A Demon’s Path

Nangong Yurong left Diganmen very calmly, without any trace of nostalgia.

A sinister gaze hid in the dark, quietly watching Nangong Yurong leave just like that, a cold light flashed in his eyes, murderous aura was evident.

Nangong Yurong just walked aimlessly in such a daze, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that he had reached a wilderness in the outskirts.

Nangong Yurong was surrounded.

Hundreds of masked people who couldn't see their faces clearly surrounded Nangong Yurong, and each of them carefully looked at the expressionless Nangong Yurong. Obviously, they were not sure enough to kill Nangong Yurong.

"Sent by Nangong Yuhua?" Nangong Yurong had a slight mocking smile on his lips: "It seems that he really can't feel at ease if I don't die..."

"Your Excellency, you'd better do it yourself, otherwise, when we make a move later, we might accidentally ruin your face." A masked man seemed to remind him very kindly. He knew that Nangong Yurong was very fond of his face. Look at it, besides those disciples of the Digan Sect, who else could it be?

"Since you chose to kill me, stop talking nonsense and do it!" Nangong Yurong acted first, and hundreds of talisman papers were thrown out at the same time, flying towards him in all directions.

Those masked people didn't dare to neglect at all, they sacrificed one after another talisman papers of various colors, and smashed them together with Nangong Yurong's talisman paper. The talisman paper and the talisman paper collided together, barely exerting their functions, and canceled each other out, losing their effect.

After throwing out a batch of talisman papers, Nangong Yurong quickly threw out a second batch of talisman papers. Those masked people couldn't lag behind, and followed Nangong Yurong to throw out the talisman papers.

In sects like the Digan Sect, one of the differences between elite disciples and ordinary disciples is the speed and number of talisman papers cast.

Obviously, as the son of the head of the Digan Sect, Nangong Yurong was able to defeat a hundred with one in both the speed and the number of talisman papers cast.

The talisman paper all over the sky looks like a group of children throwing talisman paper for fun, but everyone understands that as long as they are a little careless and slow down, they may become popular on the spot.

For this young master, they dare not have the slightest contempt.

"Po Talisman, now!" Nangong Yurong drew a flashing "Po" character with his hand, then poked it with his sword finger, and with a bang, the character "Po" turned into countless lightning lights and scattered around.

These electric lights seemed to be extremely adhesive, and they were automatically absorbed on the talisman papers cast by the masked men.

There was a crackling sound, and those electric lights wiped out the talisman papers cast by the masked men, but Nangong Yurong's own talisman papers blasted towards those masked men intact.

Finally, after the two sides persisted for five or six minutes, Nangong Yurong gained the upper hand with a breaking talisman.

"Protection!" Those masked people were so frightened that they quickly cast the talisman paper, layers of blue halos covered themselves, and even though Nangong Yurong's talisman smashed down wildly, at most it was only under their blue halo. A few ripples hit the ground and disappeared without a trace.

Nangong Yurong's face turned cold. These blue halo amulets are only available to elite disciples in the Digan sect. Unexpectedly, Nangong Yuhua recruited more than a hundred elite disciples to kill him. Are these guys not afraid of being punished by the head master?

Although he, Nangong Yurong, has nothing to do with Diganmen now, he is still Nangong Zan's son. Nangong Zan could allow himself to kill his son, but he would never let others touch his son.

If these guys were found out by Nangong Zan, there would be only one end: death.

However, Nangong Yurong didn't want these guys to kill herself and let Nangong Zan avenge herself, so Nangong Yurong had to do it herself.

Seeing that Nangong Yurong couldn't break his talisman paper, the hundreds of masked people were in a good mood: "Brothers, let's go together and kill him, so that the night will not be long and dreamy!"

All of a sudden, those guys released all kinds of talisman papers, including five-element talismans, immobilization talismans, and space-locking talisman papers. Anyway, they were talisman papers that could be used to attack and restrain opponents. All of a sudden, it was released.

Nangong Yurong sneered, and a blue light flew out of his body, flying towards his opponents.

"Puff puff puff..." Wherever the blue light went, those masked men fell down in response, and their bodies were chopped into several pieces!

When those masked men fell down, the talisman paper they cast lost their soul power, or turned into waste paper and fell down, or turned into air and disappeared.

Nangong Yurong jumped up, and immediately rushed towards the place where the masked figures were standing just now.

The talisman papers all over the sky were crackling and falling, but they didn't even hit a single hair line of Nangong Yurong.

And they, who had just cast the talisman attack, faced a big praying mantis waving its sickle-like arms and pounced towards them.

"Ah!..." With bursts of screams, those masked figures were quickly cut into several sections like carrots, and scattered corpses were scattered all over the ground!

