Desperate Night.

Chapter 307: Late at Night
"Let's go. As long as we get rid of the few people of the Yu generation, we can achieve full control. We should try to finish this within one day. We have other tasks next." The neutral man said in a deep voice.

The other two nodded slightly and followed him towards the gate of the Taoist temple.

The door was open, and under the light of the night, an old Taoist priest was sitting by the door, dozing off.

The old Taoist didn't react to the approach of the three people, and the alarm system installed at the door, which was similar to a warning device, didn't make any movement.

The three of them stepped over the high threshold like ghosts and entered the temple.

As soon as they entered, the three of them felt that the clear consciousness in their heads suddenly became much heavier, as if a heavy burden was placed on their backs.

"Formation. I didn't expect that the Qingchen Temple still retains the previous suppression formation." The neutral man in the lead frowned slightly.

He turned around and looked at the two of them. "How do you feel?"

"It's okay. The spirit is suppressed by about 30%." One person replied.

"It's already a lot. Pay attention to maintaining the technique and find the center of the formation first." The neutral man ordered.

"Yes."

The two of them responded together.

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In the backyard of the Taoist temple.

A total of seven veterans, including Yu Mo and Yu Hen, gathered together, along with two other special envoys who arrived temporarily.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Master Yuhen Temple, waiting for news from him at any time.

Except for the elders of the Yu generation, the rest of the disciples were asked to go to other rooms and halls to make temporary repairs in order to prevent them from leaking secrets.

Zhengxia and Yu Hong also asked them to return to their rooms to rest.

"Two special envoys, we received the news at the last minute and apologize for not welcoming you so late at night." Yu Hen apologized in a very humble manner.

The two special envoys from the capital of Yasun were a man and a woman. The man was tall and strong, about thirty years old, and his name was Zhao Shibing.

The woman was older, about forty years old, wearing a black professional long-sleeved shirt and long pants, looking capable and sharp. The name on the ID card was Yang Chi.

Both of them are from the capital city of Rongjing and speak with a strong hometown accent.

"We received news that a special force is targeting your Qingchen Temple. So we came here in advance to take a look." Zhao Shibing stretched out his hand and shook hands with the temple master Yu Hen, and explained.

"It's so late, could it be now?" Yu Hen didn't finish his words, his face suddenly became gloomy, and the polite smile on his face froze.

"Someone came in, and it's not an ordinary person." He turned around and headed towards the main entrance of the Taoist temple.

"Still coming in openly and honestly, so arrogant!"

The other several old Taoist priests of the Yu generation all looked tense, and also sensed something, and looked towards the main entrance.

Only two special envoys were confused and didn't know what was going on.

"You two can go and rest for a while. Don't worry, we are the main gate of Qingchen Temple. We have formations to maintain it, so ordinary troubles will not come to us."

Taoist Yumo stepped forward to comfort him.

While talking.

Bang!
In the front yard hall, the door was knocked open with a loud noise.

"Tell the ordinary disciples to hide and don't come out." Yu Hen said solemnly. "Don't worry, they can't cause any trouble with the suppression of the formation."

The voice just fell.

Click.

Suddenly, the invisible pressure that had been covering the entire Taoist temple suddenly exploded like a punctured balloon and disappeared.

Yu Hen, Yu Mo and others' expressions changed drastically.

"What's going on? Who moved the formation array?"

Among the Yu generation, except Yu Fang and Yu Zhong, the other three people all had an unnatural look in their eyes at this moment.

Bang!
There was another loud noise.

The backyard door was kicked open, and three figures in black windbreakers filed in and stood in front of the crowd.

"Master Yuhen Temple?" the neutral man in the lead asked calmly.

"What are you doing here, sir, trespassing into my Qingchen Temple? If you want to ask for money, please sit down and talk. Any terms can be negotiated." Yu Hen said in a soft tone.

"It's so chaotic. They really don't care about their dignity just for the sake of money." The neutral man said impatiently and suddenly raised his hand.

Pieces of pale cloth with blood-colored symbols on them flew out from behind the three people and flew towards a group of Taoist priests of the Yu generation.

Almost at the same time, the master of Yuhen Temple, who had been greeting with a smile, also changed his expression instantly, took a step back, and a two-headed black rhinoceros condensed in front of him.

Moo!
The rhino suddenly lowered its head and rushed out, charging towards the neutral man.

The bull's horns and the white cloth collided with each other in an instant, making a loud tearing sound.

But the rhino was also fixed in place by a huge force, and its struggle was in vain.

"I can't bear it! Use the inherited Taoist weapon quickly!" Yu Hen's face turned red at this time, and he clearly felt that the Taoist power in his body was being consumed rapidly.

Due to the degradation of his Taoism and his own poor condition, he couldn't hold on for much longer.

As soon as he came into contact with it, he felt his own Taoism pouring out like a mountain torrent.

Not only him but several other veteran Taoist priests of the Yu generation also activated the magic at the same time, and the Qi Condensation Shadow Technique was used at the same time, condensing six terrifying shadows that pounced on the three people.

But at this moment, three of the terrifying shadows suddenly turned around and pounced on Yu Hen and Yu Mo! !
"You guys!?" The two were shocked and quickly slapped the jade pendants on their waists.

boom!
Two balls of dazzling silver light exploded at the same time.

