Desperate Night

"Execute immediately, save as many people as possible." The command representative of the Yasong official side stood up and made a prompt decision, making the order.

He made the decision for ordinary people. The sorcerer looked at Yu Hong.

"There are still 26 minutes, this is the approximate time I estimated. It is not ruled out that the immortal general and the Taoist priest of Caijing will suddenly teleport and approach here quickly." Yu Hong said, "Everyone, guide the people to take refuge immediately!!"

"Long Qingzi, if the spiritual disaster army invades, you are responsible for delaying time." He looked at Long Qingzi.

".Yes!" Long Qingzi gritted her teeth and could only bow her head.

"Let's start. Everyone." Yu Hong said no more.

Turned and left the command hall.

There were planes taking off outside and heading far away.

It was obvious that they were high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen who had received the news in advance.

But several of these planes were hit by Feixia's meteors in mid-air and exploded on the spot.

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

Yu Hong walked out of the command hall and immediately found his master Yu Mo, asking him to pack up and go to the Taoist temple to gather.

Then came the high-level leaders of the Spirit Alliance, Qing Huang, the remaining nine gate masters, and Jin Guang Taoist.

In addition, various sorcerers such as Cheng Shu were notified one by one.

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

"Where is Ku Chan!?" Yu Hong entered the courtyard, but found that Ku Chan was not there.

He is a top genius of the Tianshi level. He created his own Taoist method and can even directly devour low-level spiritual disasters to replenish himself and fight to support himself.

Such a talented master, he naturally hopes that he will not die casually.

"He went with Long Qingzi, saying that he didn't want to escape from the battlefield." Lian Yunzi sighed.

"Let him be." Yu Hong was speechless. Even if he had mastered the spiritual light, he couldn't force a person who was no longer afraid of death.

"His whole family died at the hands of the spiritual disaster, and he is different from us. If he hides properly and fights to support the war, it is indeed better than hiding." The silent Taoist said.

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

Lian Yunzi and the other three were there, and the four sect masters and close disciples had more than ten people in total.

The group of old Taoists and disciples in Qingchen Temple had more than forty people in total.

Then there were Cheng Shu and other old people in the Lingguang League, more than thirty people.

All of these added up to nearly a hundred people. They were the essence of the warlocks left in the Yasong area of ​​this world in a short period of time.

"Here, there is no hope anymore." Yu Hong waved his hand to release the spell, blocking the entire Taoist temple to prevent the sound from spreading.

"I have a choice. I can take you away from here to a place with extremely low temperature but relatively safer than here. Who of you is willing to come with me!?" He said in a deep voice.

"Safe? There are still such places nowadays!?" asked the Taoist Bu Yu.

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

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Everyone quieted down at once, and seeing Yu Hong's serious face, no one thought he was joking.

At this critical moment, as the leader of the Spirit Alliance, he should be very clear that this is not the time to joke, so this retreat, this so-called relatively safe place, is likely to really exist.

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

"." Yu Hong shook his head.

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

There was an unspeakable silence.

Everyone seriously thought about this choice.

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

Not long.

Yu Hong spoke.

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

Silently, many people from the Nine Sects walked out. The few surviving sect masters, including Buyu Daoist, did not have much trust in Hong. Instead of following him to gamble, it was better to grab what they could see.

Buyu Daoist, who was in the lead, bowed to Yu Hong and led his men away silently.

As the dozen people left, Lian Yunzi and the other two also left.

"I can probably guess what the safe place you are talking about is, but it's not time for us to go. If we all leave, if the teacher breaks out and no one guides him after all the hardships, it will be too bad." Jin Guang Daoist had a firm face, bowed to Yu Hong, and left the Taoist temple with Yaochen Daoist Lian Yunzi.

Suddenly, only the Qingchen Temple and the original Lingmeng member Cheng Shu and others were left.

The top masters all chose to stay.

Yu Hong did not try to stop them. He could sense from his spiritual induction that those who stayed behind all had a hint of death in their hearts.

They might be bound by something, or because of hatred, or because of exhaustion, they were unwilling to escape.

These people were no longer afraid of death, so they naturally didn't care about the so-called spiritual light threat.

But the other party's words reminded him that Quan He's biggest spiritual light had not returned. Was it locked up by the isolation of the Heavenly Court? Or was Quan He not dead? He was just trapped temporarily! ?

This thought gave him a faint hope.

Looking at the back of the last Lian Yunzi leaving, the Taoist gate of the Taoist temple slowly closed.

"Now, no one is leaving?" Yu Hong glanced at everyone present. "Then release the 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 already 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 division of the Spirit Alliance, this deck is made of the bones of black disaster monsters that are 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 Yuhen asked.

"Taoist Taoist Cai Jing, alone, is almost a nightmare. I have researched this category, and the span is very wide, from ordinary three-eyed dragons, to incomplete sports mirrors, to complete sports mirrors, the difference 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, large black fog dispersed behind him, 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.