The nine sect masters of the Nanling Sect were killed by a corpse ghost dragon when they were in the Hidden Demon Cave. Now there are only eight sect masters left. Except for the sect master, the other seven people united together and formed a seven-killing formation to fight with Prince Nalan and his uncle.

Hearing the shouts of the sect leader, the seven people also shouted in unison, trying their best to stop these two top masters.

"Hahaha..." Prince Nalan laughed loudly and said, "What can you do if you work hard? Although the Seven Killing Formation is powerful, the power of this formation is also limited, and at most it can only be able to fight against a top master. Now that we are here, even if you work hard, the result will still be the same. The gap in strength is a gap that you can never cross!"

Listening to Prince Nalan's words, the members of the Nanling Sect were so angry that they blushed, but they had no choice but to deal with them. Under the strong attack of Prince Nalan and his uncle, the members of the Nanling Sect were beaten to retreat step by step, and the Seven Killing Formation could not be resisted at all. It was only a matter of time before they were captured.

The main gate master stood by and watched. Seeing this, he was extremely anxious. However, facing the two top masters, they had no other way except the Seven Killing Formation.

"Break it for me!" Suddenly, Prince Nalan roared, suddenly rushed forward a few steps, and actually broke through the defense line of the seven people. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the person in front and fell back with force.

Seeing that this man was about to be thrown to the ground, the master of the gate jumped over and slapped the man hard on the back, which finally offset the power of Prince Nalan's fall. He also jumped directly into the battle group and stood at the person's position just now in order to make up for the incomplete Seven Killing Formation.

However, Prince Nalan had seized the opportunity, so how could they let them repair the Seven Killing Formation so easily? He shouted, his hands came out, grabbed the two people again, and took the opportunity to pull the two people in front of him.

"Uncle Master, stop them!" Prince Nalan roared, dragged the two people and took more than ten steps back, causing them to completely escape from the Seven Killing Formation and could no longer complete the Seven Killing Formation.

Prince Nalan's uncle had already rushed over, fighting against the five masters of the Nanling Sect with his own strength, and he actually had the upper hand.

"Hahaha..." Uncle Master laughed loudly and said, "You guys should honestly tell the secrets in the Demon Cave, and I will give you a way out of life. Otherwise, I will let you experience all the pain in this world, so that you can live and die!"

The five main sect leaders of the Nanling Sect were all extremely cold. The main sect gritted his teeth and suddenly roared: "The Eight Gods of Heavenly Demons!"

It was this move of the Eight Gods of Heavenly Demons. As the voice of the sect leader fell, seven sect leaders suddenly rushed out from all directions. Together with the sect leader just now, there were eight people, and they rushed towards Prince Nalan's uncle at the same time. This move was used in front of Ye Qing last time and was considered the master of the sect leader. Under normal circumstances, he would not use it easily. But at this moment, he had already started to fight his best and had no other way.

"What a move to the Eight Demons!" Uncle Master's eyes lit up and he said happily: "It's indeed the secret skill of the Great Demon King. It seems that you have really obtained the martial arts left by the Great Demon King from the Hidden Demon Kan. Only then do you really know the secret of the Hidden Demon Kan!"

While speaking, Uncle Master rushed up to the eight sect masters, and his palms came out, and slapped straight at the sect master in the middle. He was extremely powerful and had seen someone, and he could tell at a glance that the sect master in the middle was the real body.

Seeing Prince Nalan's uncle taking such a move, the sect leader also changed his expression. He was just a top master, and the other was a top master. The strength gap between the two was too far. If he fought head-on, he would definitely be seriously injured. However, at this point, it was impossible for him to retreat. In the end, he could only close his eyes, grit his teeth and rush over.

"Hehehe..." Uncle Master kept sneering. He knew his strength very well. With this palm, he was enough to seriously injure the master of the sect. Therefore, he was also very proud and did not take the master of the sect seriously.

However, when the two were about to rush together, another person suddenly rushed out from beside him, and he was another sect leader.

Uncle Master couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and said strangely: "When will the Eight Demons of Heaven, come out of the ninth clone? Forget it, what if he doesn't care about him, it's right. No matter how many clones he hasn't reached the peak, they are just illusions!"

In fact, the leader of the sect was also a little surprised. Even he himself didn't know what was going on. However, he didn't have time to think about it so much at this moment, because he had already rushed with the uncle. He collided with four palms, and he flew backwards, vomiting blood continuously, and was already suffering from serious internal injuries.

"Brother! Big Brother!" Nanling sent several other sect leaders to rush over and help him.

