Desperate Night

Chapter 370 370 Wave Two

The huge grief was like a wave, hitting his rational defense line one after another.

"Dad just used a spell on me to make me hide. I'm a little worried about how my parents are doing?" Ying'er was still asking.

"They, they're fine." Ku Chan had tears and snot on his face, which were blown away by the strong wind and thrown behind him.

He choked back.

"You have to hold on and get better soon. When the time comes, our family will be together. We will all be together."

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

On the road ahead, a white five-seater car was approaching.

On the side of the car are the dark gold words "Nine Doors of Yunshu Mountain Road".

He recognized this kind of car. It was an exclusive luxury car that was usually only equipped by Dao Mei's top executives.

A high-level figure of this level definitely carries life-saving quick-acting medicine and first-aid talismans with him!

"Help!" Ku Chan suddenly shouted, slowing down his motorcycle and swinging sideways to block the opponent's path.

The car also braked quickly and almost missed the collision.

Click.

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

"Hurry and save my wife! She is seriously injured. She is a high-ranking person in a spiritual disaster."

laugh!

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

Bang! !

The mental shock, like the sound of an ancient bell, instantly shook his entire consciousness to a halt.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp pain in the heart.

Wait until you come to your senses.

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

A large amount of blood gushed out from his chest and poured down.

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

Uh-huh.

The masked man drew his sword behind Lightning, and a cold light flashed.

The sword blade passed between Ying'er's neck and split into two.

The head rolled out, blood spurted out, and everything seemed to be still at this moment.

"No!! Yinger!!"

Ku Chan opened his eyes wide, and the pain in his heart was incomparable to the pain and despair he felt when he saw his fiancée and unborn child being killed in front of him.

"The Red Sky Sword is really wasted in your hands."

The man in the golden eagle mask said coldly, and grabbed Ku Chan from a distance.

Clang!

The red Scarlet Sky Sword flew out of the air and landed firmly in his palm.

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

This kind of inherited Taoist weapon that can only be used by the sect can actually be commanded like an arm in the hands of this person!

This completely subverted the basic common sense that Ku Chan had learned since childhood.

thump.

Ku Chan fell down the cliff and hit the surging canyon water at the bottom, causing a large splash.

The golden-masked man kicked Ying'er's body and let it fall down the cliff together.

"Don't you need a last-ditch attack?" Another golden-masked man got out of the car and asked in a deep voice.

"His heart was pierced by me and he will definitely die." The man in the golden eagle mask replied coldly. "Let's go, I got the Red Sky Sword."

The two quickly got into the car, jumped over the motorcycle, and sped off into the distance.

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

Ku Chan's heart was pierced, but his powerful Taoist realm and magical skills, as well as his unremitting efforts to achieve breakthroughs over the years, kept him from dying completely for a while.

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

From the tattered Taoist robes on his body, dark red blood lines escaped from the water.

At this time, everything seemed to be quiet. He was the only one looking quietly at the turbulent pale blue water above his head.

In the broken waves, it seemed that everything he had experienced in his life from childhood to adulthood was constantly being replayed.

He just sinks quietly, sinks

Like a still statue, motionless.

until.

puff.

A new corpse also slowly sank from above.

It's Ying'er's headless body.

Her head was washed away by the rapids and she didn't know where it went.

Ku Chan slowly raised his head and looked at the body of his wife that was once so familiar to him.

Slowly, huge spiritual fluctuations of silence, despair, and gloom spread out around him.

In this dark underwater depth, the last step that had troubled Ku Chan for a long time was to break through the limits of his sect and find his own new path. At this moment, it seemed to become completely clear.

Buzz.

On Ku Chan's neck, a little purple fluorescence suddenly lit up under his skin.

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

He didn't know what it was then, but now, Kuchan understands.

This is an ultra-miniature life-saving technique that his father spent a lot of resources on him.

Under the water, circles of increasingly majestic mental fluctuations, centered on Ku Chan, continued to spread to the surroundings.

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

Ku Chan silently went up and reached out to catch Ying'er's sinking body.

The majestic mental fluctuations in his body began to shrink suddenly, like a black hole, as if it could swallow up and absorb all the surrounding conscious thoughts.

This state of extreme dispersion from the outside to contraction within has a unified honorific title within Xuanmen.

His name is: Heavenly Master.

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roadside. Yu Hong took his mobile phone and kept dialing the number.

Buzz.

A white car passed by him, with the Taoist mark faintly engraved on it.

Yu Hong planned to take a closer look, but the phone in his hand happened to be connected, so he didn't pay attention.

"Hey, are you Master Zuo? I am Zhengrou, the master of Qingchen Temple, which belongs to the Dao Channel."

