Desperate Night.

Chapter 406 Wan Ling Four

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

As for ordinary people, he made the decision. As for the warlock, he looked at Yu Hong.

"There are still 26 minutes left. This is my estimate. We can't rule out the possibility that the Immortal General and Taoist Caijing will suddenly teleport and approach here quickly." Yu Hong said, "Everyone, guide the people to take shelter immediately!!"

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

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

"Let's start, everyone." Yu Hong said no more.

Turn around and leave the command hall.

Outside, planes kept taking off and flying away into the distance.

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

However, 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. They contain groups of three-eyed golden-armored dragon men, like interstellar battleships falling from the sky.

As soon as Yu Hong walked out of the command room, he found his master Yu Mo and asked him to pack up and gather at the Taoist temple.

Then came the top leaders of the Spirit Alliance, Qing Huang, the remaining nine sect leaders, and Taoist Jin Guang.

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 had arrived.

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

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

Naturally, he hoped that such a talented master would not die easily.

"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 entire family died at the hands of the spiritual disaster, and he is different from us. If he hides properly and fights to support himself, it will indeed be better than hiding." said the silent Taoist.

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

Lian Yunzi and his two companions were present, along with the four sect masters and their close disciples, totaling more than ten people.

There are more than forty Taoist priests and disciples at Qingchen Temple.

Then came Cheng Shu and other elders from the Lingguang League, more than thirty in number.

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

"There is no hope here." Yu Hong waved his hand and released a spell to seal off the entire Taoist temple to prevent the sound from leaking out.

"I have an option. I can take you away from here and go 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? Are there still such places nowadays!?” Taoist Bu Yu asked doubtfully.

"I can't take too many people away, so only you who are present 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 suddenly became quiet. 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 we bring more people?" Yu Hen asked in a deep voice.

“.”Yu Hong shook his head.

His black ship was so small that the space it could accommodate was extremely limited.

There was an unspeakable silence.

Everyone thought seriously about this choice.

Should I 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 said.

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

Silently, many people from the Nine Gates walked out. The surviving sect leaders, including Buyu Taoist, did not have that much trust in Hong. Instead of following him in gambling, it would be better to grab what they could see.

The silent Taoist leader, who was in the lead, clasped his fists towards Yu Hong, and then led his men away silently.

After these dozen people left, Lian Yunzi and the other two also followed and left.

"I can roughly guess what the safe place you are talking about is, but it is not time for us to go there yet. If we all leave, and if the teacher breaks out, it will be terrible if no one guides him after all the hardships." Taoist Jin Guang had a firm face. He clasped his fists and bowed to Yu Hong. He, Taoist Yaochen and Lian Yunzi, the three of them left the Taoist temple together.

Suddenly, only the Qingchen Temple and the original Spirit Alliance members Cheng Shu and others were left on the scene.

The top masters all chose to stay.

Yu Hong did not try to keep them. He could sense from his mental perception that those who stayed had a hint of death in their hearts.

They may be bound by fetters, or they may be unwilling to escape because of hatred or they may be too tired.

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

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

This thought gave him a glimmer of hope. As he watched the last Lian Yunzi leave, the gate of the Taoist temple slowly closed.

"Now, no one is leaving?" 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 was practicing and retreating. Soon, he walked in through the open door.

Yu Hen, Yu Mo and other old Taoists nodded, and then they all gathered their spiritual light and followed in.

Cheng Shu and the others also released silver light with determined expressions and followed.

The remaining seventy-odd people lined up in a long queue and filed into the room one after another.

The strange thing is that as soon as everyone entered the room, they were placed in a deep black fog.

"Is this... the Black Disaster Mist!?" The Qing Huang in the front reacted and recognized the situation.

He surrendered very early, and since he had been working diligently, he had long been considered a high-ranking member of the Spirit Alliance.

With him was actually the wily old fellow Zhao Jingtan.

He didn't leave either.

"It is indeed the fog of the black disaster." Zhao Jingtan whispered as he looked around.

He casually grabbed a wisp of mist and observed it carefully.

As a top sorcerer at the level of the Seven Evils, he is also a top master of the same level as the Nine Gates' Master, so naturally he has his own set of methods of distinction.

"Don't worry, just follow me." Yu Hong in front was still moving forward in the black fog. The furnishings in the surrounding rooms had already become completely blurred, covered by the black fog, and disappeared.

Although they knew that they were in a small bedroom, they felt as if they were moving on an extremely empty plain covered with dense fog. There was a strange sense of absurdity.

Soon, the sound of a river began to be heard from the front.

When everyone looked closely, they saw a dark river in front of them, with a simple pier made of a mixture of stone and wood on the river.

Yu Hong had already walked onto the wooden bridge of the small pier and headed towards the deeper black fog.

Everyone's steps were somewhat hesitant. But Yu Hong in front seemed to have anticipated this, and a strong silver light shone from his body, like a beacon, guiding everyone.

This light immediately made everyone feel much more at ease.

The bright silver light also penetrated a lot of the surrounding black fog, and there was no longer the strong and weird feeling as before.

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

The boat was an old model wooden boat from ancient times, with a wooden mast and sails.

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

The people behind followed and slowly climbed onto the black ship along the ladder.

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

creak.

Everyone boarded quickly, 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 sailed into the depths of the black fog.

"This ship seems to be built entirely with the remains of the Black Disaster monsters!" Zhao Jingtan suddenly exclaimed.

He was squatting on the deck, tapping the ground lightly with his hands, listening to 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, compared to spiritual disaster, which level of monster should it be?" asked Taoist Yuhen.

"A single Colored Mirror Taoist is almost nightmare-level. I have studied this category, and it has a wide range, from ordinary three-eyed dragon men, to incomplete Colored Mirrors, to complete Colored Mirrors. The difference in the strength of their Taoist auras is dozens of times as much," Zhao Jingtan explained.

He clearly realized that he was probably the lowest in status among everyone on the ship and the least trustworthy, so building a good relationship with Taoist Yuhen Yumo was his first priority.

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

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

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

Yu Hong stood at the bow and turned around to explain to everyone.

But before he could finish his words, the black fog behind him dissipated, and a huge Taoist in a white robe and wearing a golden crown silently emerged in the air.

The Taoist's face was as big as half the size of the black boat. He emerged from the black fog, his iron-blue face expressionless, and two golden flames burning in his eyes as he stared at everyone on the boat.

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

"munaendiyasangluo"

The huge Taoist face began to chant unknown mantras.

A large amount of grey mist quickly gushed out of its mouth and nose, and it forced its way into the black fog, surrounding the black ship.

A terrifying mental oppression comparable to that of the Taoist priest with a complete body color mirror came down with a bang, hitting everyone on the boat hard.

Click.

Tiny cracks began to appear on the black ship's hull, and debris kept falling from some old and decayed places.

The entire ship began to slowly seep water.

"What kind of spiritual disaster is this again!?" Qing Huang's face was pale, and he looked forward with difficulty with the spiritual light on his head.

(End of this chapter)