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. This palm 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*, please spare me." Prince Nalan's uncle begged tremblingly: "I didn't offend you, and 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 need a reason to kill someone?"

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.
Chapter completed!