was frozen in place. As soon as the demonic energy on his body lit up, it stopped abruptly. A thin line appeared on his neck, and then his head fell to the ground.

With a move, the sword without a sharp sword fell back into his hand.

Lu Fan looked at Nangong Xingdao, who was bound by the formation: "Do you need help? Have you found anything?"

Nangong Xingdao: "I haven't seen anything yet. Damn it, there are too many demon cultivators in Mingqi Palace. Everyone has the peak of Tiangang. But we can't get in. This formation has been changed and I'm afraid it won't be used. Pull me out!"

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it just the peak of Tiangang?"

Nangong Xingdao: "Yes, there are so many 10 or 20 people. There was also the Saint of Dark Yuan guarding there, but she seemed to be led away by someone."

Lu Fan nodded and said, "I understand. Stay still and don't move, I'll repair the formation!"

Nangong Xing was shocked when he heard this, "Can you still repair the formation?"

Lu Fan smiled and said, "My level is average. But it will!"

As he said this, the phantom of the Nine Dragon Xuan Palace Tower in Lu Fan’s left hand appeared.

With bursts of laughter, Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower said: "Great Master, leave these to me!"

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