Desperate Night

"Let's go. As long as we get rid of the Yu generation, we can complete the full control. We will try to complete 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 to the gate of the Taoist temple.

The gate was open. Under the night light, an old Taoist was sitting by the door and dozing.

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

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

As soon as they entered, the three people felt that the clear consciousness in their heads was suddenly burdened and became much heavier.

"Formation. I didn't expect that this Qingchen Temple still retained the previous formation suppression." The neutral man who led the group frowned slightly.

He turned around and looked at the two people. "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 the maintenance of the technique and find the eye of the formation first." The neutral man ordered.

"Yes."

The two of them answered together.

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In the backyard of the Taoist temple.

Yu Mo, Yu Hen and other seniors, a total of seven people, gathered together, and there were two other special envoys who arrived temporarily.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the master of Yu Hen Temple, waiting for the news he would give at any time.

Except for the old man of the Yu generation, the other disciples were asked to go to other rooms and halls to make temporary repairs to prevent the secret from being leaked.

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

"Two special envoys, we got the news at the last minute this time. I don't know if it's not welcoming you late at night. Please forgive me." Yu Hen apologized in a very humble manner.

The two special envoys from the capital of Yasong are a man and a woman. The man is tall, strong, and about thirty years old. His name is Zhao Shibing.

The woman is older, about forty years old, wearing a black professional long-sleeved trousers, looking capable and refreshing. The name shown on the ID card is Yang Chi.

Both of them are from the capital Rongjing, and they 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 check it out." Zhao Shibing stretched out his hand and shook hands with the temple master Yu Hen, explaining.

"It's so late, could it be now..." Yu Hen didn't finish his words, his face suddenly darkened, 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 gate of the Taoist temple.

"It's still open and aboveboard, so arrogant!"

The other few old Taoists of the Yu generation all looked tense, and also sensed something, looking towards the main gate.

Only two special envoys didn't know what happened.

"You two can go and rest for a while, please rest assured, we are the main gate of Qingchen Temple, there is a formation to maintain it, and ordinary troubles will not come to us."

Taoist Yu Mo stepped forward to comfort him.

While talking.

Bang!

The door of the front hall was knocked open, making a loud noise.

"Let the ordinary disciples 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."

As soon as the voice fell.

Crack.

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

Yuhen Yumo and others changed their expressions.

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

Among the Yu generation, except Yu Fang Yuzhong, the other three people had a flash of unnaturalness in their eyes at this time.

Bang!

There was another loud noise.

The backyard door was kicked open, and three figures in black windbreakers entered one after another and stood in front of everyone.

"Master Yuhen?" The neutral man who led the group asked indifferently.

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

"It's so chaotic. You really don't even care about your face for 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 old Taoist priests of the Yu generation.

Almost at the same time, the master of Yuhen Temple, who was originally smiling and welcoming, also changed his face instantly, took a step back, and a two-headed black rhinoceros condensed in front of him.

Moo!

The rhinoceros suddenly lowered its head and rushed out, rushing towards the neutral man.

The horns and the white cloth collided in an instant, making a violent tearing sound.

But the rhinoceros was also fixed in place by a huge force, struggling in vain.

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

The degradation of Taoism and his own poor condition caused him to not be able to hold on for long now.

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

Not only did the other several old Taoist priests of the Yu generation start the spell at the same time, they also used the Qi Condensation and Shadow Technique to condense six terrifying shadows and pounced on the three people.

But at this moment, three of the terrifying shadows suddenly turned and pounced on Yu Hen and Yu Mo! !

"You guys!?" The two were shocked and hurriedly reached out to slap the jade pendant on their waists.

Boom!

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

The two were forced to explode the inherited Taoist instruments 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 and went out, gathered together, and rushed to the backyard.

As soon as they came out, they saw the gates and halls that were knocked open one by one.

Buzz!

At this time, there were faint sounds like birds chirping from the backyard. There were also frequent huge collisions.

Waves of special fluctuations that only people with the same strong spirit could feel continued to spread from the backyard.

"Hurry up! Master asked me to take you to another place! Come back after solving the strong enemy!"

The two were about to rush to the backyard, but were blocked by the hall.

A middle-aged Taoist brought several young disciples to come up.

"The people coming are very powerful. We are dragging our feet and can't help if we stay here. Now that the formation has been broken, we must find a place to hide quickly, so as not to become a burden to the master and others."

He looked at the two people. The Daozhong class is the ultimate hope of the temple, and it cannot be lost. This is the original words of the master.

"Follow me!"

He led the two people to the secret door on the side.

There were also many other disciples approaching around.

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

Some people wanted to turn around to help the master and others, but were held tightly by their companions.

"Let's go, trust the master and others." Zhengxia looked at Yu Hong, nodded and took the initiative to follow.

The seven old Taoists of the Yu generation were all inside. Even if some masters broke in, the seven of them were from the Daozhong class. Although the Taoism was declining, they could protect themselves even if the opponents were strong by using the inherited Taoist tools together.

The real burden was these disciples, who had to leave quickly to prevent the enemy from using them as threats after finding that they 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 rushed along the dark path towards the bus parked in the open-air parking lot.

Bang! !

In an instant, a loud explosion-like sound came from the Taoist temple behind them.

Yu Hong turned back suddenly and sensed a huge spiritual power beyond the ninth level, which burst out from the backyard and soared into the sky.

The induction of spiritual power is a very strange feeling. It is invisible and intangible, but if you use your own spiritual power to feel it, you can sense an invisible pressure coming towards you.

And the spiritual power of different levels can clearly feel the difference between strong and weak.

The strong ones will instinctively feel afraid of this pressure, while the weak ones will feel that they can easily break it.

At this time, Yu Hong sensed the burst of spiritual power, just like a stream of air blowing on his body.

He estimated in his heart.

Even if he is now at the sixth level of Guanwu Gong, he can't reach this level. And the gap is not small.

'Simply rely on spiritual power to burst out this kind of power'

Compared with these old Taoists who have practiced hard for many years, although he has good talent and firm will, he is indeed a little behind in the realm of Taoism, but because of the special practice of Qingchen Temple, this realm gap is not big.

Mainly in the mastery of the inherited Taoist instruments.

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

It was discovered that if Zhengming played all his cards, he might be only one level weaker than the old Taoists of the Yu generation.

‘It’s really the Taoist version of the saying that the young are better than the strong.’

Yu Hong followed the team and continued to run towards the bus.

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

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In the backyard.

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

From time to time, strange human faces would bulge out from the strange white cloth, emitting a terrifying chuckle.

The divine will of the inherited Taoist instruments called by the old Taoists, after being blessed on the terrifying shadows, became more powerful.

The terrifying shadows with strange shapes and silver light on their bodies surrounded them and stood still, also forming a formation to resist the pressure of the three people outside.

In addition to these, they also have to deal with the sneak attack of the three betrayers.

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

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

Obviously, they thought that as long as they killed these people, no one would know that they betrayed.

"When you die, they can naturally take over smoothly and stabilize the Daomai. Qingchen Temple can still be glorious as before, and it may even develop better." The neutral man laughed loudly.

"Bitch!" Yu Fang cursed.

"You can only be tough now, a bunch of old and immortal trash." The neutral man sneered.

"Who are you!? You dare to attack my Daomai Sect in person, this is a serious provocation to the entire Yasong Daomai!!" Yu Hen said sternly.

Although the situation is still stalemate at this time, and they even have a slight advantage, he can't hold on any longer! !

"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.

The Seven Sons of Yuantai! ?

The four people were shocked and thought of a force at the same time!

"It's the Clay Cult! Are you crazy!?"

Yu Mo was the first to react.