The two were forced to unleash their inherited Taoist weapons at the same time just to block this sneak attack.

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In the room, Yu Hong and Zheng Xia heard the noise, went out, gathered together, and rushed to the backyard.

As soon as they came out, they saw the doors and halls being knocked open one by one.

hum!
At this time, there were faint sounds from the backyard, like a flock of birds chirping, and huge crashing sounds were heard frequently.

Waves of special fluctuations that could only be felt by those with equally strong spirits continued to spread from the backyard.

"Hurry up! Master asked me to take you to another place! Come back after we defeat the powerful enemy!"

The two were about to rush to the backyard, but were blocked at the edge of the hall.

A middle-aged Taoist priest came up with several young disciples.

"The people coming here are extremely powerful. We will only be a hindrance if we stay here. We can't help. Now that the formation has been broken, we must quickly find a place to hide, so as not to become a burden to Master and the others."

He looked at the two of them. The Daozhong class was the ultimate hope of the temple and must not be lost. These were the exact words that the master had told them.

"follow me!"

He led the two men towards the secret door on the side.

There were also many other disciples who were nearby.

Someone tried to call the police, but was shocked to find that the phone signal was very chaotic and could not be dialed through at all.

Someone wanted to turn around to help the master and others, but was held back by his companions.

"Let's go. We should trust our master and the others." Zhengxia looked at Yu Hong, nodded, and followed.

Seven veteran Taoist priests of the Yu generation are all inside. Even if some master breaks in, seven of them are from the Dao Seed Class. Although their Taoism has declined, if they use the inherited Taoist weapons together, they will have no problem protecting themselves no matter how strong the opponent is.

The real burden are these disciples, and they must leave quickly, lest the enemy use them as threats after discovering that their plan has failed.

Yu Hong nodded to show his understanding and followed the middle-aged Taoist out.

The group quickly left the side of the Taoist temple and walked along the dark path towards the bus parked in the open-air parking lot.

Bang! !

In an instant, a loud noise like an explosion was heard from the Taoist temple behind him.

Yu Hong turned around suddenly and sensed a huge spiritual power that surpassed the ninth level, erupting from the backyard and rising into the sky.

The induction of spiritual power is a very strange feeling. It cannot be seen or touched, but if you use your own spiritual power to feel it, you can sense an invisible pressure coming towards you.

The spiritual power at different levels can obviously be felt to have different strengths.

The strong will instinctively fear this kind of pressure, while the weak will feel that they can easily break through it.

At this moment, Yu Hong felt the burst of spiritual power, which was like a stream of air blowing towards him.

He estimated in his mind.

Even if I were at the sixth level of Guanwu Gong, I couldn't reach this level, and the gap was quite large.

"Such power can be generated simply by relying on spiritual power"

Compared with these old Taoist priests who have practiced hard for many years, although he has good talent and strong will, he is indeed a little behind in the realm of Taoism. However, due to the special practice of Qingchen Temple, the gap in realm is not that big.

It mainly focuses on the mastery and immersion of the inherited Taoist instruments.

He roughly estimated the gap between Zhengming and the old Taoists of the Yu generation.

It turns out that if Zhengming played all his cards, he might actually be only one level weaker than the old Taoist masters of the Yu generation.

'It's really the Taoist version of "a young man is better than a strong one."

Yu Hong followed the team and continued running towards the bus.

However, judging from the burst of mental power, it was obvious that Taoist Yumo had the upper hand, so he was not too worried. The entire Qingchen Temple's top leaders were all here, so it was not a big problem to deal with the attack. The other party probably wanted to hold them back here.

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In the backyard.

Yu Hen, Yu Mo and the other four had joined forces to form a formation, standing back to back facing the endless white cloth of blood-colored symbols that surrounded them.

From time to time, strange human faces would appear from the eerie white cloth, emitting terrifying chuckles.

The power of the inherited Taoist instruments summoned by the old Taoists increased greatly after being bestowed upon Horror Shadow.

A group of strange-looking shadows with silver light on their bodies stood around them, forming a formation to resist the pressure from the three people outside.

In addition to these, they also have to deal with the sneak attacks of three traitors.

"Damn it! It was originally seven against three but now it's four against six! Yu Chong, are you guys crazy!?" Yu Hen shouted angrily.

No one responded. The three betrayers looked guilty, but they became more determined.

Obviously, they thought that if they killed these people, no one would know about their betrayal.

"Once you die, they will be able to take over smoothly and stabilize the Taoist lineage. Qingchen Temple will still be as glorious as before, and may even develop better." The neutral man laughed loudly.

"Bitch!" Yu Fang cursed angrily.

"You can only be stubborn now, a bunch of old useless people." The neutral man sneered.

"Who are you anyway? How dare you attack my Daomai Sect head on? This is a serious provocation to the entire Yasong Daomai!" Yu Hen said sternly.

Although the situation was still at a stalemate, and they even had a slight advantage, he could no longer hold on! !

"I am the leader of the seven sons of Yuantai. You can call me Yuanming. I share the same name as your chief Daozhong." The neutral man replied with a smile. He did not hide his identity at all.

Seven sons of the original fetus! ?
The four of them were shocked and thought of a force at the same time!
"It's the Clay Cult!! Are you crazy?!"

Yumo was the first to react.

(End of this chapter)