"Zhenjun has continued to find other desperate doors!" Floating Bai replied.

"Let me see!"

Yu Hong left the Taoist outlook, and did not notify anyone, unfolded the legs, and went to the beach at full speed.

Through the martial arts urban area, cross the wall, and kill the wandering black disaster monsters all the way.

A few minutes later, when he arrived at the beach, Agris gathered out of thin air, held him, rushed into the sea, and swim in the door of despair.

At this time, the night was in the sky, the dense fog permeated, and the sea could not be seen at the sea.

More than ten minutes.

Yu Hong found the position of the original Yin Tianzhu, and it turned out that the extremely prominent huge Tianzhu completely disappeared.

The number of black disaster monsters in the surrounding seawater also has a lot less.

He was happy in his heart, and immediately began to clean up the black wave with a higher dangerous dangerous shadow around.

When the time is, three days have passed.

In these three days.

Quanhe Zhenjun only rests for six hours a day, and the rest of the time is running out, and the record is quite powerful.

In three days, she closed more than thirty seats of despair, and it was estimated that the first monster was killed and could not be found, so she couldn't close it.

Such an efficiency of action greatly relieves the resistance of the Great Wall of Yatong disaster.

It also allows the disaster countermeasures to focus more strength on the door of the spiritual disaster.

And what makes Yuhong more happy is that this method is also effective for the gate of Wanling.

Quanhe Zhenjun also found a door to try.

Unexpectedly. The door to the disaster was closed.

This time, the affected people of the Great Wall of the Disaster Great Wall were boiling.

During this time, the spiritual disasters and black disasters opened by the Seven Murder were mainly concentrated in the southern part of Yasong, the north, and two major blocks.

The affected people are mainly civilians in these two parts.

Benefiting from the vast land, many monsters have not affected the rest of the regional cities.

Coupled with the timely establishment of the Great Wall of Disaster, only about 30 cities in more than thirty -seats were affected.

The remaining areas were mainly affected by the night, and the fog permeated.

After confirming that Quanhe Zhenjun really closed a large number of dark disaster, Yatong officially ordered all the forces to cooperate around her.

And Yu Hong also ordered the Lingmeng to take the opportunity to attack as much as possible, and to destroy the living power of monsters.

Such a situation, after two weeks.

finally.

Zihe Palace Site.

Over the ruins of the large palace, Quanhe Zhenjun stepped on huge transparent cranes, watching the Yinqi Tianzhu in front of the sky.

"This is the last door of Wanling." She was easy to tone, with a strong release.

Behind it, the high -rise of Lingmeng and the high -level Taoist veins have gathered here.

Even the remnant masters of the Seven Meridsens gathered here.

These times they were pulled to fill in the line, and wherever they need, they couldn't take it out, regardless of their life and death.

With continuous consumption, the seven fierce alliance staff decreased by more than half, and the rest were the killing machines that were depleted, a killing machine with a deadly manner.

In the seven fierceness, the ghost bell was missing, and it was said that it was attacked by the dead meditation. But no one cares.

The remaining seven murderers don't care about Long Qingzi who recovered. Yu Hong didn't care.

Compared to a ghost bell in the dead Zen area, it dies.

The value of withered Zen is significantly higher.

After experiencing a lot of conspiracy calculations, the current withered Zen finally opened up and knew that the attack was attacked.

It is no longer as naive as before.

At this time, he stood on the side of Hong, and he didn't hold his wife's body anymore in his hand. Instead, he changed a black road robe. The disfigured face was wearing a golden portrait mask. The mask was slightly feminine.

appearance.

"After this door is closed, can everything finally end?" He asked softly.

"It's over for the time being." Yu Hong nodded.

"It's just this dark night, why isn't it still? The last door is obviously closed."

"Maybe when the door is closed, it will slowly dissipate." Yu Hong guessed. "Anyway, closing the door is a good thing to us!"

A ticket warlock nodded one after another, at this time, he looked up at Quanhe Zhenjun in the sky.
Chapter completed!