Lord of the Night

If the losses in the entire southeast were finally gathered together, it would probably be an extremely terrifying figure.

Zhao Shanhe was sitting at the headquarters, numbly constantly receiving feedback from the major guard halls, one by one with bad news.

There are countless familiar and unfamiliar names that have been avenged and sacrificed.

Many more were reported missing.

Everyone knows what it means when a person who goes out to search and rescue disappears under such circumstances and cannot be found.

There are seventeen continents in the southeast and hundreds of small towns guarding the main hall. News is constantly coming, and the number of deaths and missing people is constantly adding up.

It's getting bigger and bigger.

Zhao Shanhe could only feel that his heart was getting colder.

Every piece of news that comes is a severe blow to the heart of his commander-in-chief!

So far, more than 30 million people in the southeast have survived through search and rescue.

But...the main guard halls plus the lost guards from the southeast headquarters, the current number is close to 10,000!

There are also a large number of people trapped in the wind and snow.

The number of people left waiting for rescue is at least tens of millions.

Scattered throughout the vast southeastern land in the wind and snow.

At the Southeast Headquarters, all major leaders gathered in the Hall of Heroes.

Silently looking at the familiar names in the smoke.

Everyone was silent.

This is a question of sacrifice that requires no choice but must be faced.

How can the people outside not save them?

However, there are also young leaders of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church outside. They are even more difficult to search for and kill in such a wind and snow.

As a martial arts master, it is not easy to save people in the wind and snow. And it's even more difficult to save ordinary people without force.

Even after the person is found, the rescue is slow during the return journey, making it easier to be attacked and unable to escape.

But on the contrary... as martial arts masters, it is very easy for people from the Weaponic Orthodox Church to just kill people and cause destruction in the wind and snow!

They appeared suddenly, struck suddenly, killed with one blow, and flew far away in an instant without any scruples!

Huge advantages versus huge disadvantages!

Ordering a search and rescue operation is tantamount to putting the lives of the brothers into immeasurable danger.

As long as you go out, life or death is not up to you.

But if we don’t go out...how long can ordinary people survive in the wind and snow? In some cases, if you go a few hours late, the entire village will be gone!

Stop going out for search and rescue! ——No one dares to give this order!

Continue the search and rescue efforts! This order... takes so much courage. What a sacrifice!

And how long will this natural disaster last? No one can say for sure.

But one thing is certain: even if the blizzard stops, the snow that already exists on the ground will still cause endless trouble.

And these troubles cannot be eliminated even within a year.

What followed was floods, plagues, and poor harvests...

In the Hall of Heroic Spirits.

Zhao Shanhe stood with his hands behind his back, the incense candles were burning continuously, and in the smoke, the faces of the old brothers seemed to still be emerging one by one.

Kind, familiar, determined, fearless, no regrets!

"save!"

Zhao Shanhe said with a stern face and his heart as if he was being torn apart: "Yes, we may die. But so what? Isn't that what we defenders do?"

"If we watch a large number of people freeze to death and starve to death, then what use are we, the defenders, to have!?"

"Without this heavy snow, wouldn't we be fighting against the Solipsism? How would the fighting ever stop? How would the sacrifices ever stop!?"

Zhao Shanhe's voice was hoarse: "We are all dead, and new strength will naturally come in! However, we must do something, and the people must save us!"

"But the search and rescue team should try to maintain units of more than 100 people and not disperse any more. If the number is less than 100 people, contact and wait in place."

"Although there is the danger of being wiped out by the enemy, there is also the opportunity to fight and annihilate the enemy!"

All the leaders of the Southeast Headquarters straightened their backs immediately!

"Follow the order!"

Zhao Shanhe looked at the memorial tablet of heroes and said hoarsely: "Even if you die, you will be reunited with these brothers again! What do you and I... have to fear?"

"When an official does not save the people, but only cares about his own life, how can we cope with the support that the people have given us for thousands of years?!"

