Desperate Night

Chapter 406 406 Ten Thousand Spirits Four

"Execute immediately, as many people as we can save." The official command representative of Asun stood up and made a decision immediately, making the final decision.

As for ordinary people, he makes the decisions. The warlock, on the other hand, looked at Yu Hong.

"There are still twenty-six minutes. This is the approximate time I estimate. I cannot rule out that the Immortal General and Taoist Caijing will suddenly teleport and quickly approach here." Yu Hong said, "Everyone, guide the people to evacuate immediately!"

"Long Qingzi, if there is an army of spiritual disasters attacking, you are responsible for delaying the attack." He looked at Long Qingzi.

"Yes!" Long Qingzi gritted his teeth and could only lower his head.

"Let's begin, everyone." Yu Hong said nothing more.

Turn around and leave the command hall.

Planes kept taking off outside and heading away into the distance.

It was obviously those high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen who got the news in advance.

However, several of these planes were hit by flying meteors in mid-air and exploded on the spot.

These meteors are not straight lines, but can bend and move freely. They are surrounded by groups of three-eyed golden armored dragons, like interstellar battleships falling from the sky.

When Yu Hong walked out of the command hall, he immediately found his master Yu Mo and asked him to pack his things and gather at the Taoist temple.

Then there are the top leaders of the Spiritual Alliance, Qinghuang, the remaining nine sect masters, Taoist Jinguang and others.

In addition, Cheng Shu and other warlocks were notified one by one.

More than ten minutes later, 90% of the people in Qingchen Temple who had received the notice were present.

"Where's Ku Chan!?" Yu Hong entered the courtyard, only to find that Ku Chan was not there.

He is a top genius at the Heavenly Master level. He has created his own Taoist methods and can even directly swallow low-level spiritual disasters to supplement himself, so that he can support himself through battle.

He naturally hopes that such a talented master will not die casually.

"He went with Long Qingzi, saying he didn't want to run away." Lian Yunzi sighed.

"Let him do it." Yu Hong was speechless. Even if he had mastered the spiritual light, he could not force a person who was no longer afraid of death.

"His whole family died in the hands of the spiritual disaster, and he is different from us. If he hides properly and feeds himself with war, it is indeed better than hiding." said the silent Taoist.

"Okay." Yu Hong stopped talking nonsense and glanced at everyone present.

Lian Yunzi and three other people were here, and the four sect masters and close disciples totaled more than ten people.

The total number of old Taoists and disciples here at Qingchen Temple is more than forty.

Then there are Cheng Shu and other elders from the Lingguang Alliance, more than thirty people in total.

All these added up to a total of close to a hundred people. It is the remaining essence of warlocks in the Asong region of this world in a short period of time.

"There is no hope here anymore." Yu Hong waved his hand and released the technique, sealing off the entire Taoist temple to prevent the sound from being transmitted outside.

"I have a choice. I can take you out of here and go to a place where the temperature is extremely low but slightly safer than here. Which of you is willing to come together!?" He said solemnly.

"Safe? Is there such a place now!?" Taoist Wuyu asked.

"I can't take too many people away, so only you here have the right to choose. You have two minutes to consider whether to go or not." Yu Hong ignored the question and continued.

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Everyone fell silent. Seeing Yu Hong's serious face, no one thought he was joking.

At this critical juncture, as the leader of the Spirit Alliance, he should know very well that this is not the time to joke, so this retreat, this so-called relatively safe place, has a high probability to really exist.

"Can't we bring more people?" Yu Hen asked in a deep voice.

"." Yu Hong shook his head.

His black ship is only so big, and the space it can accommodate is extremely limited.

There was an unspeakable silence.

Everyone seriously considered this choice.

Should he follow everyone and hide in the underground nuclear defense facility, or go with the leader to a completely unknown so-called safe place.

Not long after.

Yu Hong opened his mouth and said.

"If you don't want to, you can go out now."

Silently, many people from the Nine Sects walked out. The surviving sect masters, including Taoist Wuyu, did not have that much trust in Hong. Instead of gambling with him, it would be better to catch him and watch. Something to see.

The leader of the silent Taoist priest bowed his fist to Yu Hong, and then silently led the people away.

As soon as the dozen or so people left, even Yunzi and the three others started to leave.

"I can probably guess what safe place you are talking about, leader, but we haven't gone there yet. If we all leave, it would be too bad if the teacher breaks out and no one comes to guide him after all the hard work. Come on." Taoist Jin Guang had a resolute look on his face, and he saluted Yu Hong with his fists raised, and the three of them left the Taoist temple together with Taoist Yaochen Lian Yunzi.

Suddenly, only the Qingchenguan group and the original Spirit Alliance member Cheng Shu and others were left in the field.

The top players all chose to stay.

Yu Hong didn't try to stay. He could sense from his mental induction that those who stayed behind had a faint intention of death in their hearts.

Perhaps they are bound by each other, perhaps because of hatred, perhaps because they are too tired to escape.

This group of people are no longer afraid of death, and naturally they don't care about his so-called aura threat.

But the other party's words reminded him that Quan He's greatest aura has not returned. Is it locked away by the heavenly court? Or is Quan He not dead? Just temporarily trapped! ?

