Desperate Night.

Chapter 370 370 Wave

The overwhelming grief was like a wave, hitting his rational defenses wave after wave.

"Dad just now cast a spell on me and told me to hide well. I'm a little worried about how mom and dad are doing?" Ying'er kept asking.

"They, they are fine." Ku Chan's face was covered with tears and snot, which were blown away by the strong wind and thrown behind him.

He choked up in response.

"You have to hold on and get better soon. Then, we will be together as a family. All together."

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

On the road ahead, a white five-seater sedan was coming towards us.

On the side of the car there are dark golden words "Nine Gates of Yunshu Mountain Road".

He recognized this kind of car. It was an exclusive luxury car that was usually only equipped to the top leaders of Daomai.

A high-ranking figure of this level must carry quick-acting life-saving medicines and first-aid talismans!

“Help!” Ku Chan suddenly shouted, slowed down his motorcycle, and swung it sideways to block the other person’s way.

The car also braked quickly and almost avoided a collision.

Click.

The car door opened, and a mysterious man wearing a black slim-fitting Taoist robe and a golden eagle mask got out of the car.

"Hurry up and save my wife!! She was seriously injured by the higher-ups in the spiritual disaster."

laugh!
In an instant, a golden shadow approached Ku Chan rapidly and hit him in the chest.

Bang! ! !
The spiritual shock, like the sound of an ancient bell, instantly shook his entire consciousness and made it relax.

Then, there was a sharp pain in the heart.

Wait until you come to your senses.

Ku Chan saw himself flying backwards, his body arched and floating in the air.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the chest and spilled down.

His wife Ying'er had already rolled to the ground and fell weakly in front of the man in the golden eagle mask.

Swish.

The masked man drew his sword from behind his back in a flash of cold light.

The sword blade passed through Ying'er's neck, splitting it in two.

The head rolled out, blood gushed out, and everything seemed to stop at that moment.

"No!!!! Ying Er!!!"

Ku Chan opened his eyes wide, the pain in his heart at this moment could not compare to the pain and despair he felt when he saw his fiancée and unborn child being killed in front of him.

"The Scarlet Sky Sword is such a waste in your hands."

The man with the golden eagle mask spoke coldly and grabbed Ku Chan from a distance.

Clang!
The red Chixiao sword flew out into the air and landed steadily in his palm.

This world-famous Taoist weapon, the first inherited Taoist weapon, actually fell into the hands of the mysterious golden-faced man without any resistance.

This kind of inherited Taoist weapon that can only be used by this sect can actually be controlled as easily as with this person's arm!
This completely overturned the basic common sense that Ku Chan had learned since childhood.

thump.

Ku Chan fell off the cliff and crashed straight into the surging canyon water at the bottom, splashing up large waves.

The golden-faced man kicked Ying'er's body and made it fall off the cliff.

"Don't you want to finish off the enemy?" Another golden-masked man got out of the car and asked in a deep voice.

"I pierced his heart, he will definitely die." The man in the golden eagle mask replied coldly. "Let's go, we have the Scarlet Sky Sword."

The two men quickly got into the car, crossed the motorcycle, and sped away into the distance.

At this time, at the bottom of the cliff, in the canyon river.

Ku Chan's heart was pierced, but his powerful Taoist realm and skills, as well as his years of hard work to break through, prevented him from dying completely.

He opened his eyes wide and slowly sank toward the bottom of the cold, murky water.

The tattered Taoist robe on his body emitted strands of dark red blood in the water.

Everything seemed to be quiet at this moment. He was the only one looking at the agitated light blue water above his head.

In the broken waves, it seemed as if all the scenes of his life from childhood to adulthood were constantly replaying.

He just sank quietly, sank quietly
Like a still statue, motionless.

until.

puff.

A new corpse also slowly sank from above.

It was Ying Er's headless body.

Her head was swept away by the torrent and no one knew where it was.

Ku Chan slowly raised his head and looked at the body of his wife which he was once so familiar with.

Slowly, huge spiritual fluctuations of desolation, despair, and gloom emanated from his body and spread in all directions.

Deep in the dark water, the last step that had troubled Ku Chan for a long time, breaking through the limits of his own Taoism, and walking out of a new path that belonged to him, seemed to be completely clear at this moment.
hum.

A spot of purple fluorescence suddenly lit up under the skin of Ku Chan's neck.

It was a purple metal piece the size of a fingernail that his parents implanted in him when he was a child.

At that time he didn't know what it was, but now, Kuchan understood.
This was an ultra-micro life-saving technique that his father had spent enormous resources to set up for him.

Underwater, circles of increasingly powerful spiritual fluctuations, with Ku Chan as the center, continued to spread out in all directions.

The wound on his heart healed quickly under the recovery of the life-saving technique, and the bleeding point was forcibly blocked.

Ku Chan moved silently upwards and reached out to catch Ying'er's sinking body.

The powerful spiritual fluctuations in his body began to shrink suddenly, like a black hole, as if it could swallow and absorb all the consciousness and thoughts around it.

This state of transition from extreme outward dispersion to inward contraction has a unified honorific name in the Xuanmen sect.

His name is: Tianshi.

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On the roadside, Yu Hong kept dialing numbers on his cell phone.

hum.

A white car passed by him, and there seemed to be a faint mark of Taoism engraved on it.

Yu Hong originally planned to take a closer look, but his cell phone happened to be connected, so he didn't pay much attention.