"That's what the chief said!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

Suddenly the atmosphere exploded.

The sadness slowly subsided and was replaced by infinite majesty and awe!

Thoughts have been unified.

save!

Even if I die, I still have to save him!

The final word.

There was a sudden sound of wind outside, and then, there was a crazy explosion, and mountains and seas of evil energy fell from the sky.

Everyone suddenly turned their heads.

"Captain Fang is back!"

Someone is shouting.

Before he finished speaking, Fang Che had already entered the Heroes' Sacrifice Hall, covered in wind, snow and ice.

Smoke billows.

There are many spiritual tablets.

But Fang Che saw Shen Zhixuan's name at first sight.

Just like that skinny old man, still squatting there and smiling at himself.

It seems that he is still saying: Little monkey, you are back.

Fang Che endured tears all the way and finally burst into tears.

A pair of warm hands supported him.

It's An Ruoxing.

"Fang Che, it was me who got your teacher into trouble. He did it for me..."

An Ruoxing's voice was choked.

"It's not your fault."

There were tears in Fang Che's eyes, but he was conscious and said softly: "Teacher Shen did the right thing. If it were me, I would do the same thing!"

"Although we are reluctant to measure life by value, we must follow this rule when it comes to life and death on the battlefield."

"The southeast can lack a warrior with high cultivation level, but it cannot lack a commander who can coordinate the overall situation. I understand!"

Fang Che said in a low voice: "So, you don't have to blame yourself!"

"Teacher Shen's death will not be in vain. If you do more things for the people of Southeast Asia in the future, Teacher Shen will be worth it."

The words are spoken.

But my heart is tearing apart.

Yes, as Fang Che said, he understands. He really understands! And you must understand it!

He didn't understand that it was not himself who was being insulted, but Teacher God.

But after all, it is one's own relatives who have lost it!

Who understands this kind of pain!

Fang Che walked to the spiritual throne, slowly knelt down, took three sticks of incense in his hand, and held them quietly in his hand.

The cigarette lit up and merged into the blue smoke in the air.

He prayed devoutly.

Not moving.

Zhao Shanhe expected Fang Che to go crazy, but it didn't happen.

In Fang Che's heart, Teacher Shen spent his life fighting for the people and the mainland, and now he died protecting his comrades for the sake of justice.

A worthy death!

You can't go crazy.

That would disgrace Teacher Shen.

Zhao Shanhe issued an order at the Heroic Spirit Sacrifice Hall, and the southeast headquarters was to arrange the people in the city on each continent, maintain order in the city, and remove the snow in the city.

On the other hand, we continue to dispatch forces to search and rescue the southeast!

"Fang Che!"

Zhao Shanhe said: "You stay and keep vigil for your divine teacher all night."

"I'll leave in a minute."

Fang Che put three sticks of incense in the incense burner.

He took a few steps back, bowed deeply to the ground, and said solemnly: "Teacher Shen, he... now has time, he can wait. But what he devoted his whole life to, the people he was still trying to save until his death, have Can’t wait any longer.”

The mist in his eyes kept rising.

Gritting his teeth, a cruel and cold smile appeared on his face, and said: "Besides, I'm afraid that Mu Feng of the Fate Sect...he can't wait!"

The grief and anger in Fang Che's heart turned into a roar like a ghost door opening and thousands of ghosts coming out.

"I'm afraid he can't wait!!!"

The mountains of resentment and hatred revealed in Fang Che's voice made everyone who heard it, even if they were in the same camp, couldn't help but shudder.

"Deputy Chief An."

Fang Che looked at the spiritual position of old man Shen with his eyes in trance, and stretched out his hand to one side: "Give me Teacher Shen's sword."

He took the sword and inserted the space ring into his backhand.

Then burn incense, make offerings, sit at the door of the Heroic Spirits Sacrifice Hall, close your eyes, and remain still quietly.

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren came in to offer incense to the heroic spirits.