"I am Tianshi Taoist Hongming. Tianshi is not free right now. If you have anything to do, tell me. I will write it down and relay it to him." A lazy young female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I have something urgent here. Can you please answer the phone directly to Zuo Tianshi?" Yu Hong frowned.

Snap.

The other side hung up.

Yu Hong felt angry and dialed the other party's number again. But this time the connection from the other side was not picked up and I just ignored it.

Ten times in a row, he was so angry that he left a message on the phone and then simply changed his number.

This time it was handed to Xu Chongxu Tianshi from Xia Yuan Tianshi Mansion.

Fortunately this time, after dialing three times, a Taoist boy told him gently. Xu Tianshi has already gone out, and he never takes his mobile 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 used by the alliance leader these days. It has expired." Qinghuang sent another message later.

Yu Hong dialed directly.

Snap.

The person on the other side actually picked up right away.

"Dare I ask, is it Senior Long Qingzi from the Seven Evil Alliance across from you??" Yu Hong asked aloud.

"Wrong number." The other person replied impatiently.

There was a click and it hung up.

Yu Hong held the phone and didn't even know whether he should continue to call for a moment.

After a moment of silence and regaining his mood, he sent text messages to these three phones one by one. Describe carefully the intensity of the spiritual disaster you saw.

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

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

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

But then there was absolutely no movement.

"." Yu Hong hesitated for a moment but did not go to check. Instead, he turned the car around and headed back towards Taizhou.

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

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The destruction of Zihe Palace was completely confirmed.

One of the most powerful and centuries-old Mysterious Sects, the third among the Nine Sects, was completely destroyed and disappeared in such a short period of time.

Even Taoist Ku Chan, known as the greatest genius of Xuanmen, is missing. It is suspected that he was also killed.

This news was like a bomb, shaking the entire Asun warlock world into confusion.

But before everyone could relax, breaking news came out one after another.

Across Asun, at least 30 places reported large-scale cases of disease infecting animals and attacking humans overnight.

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

The outbreak of these series of cases suddenly caused the Asun government to panic. They immediately summoned Daomai and Buddhism to the capital for a meeting.

After compiling all the information.

The huge state machinery began to operate, and all places where disasters and heavy fog broke out were strictly sealed off, and people and vehicles were not allowed to enter or exit.

At the same time, the nine sects of Dao Mai joined forces with official forces to conduct a nationwide search.

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

In order to prevent the Seven Evil Alliance from further aggravating the disaster, masters from the nine sects of Taoism gathered together, and the two heavenly masters took action together - leading the team to intercept Long Qingzi!

Chongyun Province·Fushou Mountain.

As the most famous mountain in Asong, Fushou Mountain is the first mountain that has frequently appeared in the Zen ceremonies of various dynasties since ancient times.

During the operation of the Seven Evil Alliance, more than six Yin Qi Heavenly Pillars were deployed around here.

At this time, six gray sky pillars connected the sky to the earth, and gray clouds rotated. Surrounding the entire Fushou Mountain in the center, it seems to form a natural formation ceremony.

The top of Fushou Mountain.

The wind was howling, the clouds were thick, and the sky was dark. On the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain, a middle-aged Taoist in black with a strange expression stood quietly.

The Taoist stood with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the cloudy sky.

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

The Taoist smiled and spoke.

"That's why I chose the location of this ceremony here. The Fengchan Terrace has been the place where emperors consecrate themselves since ancient times. The spiritual gathering place of mountains and rivers is also the most prosperous place in Asong. I like it very much."

"Long Qingzi. I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to be so bold as to cause such a big trouble!"

On the cliff behind, a red light flashed past. An old Taoist with a fleshy face and gray hair, holding a silver whisk, slowly walked up to the top of the mountain. His eyes were full of hatred, staring at the middle-aged Taoist.

"Master Xu Tian is here well. It seems that you are still strong and in good health." Long Qingzi turned around and looked at the person with a smile.

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

"Senior is too arrogant." Long Qingzi didn't care, "Don't you think that without your guidance, I wouldn't be able to take this final step?"

"Do you think you can escape today?" Xu Chong said coldly. "I'll wait for the two of them to gather together, and the disciple leaders will take care of the remaining seven villains. Today, you will die!"

The words just fell.

A white-robed Taoist appeared behind him again.

The Taoist has long snow-white hair, sharp eyes, holding a white fly whisk, and a skinny figure.

Astonishingly, it was Zuo Yunfeng, the Wuran Taoist who was the number one in Taoism today, the most powerful in the world, the Heavenly Master of Shangyuan Heavenly Master's Mansion.

(End of chapter)