"Hello, is this Master Zuo? I am Zhengrou, the abbot of Qingchen Temple, which belongs to the Dao lineage."

"I'm Taoist Hongming. The Taoist is busy now. If you have anything to say, just tell me. I'll write it down and pass it on to him." A lazy young female voice came from the other end of the line.

"I have an urgent matter here. Could you please give the call directly to Master Zuo?" Yu Hong frowned.

Snapped.

The call was disconnected.

Yu Hong was furious and called the other party again, but this time the other party did not answer the call and simply ignored him.

This happened more than ten times in a row, and he was so angry that he left a message on the phone and simply changed his number.

This time it was handed to Xu Chong, the Tianshi Master of Xiayuan Tianshi Mansion.

Fortunately, after three calls, a Taoist boy told him gently, "Master Xu has gone out, and he never carries a cell phone with him. If you have anything, you can leave a message."

End of message.

A phone number from Qinghuang was also sent.

"This is the phone number the leader has been using these days. It has expired." Qing Huang sent another message.

Yu Hong started calling directly.

pat.

The other party actually picked up the call immediately.

"Excuse me, is the person on the other side Senior Long Qingzi from the Seven Evil Alliance?" Yu Hong asked.

"Wrong number." The person on the other end replied impatiently.

With a click, it also hung up.

Yu Hong held the phone in his hand, not even knowing whether he should continue the call or not.

After a moment of silence to calm down, he sent text messages to the three numbers one by one, describing in detail the intensity of the spiritual disaster he had seen.

After doing all this, he took a deep breath and returned to the car.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and looked down the cliff in the distance.

There seemed to be something there, emitting a violent fluctuation for a moment.

But then there was absolutely no movement.

"." Yu Hong hesitated and did not go to check. Instead, he turned the car around and returned to Taizhou.

The situation is dangerous, and we must return to headquarters as soon as possible.

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The destruction of Zihe Palace has been completely confirmed.

The third of the Nine Gates, one of the hundreds of years old Xuanmen, was completely destroyed and disappeared in such a short time.

Even the Taoist Ku Chan, who was known as the first genius of Xuanmen, was nowhere to be found. It was suspected that he had also died.

This news was like a bomb, shocking the entire Asong warlock community.

But before everyone could calm down, one explosive piece of news after another came out.

Across Asia, at least thirty places overnight, there were large-scale cases of disease-infected animals attacking humans.

Thick fog began to appear in some remote villages in the mountains and forests, and the villages lost contact with the outside world and mobile phone signals were also unable to connect.

The outbreak of these series of cases caused the Yasong government to panic. They immediately summoned Taoist and Buddhist sects to go to the capital for a meeting.

After summarizing all the information.

The huge national machinery began to operate, and all places where disaster fog broke out were tightly sealed off, with no people or vehicles allowed to enter or exit.

At the same time, the Nine Sects of Taoism joined forces with official forces to conduct a nationwide search.

Finally, after nine hours, the leader of the Seven Evil Alliance, the culprit, was found.

In order to stop the Seven Evil Alliance from further aggravating the disaster, the nine masters of Taoism gathered together, and the two great heavenly masters took action together - leading the team to kill Long Qingzi!
Chongyun Province, Fushou Mountain.

Fushou Mountain, as the most famous mountain in the whole of Yasong, is the first mountain that has frequently appeared in the Fengshan ceremonies of various dynasties from ancient times to the present.

During the actions of the Seven Evil Alliance, more than six Yin Qi pillars were deployed around here.

At this time, six gray pillars connected the sky and the ground, and gray clouds swirled, surrounding the entire Fushou Mountain in the center, as if forming a natural formation ritual.

The top of Fushou Mountain.

The wind was howling, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and in the gloomy sky, on the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, stood quietly a middle-aged Taoist priest in black with an evil look on his face.

The Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky covered with dark clouds.

“Standing here, it feels like you can reach out and touch the sky.”

The Taoist smiled and spoke.

"So I chose this place as the venue for this ceremony. Fengshan Terrace has been the place where the emperor has performed Fengshan since ancient times. It is the place where the spirituality of mountains and rivers gathers, and it is also the most prosperous place in Yasong. I like it very much."

"Long Qingzi. Long time no see. I didn't expect you to be so bold and cause such a big trouble!"

On the cliff behind, a flash of red light appeared, and an old Taoist with a fleshy face and gray hair, holding a silver whisk, walked slowly to the top of the mountain, staring at the middle-aged Taoist with hatred in his eyes.

"Master Xu, how are you? You seem to be in good health despite your old age." Long Qingzi turned around and looked at the visitor with a smile on her face.

"I shouldn't have given you advice in the first place!" Xu Chong said angrily. "You were so blind!"

"Senior, you are too arrogant." Long Qingzi didn't care. "You don't think that without your guidance, I would not be able to take this final step?"

"Do you think you can escape today?" Xu Chong said coldly. "The two of us will gather together, and the other seven evil spirits will be dealt with by the masters. Today, you must die!"

The voice just fell.

A Taoist in a white robe appeared behind him again.

The Taoist had long snow-white hair, sharp eyes, held a white whisk in his hand, and had a skinny body.

It turned out to be the current number one in the Xuanmen sect, the most powerful person in the world, the Heavenly Master of Shangyuan Tianshi Mansion - Taoist Wu Ran Zuo Yunfeng.

(End of this chapter)