Then he sat next to Fang Che and wanted to talk to him.

But it feels like Fang Che now is like a piece of ice that refuses to melt.

Sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, paying no attention to anyone.

I couldn't even feel the temperature of my body or his breathing.

People come and go in the Heroic Spirit Sacrifice Hall, and defenders constantly come to pay their respects, then turn around and walk out, heading back to the vast snowfield, the vast battlefield...

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren sat for a while, and suddenly felt empty around them.

He turned around quickly and took a look.

But he saw that Fang Che, who was by his side, had disappeared without knowing when.

…

"Tell Fang Che to avenge me!"

This is what Shen Zhixuan said to An Ruoxing, leaving it to himself.

Fang Che only felt that his heart had been burned, and his soul and consciousness were burning violently and exploding violently.

He galloped through the wind and snow.

The cold wind in front of him, the severe cold between heaven and earth, and the endless heavy snow could not extinguish the fire in his chest at all.

Not even a little bit weaker.

Instead, it's like ladles of oil constantly pouring on the fire!

The sea is unscrupulous! Mu Feng! Destiny Sect!

He didn't even return to Prince Fang's Mansion or the Inspection Hall. He just carried the murderous aura that was about to kill a hole in the sky and came to the mountains and forests with the evil aura surging all the way.

He himself didn't even feel that in the midst of the boundless hatred and murderous aura, a certain bottleneck of the Hatred Heaven Sword was quietly breaking through and advancing quietly!

The Blood Smoker also seems to have received new nutrients and is quietly growing stronger.

The techniques of the Only Self Orthodox Sect, nourished by hatred and murderous intent that cannot be controlled by oneself, are indeed extremely effective.

After Fang Che felt the strange spiritual energy in his body, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

Then he discovered that the Five Spirit Gu in his body was quietly growing stronger.

Sensing a thrill of excitement.

However, he was immediately severely suppressed by Wuliang Sutra and continued to live and die happily...

He directly changed his appearance in the snow and turned into the appearance of a night devil.

Fang Che was shocked and activated his blood smoke hand.

Bloody mist suddenly rose around him.

I can no longer see my face.

Fang Che is in the air now. If someone encounters him, no one will think that he is a guardian!

The evil spirit is overwhelming.

Murderous aura roared in all directions.

Bloody smoke rises.

Full of weirdness and cruelty.

"Blood Smoke Hand, we have to think of a way to move forward."

With the blood-smoke hand behind him, Fang Che restrained his murderous and evil aura, and headed directly across thousands of miles to the former site of the Night Demon Sect's headquarters.

It took Fang Che three days from leaving to coming back.

For three days, everyone, including dragons, phoenixes, horses, cattle, sheep, and Mowu, was busy.

Sites are constantly being opened up.

The caves are being dug one by one.

According to Mo Wang: "This entire mountain is the main rudder! As long as it is properly arranged and continuously solidified with spiritual power, it will be indestructible."

“Any kind of site can be opened up in the heart of the mountain.”

"And we can reserve an escape tunnel that only our own people know."

"The number of people is not large. The leader obviously doesn't want to build a palace."

"And whether it is recruiting people from the Solipsistic Orthodox Church or recruiting people from the local area, it is too far away, too inefficient, and there is a possibility of leaking secrets."

"It's better to do it all by yourself, it will just be a little more tiring."

"When it takes shape, the leader will directly cover it with a large protective formation, and then the power of God Centipede will naturally solidify. That is, it will be impregnable. It is much more secure than any palace construction!"

"Furthermore, it is a big mountain, so it doesn't attract anyone's attention. It would be better if the entrances and exits for daily access should be set up in hidden places such as cliffs..."

Long Yikong put forward his opinion: "What if there are family members moving in in the future? How can we live surrounded by cliffs?"

"Why do the family members care so much?"

Mo Wang rolled his eyes: "If you fall to death, just fall to death. People who have no cultivation are not qualified to live in it! Don't you understand what the leader means?"

