Desperate Night.

Chapter 367 Calculation 367

In the dense woods, gray fog filled the air, and hunched black figures were walking slowly and swayingly.

These figures were carrying black bags on their backs, their bodies hunched, and they were unconsciously uttering wails that sounded like the groans of old people.

call!
Suddenly a breeze blew.

Suddenly, a burly figure appeared in the woods.

Yu Hong frowned and looked at the figures in front of him.

"The dragon lizard disappeared again. It disappeared instantly after entering here. It seems that we have lost contact with the spirit realm. And it is likely to be a large area."

His expression became more serious, and Agris's senses could not be connected.

"It seems I can only rely on myself."

He walked deeper into the woods.

Unlike the spiritual monsters he encountered before, the hunchbacked figure he encountered here completely ignored him even when he approached within ten meters.

Yu Hong walked up to a figure carrying a bag and looked at him carefully.

This is a white-haired old man with skin ulcers all over his body and dense pustules all over his face, and his facial features cannot be seen.

The aged skin on his exposed arms and legs beneath his trousers showed his age.

If that were all, at most he would be an old man who looked miserable and tormented by illness.

But it was different with the black cloth bag on his back.

No one knew what was in the bag, it was bulging, as if some living thing was wriggling and bulging inside.

The old man held the neck of the bag tightly with both hands and moved forward step by step, his steps were difficult and slow.

When Yu Hong got closer, he smelled an indescribable stench. The smell was very strange and made people unnaturally associate it with dryness, dust and darkness.

The other party did not attack him, and he was too lazy to do anything. He observed for a few seconds and then walked through the group of old people carrying black bags.

The further you go in, the denser the number of people carrying backpacks becomes.

During the ten minutes or so Yu Hong went deep into the cave, he saw at least thousands of people with backpacks on their backs.

And the multimeter's environmental data also rose to a strength of over 100. This had reached the spiritual height he could reach at this time.

But here, this is just the spiritual fluctuation environment value emitted by the spiritual disaster monsters.

This made his heart even heavier.

Across the hills.

Gradually, the number of people carrying backpacks began to decrease.

Instead, the ground is covered with densely packed black lumps of flesh.

Each of these meat buns is as big as a washbasin, with a shiny surface. Like a balloon, it grows and shrinks as if it is breathing inside.

They grow on the ground, with large roots underneath, as if they are absorbing nutrients from the earth.

Yu Hong tried to get closer to a meat bun, squatted down, reached out and touched it.

Without the dragon lizard and Agris, he didn't seem to be considered an enemy here.

His hand gently touched the thin film on the surface of the meat bun.

It feels cool, like touching a blown-up balloon.

Even through the thin film inside, you can feel that there are densely packed small insects swimming rapidly inside.

Yu Hong took out a multimeter, stuck it on and tested it.

'1234.138.'

The mental fluctuation data here are obviously superimposed together. Such a large value means that there are a large number of small individuals hidden inside.

Without alarming the monsters, he stood up and continued to move forward.

After walking several hundred meters deep, you can gradually see the large ruins of the Zihe Palace in front of you.

However, within the periphery of these gray-white buildings, there were a large number of silver-armored snakeheads patrolling.

Among them were several people with golden armor and dragon heads.

"It's actually organized." This is the first time that Yu Hong has seen the source disaster show such strong order.

This gave him a very bad feeling.

After carefully observing the number of existing spiritual disasters and confirming it, he slowly walked out of the woods and headed straight towards the Taoist Palace.

Swish!
In an instant, hundreds of silver-armored snake-headed men around him turned their heads and looked at him.

Dense and powerful mental fluctuations instantly locked onto Yu Hong like sharp arrows.

The data on the multimeter in his hand suddenly soared to tens of thousands!
Close the table.

“This is a test.”

Yu Hong stretched out his right hand, his palm formed into a knife, covered with a layer of white fluorescent internal force.

"It's still internal strength, 10%."

These monsters cannot be defeated with physical strength alone. Only by combining internal strength can they be truly hurt.

Swish!
As soon as Yu Hong finished speaking, he turned into a white line and rushed into the spiritual disaster group like lightning.

His hand knife slashed randomly, and with just a random stroke in the crowd, the bodies of spiritual disasters would be cut, split, and exploded.

Bang bang bang!

Ten seconds later.

All the hundreds of snake-headed men present exploded and disappeared into countless gray mists.

The golden-armored dragon-headed men all held spears and rushed towards Yu Hong.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Kneel down!!"

One after another, spiritual waves impacted Yu Hong's mind.

But it was blocked by his own spiritual power and internal strength.

His own spiritual power, combined with the amplification of the inherited Taoist weapon Guanghan, has reached more than 300. Although it is still small, combined with the internal force and a trace of divine will in the Taoist weapon, it seems not difficult to block this long-distance spiritual impact. Internal force can block spiritual impact, but when it is not used, it is extremely vulnerable.