The protective halos on their bodies, under the thousand-arm attack of the thousand-arm mantis, can only disappear into the air.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred masked men were wiped out by the thousand-armed praying mantis!

"Your uncle, it's really cool to cut people, wow ha ha ha!" The eunuch-like laughter of the thousand-armed praying mantis slapped each other proudly with its front arms, making a clanging sound, showing off. With their own fighting power.

Nangong Yurong waved her right hand, and the thousand-armed praying mantis, which just wanted to show off, immediately turned into a blue light and flew back into Nangong Yurong's body.

"Originally, this move was intended to be used in the master candidate competition to deal with those guys. If you come to seek death yourself, then I will use you to try my power."

Taking a look at the broken corpses all over the floor, Nangong Yurong didn't show the slightest pity, patted the dust on her sleeves lightly, and walked towards Xihe City without hesitation.

Nangong Yurong has already decided to go to Xihe City to find Ling Xiao and ask him to help restore the two girls, Ling'er and Xiang'er.

Since Ling Xiao has the ability to erase the memories of Ling'er and Xiang'er without realizing it, maybe he has a way to restore the souls of these two girls.

Even if Ling Xiao has no choice, Nangong Yurong has already decided, even if he visits every corner of Xuantian Continent and visits every capable person. As long as he could help those two girls recover their souls, he, Nangong Yurong, would not hesitate to pay the price with his life.

Because, this is what he, Nangong Yurong, owed them.

Not long after Nangong Yurong left, Nangong Zan's figure suddenly appeared next to the broken corpses all over the floor.

Nangong Zan's face changed, and with a flick of his right hand, all the masks of those people flew off, revealing faces full of horror.

Seeing himself being cut into several sections, no matter who is dying, he will freeze this expression on his face.

"You are all the elites of my Qianmen. You were supposed to deal with alien races and enemies, but you stretched out your devil's hand to your own people. You should die!" Nangong Zan's eyes flickered coldly, and his fists were clenched.

He didn't deal with Nangong Yuhua, but he didn't expect that this son would be so obsessed and sent someone to kill Nangong Yurong.

"Am I wrong?" Nangong Zan's face was uncertain, and he really wanted to teach Nangong Yuhua a lesson. But Nangong Yurong went further and further away. If he let his last son be scrapped because of this, his Nangong Zan's lineage in Diganmen would be completely finished.

Looking at his two sons who are in trouble, Nangong Zan can only wait and see.

However, he wanted to bring these corpses back to the Digan Sect, so that those disciples who dared to attack Nangong Yurong could see what would happen to them!

Nangong Yuhua was hiding at home quietly waiting for the good news, but what he was waiting for was his father's ashen face in the meeting hall and the strange eyes of all the elite disciples in the sect.

"Father..." Nangong Yuhua looked at his father anxiously, and what greeted him was his father's big slap in the face.

"Crack!" Nangong Yuhua's half face was swollen from the beating, and he didn't explain anything, because it was useless to explain.

"All the elite disciples in my sect, listen, if there is no order from the head of the sect, whoever dares to attack Nangong Yurong, this is your fate!" Nangong Zan waved his sleeves, and the sky was covered with broken corpses and blood. The scene was extremely bloody, but it also achieved an unexpected and shocking effect.

The blood spilled on Nangong Yuhua's face, turning Nangong Yuhua's handsome face into a bloody face, which was very hideous.

"From today onwards, without my order, you are not allowed to leave the ground. Otherwise, you can imagine the consequences yourself." Nangong Zan suddenly yelled, but the calmer the tone, the more It made Nangong Yuhua feel chilling.

"Yes, my son obeys." Nangong Yuhua smiled bitterly, and thought to himself: Third brother, you are really a good planner! One hundred and seven elite disciples were killed by you, I, Nangong Yuhua, feel ashamed!

"I swear in the name of your souls, no one is allowed to reveal a single word about what happened today. Regarding the whereabouts of these disciples, you all say that you don't know. Did you hear that?" Nangong Zan shouted loudly, and all the elite disciples responded in unison : "Follow the order of the head!"

Even if it is Diganmen, Nangong Zan can't cover the sky with one hand. If it was known by others, because of the infighting between his two sons, more than a hundred elite disciples died, even Nangong Zan might not be able to keep Nangong Yuhua from being punished.

What's more, apart from Nangong Zan, the Nangong family also has three younger brothers of Nangong Zan and their sons coveting the position of head. Nangong Zan must be vigilant all the time.

Those brothers seized the opportunity to act ruthlessly, probably no worse than Nangong Yuhua.

But now, Nangong Zan has only one son, Nangong Yuhua. In order to be the head, Nangong Zan can only do this.

Nangong Zan rubbed his temples to get rid of his fatigue: "Yu Zhuo, Yu Rong, I hope you two brothers made the right choice..."