This thought made him feel a faint hope. Looking at the back of the last Lian Yunzi leaving, the Taoist temple door slowly closed.

"Now, no one is leaving anymore?" Yu Hong glanced at everyone present. "Then release your spiritual light and protect yourself. Follow me!"

He turned around first and walked towards the room where he practiced and retreated. After a while, he entered through the open door.

Yu Hen, Yu Mo and other veteran Taoists nodded, gathered their auras, and followed him in.

Cheng Shu and others also released the silver light with firm faces and followed.

The remaining seventy people filed into the room one after another, forming a long queue.

The strange thing is that as soon as everyone entered the room, they were plunged into a deep black mist.

"Is this the Black Disaster Fog!?" Qinghuang at the front reacted and recognized the situation.

He surrendered very early, and with his hard work and dedication, he was already considered to be a high-ranking member of the Spiritual Alliance.

With him was the old cunning Zhao Jingtan.

He didn't even leave.

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"It is indeed the fog of the Black Disaster." Zhao Jingtan whispered while looking around.

He grabbed a wisp of mist and felt it carefully.

He is also a top warlock at the level of the Seven Evils, and he is also a top master at the same level as the Nine Sect Masters. Naturally, he has his own way of distinguishing.

"Don't worry, just follow me." Yu Hong in front was still walking in the black mist. The furnishings in the surrounding rooms had long been completely blurred, covered by the black mist, and disappeared.

Although they knew it was a small bedroom, the group of them felt as if they were marching on an extremely empty plain of dense fog, which gave them a strange sense of absurdity.

Not long after, the sound of the river gradually came from ahead.

Everyone took a closer look and saw a dark river in front of them, with a simple pier built of stone and wood on the river.

Yu Hong had already stepped onto the wooden bridge of the small pier and walked deeper into the black mist.

Everyone's steps were somewhat hesitant. But Yu Hong in front seemed to have expected it, and his body also lit up with a rich silver aura. Like a lighthouse, guiding everyone.

This light immediately made everyone feel much calmer.

The bright silver light also penetrated a lot of the surrounding black fog, and it no longer had the strong sense of weirdness before.

Soon, a huge black ship docked on the shore appeared in front of Yu Hong.

The boat is an old wooden boat from ancient times, with wooden masts and sails.

Yu Hong jumped onto the black ship and dropped a ladder from the side of the ship above.

The people behind slowly climbed up the black ship along the soft ladder.

After getting on the boat, Yu Mo touched the side of the boat. The clammy and slippery touch made his scalp feel numb. Then he stood on the side of the boat and looked down at the surging black river outside the boat. There seemed to be something strange and dangerous in the river. The shadow was watching them through the water.

Squeak.

People quickly loaded up, and the black ship shook slightly, making the first noise of being fully loaded.

Then it automatically left the dock, followed the black river, and slowly drove into the depths of the black mist.

"This ship seems to be made entirely of the monster remnants of the Black Disaster!" Zhao Jingtan suddenly exclaimed.

He squatted on the deck and tapped the ground with his hand, listening for the echo.

"According to the latest classification of the Spirit Alliance, this deck is made of the bones of black disaster monsters with at least nightmare-level strength. I have used this material before."

"Nightmare level, what level of monster should it be compared to the spiritual disaster?" Old Taoist Yu Hen asked.

"Taoist Cai Jing, alone, is almost a nightmare. I have researched this category, and it spans a wide range, from ordinary three-eyed dragons, to incomplete Cai Jing, to complete Cai Jing. The gap in Tao breath intensity in between, itself There are dozens of times more," Zhao Jingtan explained.

He clearly realized that he probably had the lowest status among everyone on the ship. He is the least trustworthy, so building a good relationship with Yuhen Yumo is his first priority at this time.

"Colored mirror." Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Looking at the black deck under my feet, I suddenly felt that this dirty deck was full of mystery and danger.

"This ship was originally privately owned by an ordinary shipowner. Later, it was transformed by a large force into a special ship that can sail in black disasters. So don't panic, we are safe now."

Yu Hong stood at the bow of the boat, looking back to explain to everyone.

But before he finished speaking, the large black mist behind him dispersed, and a huge white-robed Taoist wearing a golden crown appeared silently in the air.

The Taoist's face was half as big as a black ship. He emerged from the black mist, his livid face expressionless, and his eyes were burning with two golden fires, watching everyone on the ship.

Yu Hong realized something was wrong and turned around suddenly when he saw everyone's shocked and shocked expressions.

“munaendiyasangluo”

The huge Taoist face began to recite unknown mantras.

A large amount of gray mist quickly spewed out from its mouth and nose, forcefully rushing into the black mist and surrounding the black ship.

A terrifying mental oppression comparable to that of a complete sportsman, suddenly fell and hit everyone on the boat hard.

Click.

Fine cracks began to appear on the black ship's hull. Debris is constantly falling from some old and decaying places.

The entire ship also began to slowly seep water inward.

"What kind of spiritual disaster is this!?" Qinghuang's face turned pale, he held up the spiritual light and looked forward with difficulty.

(End of chapter)