With Duanmu Wuxian's bones gone, Duanmu Wuxian's Dark Cultivators were in chaos, some of them rushed forward with shouts and fought with those rebellious Dark Cultivator disciples, while others took advantage of the chaos and quietly retreated.

Of course, the chaos of the situation has nothing to do with the Space Divine Dragon, and when those Secret Cultivation Sect disciples stepped forward to divide Duanmu Wuxian's body, they had already taken advantage of the chaos and quietly left the battlefield, leaving only Nangong Xuanheng, who thought that it would be a great success, and was extremely proud.

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After a short scuffle, those Duanmu hateless subordinates saw that the general situation was gone, and they had no intention of staying to die, and slowly retreated.

Duanmu Wuxian is dead, Nangong Xiaoheng's heart has been removed, and he has no intention of continuing to chase and kill those Duanmu Wuxian's subordinates, seeing them retreat, he did not let people pursue, but stood quietly in place alone, enjoying the joy of victory.

"My lord!" one of Nangong Xuanheng's henchmen approached Nangong Xuanheng and smiled flatteringly, "Now that the old thief of Duanmu is dead, please give your lordship an order to go to the headquarters of the Secret Cultivation Gate!"

"Hahaha! Okay, immediately form a team and enter the headquarters of the Dark Cultivation Sect!" Nangong Xuanheng excitedly gave an order, and the hundreds of thousands of disciples under him immediately rushed towards the Hidden Dragon Valley.

"This time things can go so smoothly, thanks to the cangwu, the flames, the blue sky, and the spirit killing several adults, if it weren't for a few adults. I'm afraid we will pay an extremely heavy price, and several adults will be bitter!" Nangong Xuanheng has gradually become accustomed to patting the space divine dragon in the past few months, and at this moment, he is even more natural to praise them loudly, but. When he said those boastful words, he found that no one responded, and after carefully searching the team, he found that there was no trace of the Space Divine Dragon.

"You, come here!" Nangong Xuanheng called out to one of his disciples loudly.

"Lord Nangong!" After the disciple came over, he immediately saluted respectfully towards Nangong Xuanheng.

"Have you seen them?"

The disciple shook his head and said, "My lord, my subordinates didn't see it, after Duanmu died without hatred, the scene was really too chaotic. ”

"What about you, have you seen it?" Nangong Zhanheng asked the other disciples without giving up.

Answer. Naturally, they were all negative, and those disciples all said that after Duanmu died without hatred, they didn't see the Space Divine Dragon.

"My lord, Lord Cangwu, they may have something to do and leave temporarily, let's enter the Dark Cultivation Sect headquarters first, and then wait for them slowly!" said the disciple who had just proposed to enter the Dark Cultivation Sect headquarters.

Nangong Zhenheng thought about it, nodded and said, "Okay." Let's go to the headquarters first, if any of you see Lord Cangwu, they are. So he told them that I was waiting for them at the headquarters of the Secret Cultivator. ”

The Space Divine Dragon and they disappeared, and a trace of uneasiness rose in Nangong Xuanheng's heart, but this moment of uneasiness was quickly eliminated by the joy in his heart, in his mind, the henchman was right, the Space Divine Dragon They may have something to leave first. After all, they had taken action to get rid of Duanmu Wuxi, and their promise had not yet materialized, and they would never have left so easily, as long as they had time. They will definitely find themselves and get their share of the treasure.

In fact, in the bottom of his heart, Nangong Zhenheng very much hoped that the Space Divine Dragon would leave and not come back, after all, it was extremely uncomfortable to divide half of the things that originally belonged to him to others, if it weren't for his jealousy of the Space Divine Dragon's strong strength, he would have wanted to tear up the contract.

Nangong Xuanheng took hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Dark Cultivation Sect and walked forward without the road leading to the interior of the Hidden Dragon Valley, he didn't know that this narrow road was their path to destruction, and in front of them, what was waiting for them was a killing god that they couldn't provoke at all.

The headquarters of the Dark Cultivation Gate was getting closer and closer, and the trace of uneasiness in Nangong Xuanheng's heart appeared again, and it became more and more intense, as if there was something fatal waiting for him in front of him.

How could there be such a feeling? Nangong Zhenheng looked at the secret cultivator who was walking forward and laughing in confusion, if he finally couldn't figure out what he was doing in his heart, he would have such a feeling, now, his biggest threat Duanmu Wuxian was dead, could anyone else threaten him?

Could it be that the bottom of Nangong Xuanheng's heart suddenly appeared like the Space Divine Dragon, could it be that Cangwu would be greedy because of the treasure house of the Secret Cultivation Gate, which would be unfavorable to themselves?

Thinking of the strength displayed by the Space Divine Dragon, Nangong Zhenheng's heart trembled suddenly, and he began to calculate, if the other party really made excessive demands, what should he do, should he agree to them, or sternly refuse?

Suddenly, an extremely powerful aura woke Nangong Xiaoheng from his contemplation.

Only then did he realize that in the path they were moving forward, there was a young man in silver armor with a long knife in his hand.

Feeling the cold and violent aura emanating from that man's body, Nangong Zhenheng's heart trembled, and he said secretly: "Who is this person?

"Where is Duanmu, where is he?" the man began.

"Who is Your Excellency, what is the matter with Duanmu Wuxian?" Although the aura exuded by the man made Nangong Xuanheng frightened, he had to negotiate with the other party head-on, and when the man appeared, the trace of uneasiness in his heart became even stronger, and he vaguely guessed that the relationship between this young man and Duanmu Wuheng was not ordinary.

"Where is Duanmu no hatred?" the man's voice became even colder.

Nangong Xuanheng's heart beat violently, and he had a feeling in his heart that he absolutely couldn't let the man in front of him know that Duanmu Wuxian was dead, let alone let him know that these people were the masterminds who killed Duanmu Wuxian, but under the man's cold gaze, he couldn't help but tell the truth: "He's dead!"

"Dead, how did you die?" The coldness on the man's body became a little stronger.

"Killed!" Despite the constant shouting in his heart: Don't tell him! Don't tell him! However, in the face of the man's gaze, Nangong Zhenheng still told the truth.

"Did you kill it?" A thick killing intent emanated from the man, and as soon as Nangong Xuanheng said it, he immediately opened a killing momentum. (To be continued......)