Desperate Night

With a slight regret on his face, Yu Hong got into the military jeep and headed towards Wuxing Town.

Just now, the contact with Wuxing Town was suddenly cut off, and he immediately decided to go check it out.

Although a little bit of strength was exposed, they were still able to use the special inherited Taoist weapon to get through. At least judging from the expressions of Cheng Shu and the others, they were all dubious.

After talking too much, Zhengying Zhengming and others seemed to believe it.

Of course, that's how it looks on the surface. As for what he thinks in his heart, he doesn't care, and others won't say it either.

The car's engine hummed, and Zhengxia, who had recovered somewhat, was driving.

The co-pilot sat with his partner Cheng Shu. The two of them were less affected and inhaled less poisonous gas.

At this time, he took the initiative to accompany Yu Hong to Wuxing Town to investigate the situation.

In fact, if it was Yu Hong before, they would not agree to take the initiative to run to the more dangerous Wuxing Town.

But after Yu Hong broke out and killed the deputy leader Lin Shan, everyone was silent for a while, and no one had any objections to the subsequent decisions he made.

This is the change brought about by strength.

"By the way, the search just now did not find Yuan Ming's body. He is probably not dead and escaped first."

Zhengxia made a sound while driving.

"It doesn't matter. He was hit by my inherited Taoist weapon. It's basically the same as an ordinary person being hit by a truck. His spirit was severely damaged. He doesn't have the energy to cause trouble even if he doesn't die." Yu Hong comforted him without caring.

"Can"

"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Yu Hong interrupted her.

Naturally, he would not say that he had already sent a group of dragon lizards to find the unconscious Yuan Ming in the sea, tore him into pieces and fed them to the sharks.

Never leave any trouble behind when you take action. This is the experience he has summed up now.

"Okay, don't talk about these unpleasant things. How long will it take for us to drive to Wuxing Town?" Yu Hong changed the subject.

"About half an hour." Cheng Shu replied quickly.

"I'll squint for a while. Call me when you get there." Yu Hong warned.

"good."

They both responded at the same time.

Cheng Shu and Zhengxia exchanged glances, and neither spoke again.

"Starting from today, the Taizhou Warlock Circle will probably change." Both of them could faintly see this meaning in each other's eyes.

Yu Hong's sudden outburst continuously defeated Yuan Ming, the leader of the seven Yuan Fei sons, and also calmly defeated the deputy leader of the Mud Fei Cult who appeared later.

His aura is so strong and his mental pressure is so great that it's even to the point where people can't understand it.

and

‘Did that super-speed close attack just now really come from an inherited Taoist weapon? ’ Cheng Shu was half-convinced, although what Yu Hong said was very clear and reasonable.

But the key point is that there has never been a technique in this world that can increase the human body to such exaggerated strength.

Even if the bronze and iron soldiers of the Mud Prenatal Cult can withstand bullets, it is a variation obtained by combining modern technology and using magic techniques to fuse alloy powder on the surface of the body.

The principle is equivalent to wearing a layer of all-round super bulletproof vest.

There is no warlock who has truly strengthened his body to this extent.

There are limits to how magic can interfere with matter.

This limit is the so-called limit of realistic interference.

The most famous example of the limit shown is the fusion attack performed by Ku Chan, the strongest person in Zihe Palace and the current number one Taoist genius.

Ku Chan fused the inherited Taoist weapon Chixiao Sword. With one blow, the technique partially interfered with reality due to too powerful fluctuations, completely evaporating a small area of ​​lake water.

At that time, the blow covered an area of ​​more than 30 meters, and the flames shot up nearly 100 meters.

Within a few kilometers around, everyone heard the explosion and saw a small patch of night sky dyed red.

Such power may seem powerful, but to the military, it is actually the explosive power of a large incendiary bomb.

This is the limit of the magic's interference with real matter.

The interference with the living body's magic formula is even smaller.

Many masters are trying to use magic to strengthen their physical fitness to the point of resisting guns and artillery.

But all failed.

Because the limit of strengthening the body through the technique is only a small amount stronger than that of top athletes, that's all.

For example, the sprint limit of ordinary top athletes is nine seconds for 100 meters, so a master warlock who has spent time and effort to strengthen his body can achieve a speed of seven seconds for 100 meters.

That's all.

This enhancement is still the best result after spending countless resources.

So now many warlocks are beginning to seek the combination of technology and Taoism, and the bronze and iron soldiers of the Mud Fetus Cult are such a case.

The speed that Yu Hong burst out just now was absolutely absolute, more than 100 meters and seven seconds.

Cheng Shu's mind was a little confused, but she believed that the people in Qingchen Temple were even more confused than her.

Yu Hong is not simple, at least not as simple as it seems on the surface.

'The only good thing is that at least he is on our side. ’ Cheng Shu sighed in his heart.

She looked at Zhengxia who was driving, and there was still a trace of confusion on his delicate and tired face.

Obviously still confused by Yu Hong's performance just now.

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Qingchen Temple·Main Hall.

Old Taoist Yu Hen put down his cell phone, his face dull, and he looked ahead, his eyes somewhat out of focus.

"How is it?? How is the situation over there!? Let's talk about the beach first. Girl Meng is here in Wuxing Town. She will be fine! Tell us quickly."

Yu Mo, Yu Shi and other old men gathered around them, forming a formation and sitting cross-legged on the ground.