Everyone nodded silently.

"That's right. The leader is indeed a person who can do anything cruel."

"The key now is... what to do with our teaching base. The leader does not allow the massacre of civilians, so do we have to attack the guard hall to replenish blood?"

Ma Qianli raised this urgent question.

"This is something the teacher should consider."

Mo Wu, who was constantly beating large tracts of rocks into stone powder, stopped, looked at everyone with his gray eyes, and said softly: "Maybe you just worked within the sect before, and have not experienced this kind of situation under one person from the subordinate sect. It’s a good time, but I’m a few years older, and it’s the beginning of the sect and it needs manpower, so I would like to offer you a few words of mercy.”

Mo Wang's cold eyes flashed with coldness: "But from now on, I may not be able to say it."

"In the subordinate sect, since you choose to follow the leader of the Night Demon, then... ask less questions, make less suggestions, and act in accordance with the leader's wishes. Even if you don't understand or understand, you must do it."

"As for why...how can there be so many reasons?"

Mo Huan looked at the five people and said calmly: "Asking so many whys and asking so many what to do is because you were beaten too little!"

"Idiots! All five of you are!"

Mo Wu scolded him unceremoniously.

As Mo Wang said, he himself was not so kind, but the start-up of the sect required manpower, and Mo Wang himself was the oldest and had the highest cultivation level. He also needed to establish his own status, so he mentioned something today.

"This means that there are only a few of us down here. You have been around the world for so long and have worked so much with others. Who has ever given you some guidance? Aren't you all enlightened by yourself? You expect others to teach you the truth... Naive, we are in a situation where What kind of environment is this? Everyone is so clueless!"

"When the leader needs us to discuss, he raises questions and throws them out. At that time, you have plenty of time to talk! Except for that time, everyone should keep their mouths shut!"

"Otherwise, I won't even know how I died!"

Mo Wan snorted: "One more thing, let me remind you that the leader has just died and his elder is in a bad mood. If anyone is not afraid of death, feel free to say more. Anyway, it will definitely not be me who dies."

"Keep your mouth shut, not only can you get promoted, but you can also live longer."

Mo Wang looked at the dragon, phoenix, horse, cattle and sheep with a sneer.

The five people were silent for a while, and stopped what they were doing at the same time: "Thank you, Mr. Mo!"

"Don't thank me."

Mo Wang waved his hand quickly: "At least don't thank me before the leader assigns duty officers. Otherwise, before the leader has arranged it, I, Mo Wang, have already started to form a clique. Isn't that just asking for death?"

Five people laughed at the same time.

Although Mo Wang's words were stating the facts, they also served as another reminder to the five people.

"Hurry up and work. No matter what, we must first make the leader's bedroom, study, main hall, martial arts field, spiritual energy room, etc."

"Then the public facilities do it first. Then we do our own last."

Everyone was talking while working.

"Mr. Mo, you are so awesome at how you do this. The architectural drawings you made, this and this...this is really something that ordinary people can't do."

Feng Wanxia was very surprised: "Are you still studying this?"

Mo Xiaoxiao's heart felt like death: "Our Mo family has been facing threats of life and death for many years since the two ancestors died in the battle... Saving life has been engraved in the bones. Many times, we have cut open mountains for future generations to hide in. Go hide, to be honest, I am really familiar with this trick..."

When he mentioned Mo Wang's sad things, everyone hurriedly shut up.

After a long time, Long Yikong finally couldn't help himself: "Old Mo, how many people in your Mo family...are there now?"

Suddenly, Long Yikong was dug into Feng Wanxia's flesh with her nails.

Suddenly, his whole body convulsed with pain, and he became furious: "What are you doing?!"

Mo Wan sighed and said: "There are less than twenty, two of them are old servants, eight women, and... five boys and three girls who are no more than ten years old."

"But the martial arts qualifications are not enough, so I came out and made a last ditch effort."