Now that Yu Hong has activated his internal energy, he is like a child wearing heavy armor. His internal energy is the armor, but he cannot keep burning his internal energy and cannot stay in that explosive state. His internal energy is not luxurious enough to keep burning.

Therefore, improving one's own mental strength becomes the only option.

Luckily, he didn't actually test how much mental impact he could withstand, but instead quickly covered his entire body with internal energy to isolate the impact.

This is equivalent to adding an extremely hard shell to the outside of his body.

As long as his internal energy is not exhausted, he will be fine.

Staring at the dozen or so golden-armored dragon-headed men rushing towards them.

Yu Hong raised his sword hand with 10% of his strength and took the initiative to meet the enemy.

Bang!
The first dragon-headed man brushed past him, and its body exploded instantly, turning into countless golden light spots, and then the light spots turned into gray mist and completely disappeared.

Then the second one.

Yu Hong lowered his head to avoid a spear that was thrusting at him, and raised his hand to swing forward.

Swish.

The chests of the two dragon-headed men were torn open on the spot, golden blood spurted out, and they retreated screaming.

Then three gun tips stabbed towards Yu Hong from three directions.

It was too late to change moves this time, so Yu Hong simply stopped dodging and gathered all his muscles, using his internal strength to cover his body.

Dangdang Dangdang!
There were three crisp sounds, and all three gun tips pierced his body. There was no spark, but instead an indescribable feeling of dizziness surged into his heart.

"Is this dizziness a pure mental piercing?"

He understood what was going on and swung his knife forward.

But this time, he strangely found something wrong.

His slashing speed seemed to have slowed down.
Soon, another three dragon-headed men were chopped off and exploded.

Yu Hong was stabbed twice again.

This time, the change he felt was even greater. His strikes and slashes were much slower than the first time.

"If I get hit once, will I be slightly dizzy and my speed will be reduced once?" Yu Hong had an idea.

This seems to be the rule of the dragon-headed people.

Add to that its own powerful and fast attack speed, its movement speed is at least hundreds of yards, and it can ignore physical inertia and change direction at high speed.

If such a monster were to be replaced by an ordinary warlock, even a great warlock with strong mental power like Qinghuang would probably be in danger.

He carefully observed the patterns of the dragon-headed man.

About a few minutes later.

I have roughly figured out the data.

'The explosive force in place is about 30 tons. The sprint speed is unknown, but since there is no physical inertia, the force should be about the same and there will be little change.'

'The protective power is very strong. The golden armor on the body is not for decoration. The strength should be able to withstand ordinary firearms.'

'Its main body is a physical entity, but it can damage the spirit, and after accumulating strength for a while, it can also transform into a gray cloud for a short period of time, immune to physical attacks.'

Yu Hong chopped the dragon-headed man's head with his knife, which dissolved into gray cloud.

The knife missed.

Not surprisingly, he withdrew his hand and felt the spear hit his back twice more.

At this time, his speed had obviously dropped a lot.

From the initial two hundred yards or so, it dropped to less than one hundred, which was slower than the dragon-headed people around them.

In front of Zihe Palace.

In the spacious clearing in the forest, Yu Hong found that he could not catch up with the opponent, so he simply stopped and stood still, allowing the long spears to hit his body.

"One tenth of my strength seems insufficient to completely avoid the multiple dragon-headed men, so..."

He stretched out his hand, and the internal force on the back of his hand became brighter again.

"Now it's 20%."

Bang!
He accurately grasped the swung spear with one hand and pulled it hard.

The huge force amplified by internal strength instantly pulled the dragon-headed man, who was more than three meters tall, closer.

Bang!
There was another muffled sound, and he used his free left hand to punch the dragon-headed man in the head, blowing it apart.

Golden blood rain fell on the ground, and faint white smoke rose.

The dragon-headed man fell to the ground and turned into gray mist. His body and equipment completely decomposed and dissipated.

Not only that, he caught all the spears that were swung at him from all around with his bare hands, pulled them closer, and shot them in the head one by one.

In just ten seconds, the last dragon-headed people present all disappeared under Yu Hong's fist.

As all the dragon-headed people were destroyed, they turned into gray mist.

The slowing and heavy feeling that Yu Hong felt also quickly dissipated.

"Do I have to kill all of a small group to get rid of this slowdown? That's very difficult."

Yu Hong guessed that this was because these dragon-headed people had formed a small spiritual domain in a group.

The entrance to the Taoist palace in front of him was cleared.

He glanced at the broken door that had fallen to the ground and walked in.

In fact, this time when he came, he did have the idea of ​​saving Feixia Sword who had supported Qingchen Temple in the past.

But unfortunately, it was only when he got here that he realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were.

The entire Zihe Palace was in ruins, with almost no intact building.

There are still huge footprints like those of a black giant on some of the ground, and some of the two buildings are stacked on top of each other, as if they were picked up by a giant and used as tools to smash them.

Some houses were completely turned into a large piece of colorful carpet, as if they had been flattened and sank into the ground by something extremely heavy.

(End of this chapter)