At this time, I saw that the visitor answered the phone, and immediately asked and urged me impatiently.

"Meng Yatou is still fighting on her side. She is a little injured and has been suppressed, but there is something wrong with the situation on the other side." Yu Hen shook his head with a complex expression.

"What's wrong? Just tell me!" Yu Mo urged, patting the ground.

"It's Zhengrou." Yuhen looked at the anxious brothers around him.

"What's wrong with Zhengrou!?" Yu Mo suddenly became more anxious when he heard his apprentice.

"He" Yuhen didn't know how to explain, "He seemed"

"Injured!?? Are you injured??" Yu Mo suddenly became anxious and turned over to stand up.

"I told him not to let him go. How old is he!? He has only been practicing Taoism for less than a year. You have to say that he is strong. If he doesn't go, he will lose an important fighting force. The impact will be great. How about now? ? ? Are you injured or something happened? If Qingchen Guan loses a great talent, do you know what a loss it will be? I won’t be able to eat or sleep during this period."

"Senior brother, they have only left for two hours." Yu Zhong couldn't help but interrupt in a low voice. “It’s not time to eat yet”

"Isn't this a metaphor!? Metaphor, do you understand!? Ah!?" Yumohuo Daodao.

"Junior brother, listen to me first." Yuhen quickly raised his hand to comfort him, with a wry smile on his face.

"I'm listening, you're right!" Yu Mo sat down angrily.

"Aren't I just thinking about how to organize my language?" Yu Hen said helplessly.

"Quick, quick, quick! Don't be procrastinating, you are faster!!" Yu Mo started to get angry again.

"Don't worry."

"Can I not be in a hurry!? Do you know how I came here during that period of time?? I usually take pictures of beautiful women at this time, but now I can't even look at the pictures. You know what this means to me How much harm is it? I was already in the Taoist realm and could no longer hold on. I relied on beautiful pictures to stabilize my Taoist mind. Now that my mentality is wrong, I'm afraid I'll do it again if I go back." Yu Mo started to get angry again.

Bang! !

There was a loud bang.

Yuhen finally couldn't help it and slapped his hand on the floor.

"Okay! Zhengrou is fine. Not only is he fine, he also killed Yuan Ming, the leader of the seven sons of the Yuan Fei. He also killed Lin Shan, the deputy leader of the Mu Fetus Cult!! It is said that the method he used in the end was not like Taoism, but pure close proximity. The speed and strength of his movements are beyond comprehension!

Yuhen finished speaking without stopping and exhaled.

"That's it! With incomprehensible speed and strength, when he was about to fall behind in the Taoist competition, he directly defeated the deputy leader Lin Shan! Lin Shan's strength at least crossed the absolute limit. Can you understand my feelings now? ?ah!?"

He slapped the floor and yelled.

There was silence in the hall.

All Taoist priests of the Yu generation were stunned by the content revealed in this passage.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly open and he was still, and he only pressed the button on the phone to make a call halfway.

"I think it may be that, just like what is described in the novel, Zhengrou suddenly breaks out in a desperate situation, and her realm skyrockets and her strength increases greatly." Yufang dryly tried to round it off.

No one responded.

Qingchen Temple finally produced a top genius. They really wanted a real rise and a real genius to control the tripod sect.

But now, Yu Hong has given them hope.

But at this moment, this hope seems to be a little false.

"Perhaps it is an inherited Taoist weapon. Although Zhengrou's Taoist tool is of Xuan level, I have never heard of anyone adapting it. Maybe it happens to be a type that can greatly strengthen the physical body. I can't say for sure?" He also spoke out, but his voice was dry, and even he couldn't believe the content.

"Kuchan and the two heavenly masters have also tried to strengthen their physical bodies, but the limit is there. If it were them, I would believe it to this extent. But Zhengrou was an ordinary person before this," Yu Hen said in a deep voice.

Several people were silent again.

For more than ten minutes, everyone said nothing, but carefully thought about the meaning behind this matter, and what attitude the entire Qingchen Temple should adopt when facing Hong.

"No matter what! Zhengrou is practicing the Taoism of our Qingchen Temple!" Yu Mo said suddenly, his voice getting louder.

"He has also been recognized by the Hall of Inheritance, and the spiritual imprints of the ancestors have recognized him. What he holds is also the inheritance Taoist tool of our Qingchen Temple! Now he is also fighting for the Taoist Temple and Taizhou, even if he Hiding some bad past, so what!”

He slowly stood up, his voice gradually getting higher and louder from weak.

"So, why are we hesitating here!?" Yu Mo looked at several people.

These words were like a big bell, completely waking up everyone present.

"Yes. As long as he has not done anything harmful to the Taoist temple, why should we ask about his past? As long as he is still a member of our Qingchen Temple, that is enough!" Yuhen also figured it out, with a smile on his face. The tangle is gone.

"What the temple master said is absolutely true!"

"That's it! How can we delay the rise that is rare in a century because of internal strife over this trivial matter?"

"We should unite as one, work hard and move forward bravely!!"

"Well said!" Yu Mo said loudly, "I will talk to Zhengrou in person about this matter when he comes back. Don't worry, everyone, it's okay!"

Snap.

He waved his hand and hit the wooden board hard on the ground. The sound was loud, indicating his determination.