Mo Wang sighed deeply and said, "As a warrior, you know that some people's aptitude can be supplemented, their essence can be cleansed, and they can be beaten with natural treasures, but for some people, even if they soak in the Immortal Palace, it is useless."

Long Yikong and others all felt the same about this.

Naturally, they knew this kind of martial arts waste.

"But these boys in the family, although they are wastes, have to be kept, and they are expected to carry on the family line and continue the bloodline..."

Mo Wang sighed, "Maybe the offspring can give birth to people with good aptitude?"

Everyone sighed together, "Brother Mo, it's not easy for you either."

"It's more than easy."

Mo Wang smiled, "If I die, the rest of the family will basically starve to death. Now even our enemies no longer target our family, because... there is no threat at all."

There is no topic to talk about.

It's too much to talk about.

"Work, pay attention to Hai Wuliang's sneak attack."

The six people continued to work in silence.

It must be said that Saint-level masters work fast. While devoting most of their mental energy to guard against surprise attacks, they still work at a very fast speed.

Bypassing the stone pillars drawn by Mo Wang, they turned large pieces of stone in the belly of the mountain into powder.

Ma Qianli, Niu Baizhan and Yang Jiucheng acted as cleaners, carrying the stone powder out again and again and throwing it under the cliff on the other side of the mountain.

Every time, the three of them acted together to avoid attacks.

It was like moving a small mountain at a time.

On the evening of the third day.

While they were working urgently, the wind sounded.

Fang Che landed here.

"Master! Your subordinates are here to see you!"

Fang Che walked in with a gloomy face.

His mood was extremely low, but he still felt shocked, because the belly of the mountain was actually in good shape.

But he didn't go in at all.

Instead, he directly ordered: "Come out! This is it."

Called everyone out, and then quickly placed the jade of the formation base around the mountain and put it away quickly.

Fang Che directly used the seal of the leader, and the spiritual energy gushed out. The five spirits suddenly rushed out, and an invisible sky net instantly fell to the ground and disappeared.

Only in one corner, there was a black hole.

It was like a mouth.

The blood after killing people was poured in from here, and only then could the formation be truly completed. Only when it was fully filled, could the real protective formation be formed!

On the day of formation, this mouth would also disappear instantly and become invisible.

The six people looked at the leader, who had so carelessly decided on the location of the church.

They couldn't help but be stunned.

Fang Che reached out and touched the mouth on the ground, and there was a small cone-shaped barrel in his hand.

It was dark red, exuding an infinite evil aura.

This was the blood collector of the protective formation.

The five spirits automatically flew out of the body, hovered on the cone, and sent a soul message to Fang Che.

Fang Che drew out the Dark Emperor Sword, exuding murderous aura. The conical barrel covered the tip of the sword, and then an inexplicable aura emanated from it.

"You six, use your own weapons to connect to the blood barrel."

"Go!"

The six people drew out their weapons at the same time.

Placing them on the conical barrel, they all felt that their weapons seemed to be connected to the barrel, which was very strange.

"This is the arrangement of the Heavenly Centipede God. From this moment on, until the formation of the great array of protection of the religion is completed, every person you kill during this period, as long as there is a bleeding wound on the body, the blood in the whole body will automatically enter this blood barrel. Come back and pour it into this hole, and you can slowly form the array foundation and form the great array of protection of the religion!"

Fang Che looked at the blood barrel in his hand, his eyes were dim and inexplicable.

"So that's it."

Although everyone was a member of the Weiwei Orthodox Church, it was the first time they saw such a magical thing and a magical thing, and they couldn't help but marvel.

"Okay!"

Fang Che gave an order, and he stood up with murderous aura: "Go! Follow me to kill people!"

The golden-horned dragon roared out!

Mo Wang and the dragon, phoenix, horse, cow and sheep followed closely behind him, and the goose-wing-shaped guard battle formation flashed in the wind and snow.

An inexplicable terrifying murderous intent suddenly spread between heaven and earth.