There are large and thick metal walls with a high three -meter higher around. The black dragon lizard is headed with a silver light on the wall, and slowly walks back and forth.

Except that the temperature is too low, there is no doubt that it is a very safe place.

Yu Hong didn't care about them, threw a batch of food and drink, and then asked them to build a cold -proof hut by themselves.

Soon, Yu Hong sat on the black boat again and returned to start the second group of people.

He has to pick up the masters as much as possible, and everyone will work together.

Warlocks, especially top warlocks, are a powerful and strong backbone for anywhere.

More than ten minutes later, another boat was pulled back. This time, he never encountered a monster to stop the road, and everything made him unbelievable.

This time I pulled over this time, mainly a member of the Lingmeng Cinghuan Guan.

The third time.

Yu Hong went there again, but

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Taizhou.

Click.

Black mist poured out of the room, and Yu Hong jumped out, half-kneeling on the ground, stood up, rushed out of the room, and looked around.

"The rest...!" He stopped mid-sentence and became quiet.

Because outside the room, everywhere you look, there are corpses.

People wearing robes and casual clothes were piled together in dense groups.

The blood gathered into a stream, gurgling from the drainage ditch at the edge of the yard into the ground.

In the middle of the main hall, the statue of Tianzun is tilted to one side, with its body disconnected.

A monk who didn't know where he came from was sitting cross-legged on the ground, lowering his head to face the statue. His body was covered with dried dark red blood.

Yu Hong walked around silently, he had already recognized him.

These are the members of the Qingchen Temple of the Spirit Alliance who came back last time and were still busy mobilizing forces to resist. At this time, they have completely stopped moving.

Many places around the Taoist temple collapsed, and the ground remained scorched black. Apparently, after he left for the second time, a spiritual disaster had already invaded the place.

The dragon lizard he left behind has long since stopped moving. The charred blackness is probably left by the dragon lizard breathing fire.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Hong rushed out from the half-open door of the Taoist temple.

The street outside was also shrouded in gray fog.

Countless sounds similar to praying and reciting Taoist scriptures floated in and out from a distance.

The distance visible from the street is only about ten meters.

Within more than ten meters, the walls were broken, the ground was sunken, and dirty clothes and shoes were scattered everywhere, but no one was anywhere.

Several colliding cars blocked the entrance of the Taoist temple, and the people inside were already dead.

Yu Hong took a deep breath and was about to continue exploring.

Suddenly, a huge layer of terrifying pressure swept across the sky.

call!

The powerful pressure crushed the few remaining buildings around in the blink of an eye.

For a moment, dust was flying in the gray fog and gravel was splashing, and the next second everything was completely suppressed.

Yu Hong restrained himself extremely, and after the oppression left, he went directly to the temporary headquarters.

A few minutes later, he arrived in front of the temporary headquarters building. Only one-third of the previous building was left, like a cardboard box that had been flattened. The entire building showed a strange distortion.

The surface of the black wall is covered with exposed patches of cement dust.

Needless to say, it was so flattened inside that there must be no one alive.
Chapter completed!