At this time, the eight clones rushed to the side of the uncle, and the seven people slapped the uncle's palms, but did not cause any harm to him. In fact, even Ye Qing's strength would not be injured by the attacks of these eight clones, let alone the uncle Nalan.

However, the strangest thing is that the eighth clone, the last clone that appeared, did not attack Prince Nalan's uncle, but directly reached out and pressed his hand on the uncle's head.

After being pressed to the top of his head by this clone, Prince Nalan's uncle's face immediately changed and he shouted wildly: "You are not his clone, what are you!"

"Hahaha..." The gatekeeper above his head laughed wildly, and his body suddenly changed and he turned into a short person.

"This..." Prince Nalan's expression changed when he saw the corpse ghost dragon, and exclaimed: "Corpse ghost dragon!?"

The person pressing on the head of the uncle was the corpse ghost dragon. He had just been hiding in the dark and was looking for opportunities. When the master of the sect used the Eight Demons, he finally waited for the opportunity and quietly used the head-sweeping technique, bewitching people's hearts and made people think that he was also a clone of the master of the sect. He also took this opportunity to rush to the uncle's side and pressed his hand on his head.

The head-squeezing technique practiced by the corpse ghost dragon is very evil. Although he has not yet recovered his strength, he is far from being the opponent of Prince Nalan's uncle. However, as long as his hand is pressed on the head of Uncle Master Nalan, everything will be under his control. Although Prince Nalan's uncle roars constantly, he can no longer move his fingers at this moment. He only feels that the internal force in his body is constantly being absorbed by the corpse ghost dragon, but he himself cannot stop it!

"It's been thirty years, but I didn't expect that anyone in the world will remember me!" The corpse ghost dragon raised his head and laughed, looked at Prince Nalan coldly, and said, "Hmph, I recognize you. You are Nalan Yong's grandson! Humph, when your grandfather took you to Nanyang, he also visited me!"

Prince Nalan's expression changed rapidly. Of course he remembered these things. The corpse ghost dragon lived for more than 300 years, which is an absolute old antique. Although Prince Nalan is also over 100 years old, in front of the corpse ghost dragon, he is not even considered a great-grandchildren.

"Jingwei, save me... save me..." Uncle Master's voice became weak. The true energy in his body was constantly absorbed by the corpse ghost dragon, and he didn't even have the power to resist at all, so he could only turn to others for help.

"Come on, come and save him!" The corpse ghost dragon raised his head and laughed, "Junior, come to me and let me take a good look at you and let me see that you have almost as much skill as your grandfather!"

Prince Nalan looked at his uncle, then looked at the corpse ghost dragon, suddenly turned around and ran away, not daring to stay here at all. He knew the strength of the corpse ghost dragon. When he met such a person, let alone him, even if all the five masters in the world were here, he could not fight the corpse ghost dragon. If he went to save his uncle, he would have to spend his life here, and of course he would not fight for the corpse ghost dragon!

Seeing Prince Nalan turn and run away, uncle's expression changed instantly. He gritted his teeth and roared wildly: "Nalan Jingwei, you, a villain who bullies the master and destroys the ancestors. You asked me to come out and do things for you and work for you, but you betrayed me. Nalan Jingwei, if I don't die this time, I will definitely kill your entire Nalan family and let all the descendants of your so-called royal family be left. I must kill all the members of your Nalan family!"

In this moment, Prince Nalan had already run away. Although he could hear the uncle's shouting, he would never stay at all, which was related to his life and death.

While Prince Nalan was running away desperately, the eight remaining people in the Nanling Sect dared not stay at all. They helped the injured and turned around and ran away. At the scene, only the corpse ghost dragon and the uncle Nalan who was pressed by him were left!

Prince Nalan's uncle cursed a few times. Although he vented his anger, his heart became more and more painful. Because he knew very well what fate was waiting for him next. The true energy in his body was constantly sucked away by the corpse ghost dragon, and he had no power to resist at all. If he continued like this, his life would be completely explained here.

"Master*, you...you spare me..." Prince Nalan's uncle begged tremblingly: "I...I didn't offend you, you...you...you don't need to kill me like this, right?"

"Hmph..." The corpse ghost dragon sneered and said, "You did not offend me, but who said that I corpse ghost dragon needs a reason to kill people?"

Prince Nalan's uncle immediately spoke, feeling that the true energy in his body was getting less and less, and he felt even more panic.

"Master*, please spare me. As long as you let me go, I... I would rather be a cow and a horse for you and do anything for you..." Prince Nalan's uncle begged tremblingly. When death comes to an end, he doesn't care about face. The most important thing is to save his life at this moment.
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