Desperate Night

More than ten minutes later.

Yu Hong returned from the beach alone.

There were no traces of fighting on his body, not only because the previous battle ended too quickly, but also because there was no need to fight again in the follow-up.

A thin booklet was held in his hand. The cover of the booklet read "Double Image Technique".

This is the special technique given by the old man Qinghuang. This technique should only be able to be driven by his unique method.

But Yu Hong didn't care and asked for it anyway.

He plans to use the black seal to strengthen and modify it, perhaps turning it into a type that he can use.

Shortly after Yu Hong left.

On the beach, a figure in a phoenix mask also quickly walked out. The figure quickly moved in the other direction. After a while, he got into a passing car and disappeared on the highway.

inside the car.

Qinghuang let out a long breath and tried his best to relax from the oppressive feeling just now.

"Go directly back to the headquarters now, leaving Taizhou alone." He ordered.

The back of the driver's hand trembled slightly.

"Teacher, the deployment here in Taizhou has not been completed yet, right?" The driver was a man with a crew cut in his thirties, with a dull face and ordinary and unremarkable features. He was obviously disguised.

"If you don't do it, let the headquarters replace you. There are too many troubles here. I am overwhelmed but unable to do anything." Qinghuang couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart as he recalled Yu Hong's exaggerated physique and the two layers of mysterious mental protection on his body. .

Even if his powerful multiple hypnosis techniques were seen through, even the full-strength mental spear couldn't penetrate the opponent's protection.

This is a bit exaggerated.

How old is he? Is there such a powerful passive mental protective technique?

The so-called passive spell is a special spell that is permanent for 24 hours and automatically activates protection.

This is a major category of advanced arts, a high-end skill that only famous people from all over the world can master.

Such techniques are generally extremely complex and difficult, and require a lot of resources and energy to maintain.

Only the Seven Evils in the alliance can master it, but this guy Yu Hong... Could it be that he is not actually a young man, but an old guy who looks young and is already seventy or eighty years old?

Qinghuang's heart moved.

"Yes. In this case, the current situation can be explained."

He carefully felt the changes in his body. The layer of spiritual light he had just obtained was like countless roots, evenly dispersed in every muscle membrane in his body.

He tried to move his five fingers and found that his old and weak body was now like a young man in his prime, full of vitality, strength, and extremely quick reactions.

‘If I wasn’t in this state, it would be more exaggerated than when I was young’

Qinghuang stretched out his hand and gently pinched the edge of a pair of dark gold gauntlets placed in the car.

Use force.

Silently, the edge of the gauntlet slowly twisted.

His pupils shrank slightly. He was shocked by his own strength at this time.

'With such power, speed, and explosion, I can now use spells that I couldn't use before. I won't be as cautious in close combat as before.'

After testing the changes in his body, his fear of Hong has also been raised to a new level.

Think back to the scene you just saw, the sea fish that was attached to the aura and then pulled away to die.

He sighed inwardly and stopped thinking about it.

Be it the Mutual Aid Alliance or the Seven Evils Alliance, where are you not living?

The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy, that's all.

Of course, the most important thing now is that his biggest shortcomings have been corrected, and then some accounts should be settled!

Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in Qinghuang's eyes.

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After the First World War in Wuxing Town.

The greatest strength of the Mud Fetus Cult was defeated in one fell swoop, and all the believers in the entire Taizhou were completely scattered and lost their backbone.

For more than ten days, the authorities organized multiple raids and arrests, quickly eliminating hidden dangers among believers in urban areas.

Yu Hong became famous in one battle, and his reputation quickly spread in the warlock circle.

The number of visitors to Qingchen Temple has also broken through the deserted level that it had been in for many years, and has become more and more numerous.

Warlocks from out of town come to visit every day.

On the surface, these warlocks just came to see what kind of genius Qingchen Guan Zhengrou was, and how he could become the strongest in his group at this young age.

But in fact, almost all of them came because of the mutual aid alliance.

The warlock who secretly came to join the Mutual Aid Alliance broke through to three digits in just over ten days.

A large amount of spiritual light was separated and given to these new warlocks.

Likewise, the intensity of the aura began to become stronger and more exaggerated.

At night, in an empty factory building in the suburbs.

Many warlocks from the Mutual Aid Alliance held their first formal gathering at this moment to exchange inspiration.

The door was open, and people wearing black cloths, hats and black masks kept entering.

Occasionally, some people cannot hide because of their special body shape, so they simply walk in openly, stand against the wall, and wait for the start.

There are also people who are not so quiet. When they recognize that their enemies are here, they immediately start to talk, and conflicts may occur at any time.

But no one dared to actually do it.

"In the beginning, when there were not many people here, the atmosphere was quite relaxed, but now"

In the corner were the Red Snake, the Headless Sword, and Cheng Shu. The three of them were dressed in black robes, dressed like Halloween ghosts, and wore plastic masks with pale faces on their faces, looking at their surroundings.

"There are too many people." Cheng Shu said softly, "I didn't expect that there would be so many people in such a short time!"

Her eyes were serious and her mood was a little heavy.

"What exactly does Zhengrou want to do? Even if it is called the Mutual Aid Alliance, it is already a powerful force to be able to gather so many warlocks with just one sentence."

"Do you think so many people are convinced by him?" Headless Sword said, "Just because so many people can gather together doesn't mean that everyone will listen to him. Everyone has sensed the power of the aura during this time. It can increase speed, Physique, strength, recovery, protection, tailor-made, it is simply an all-round improvement of the body.”

He paused and looked around.

"If I'm not wrong, there are definitely people here who are trying to get the spiritual light fusion secret from Zhengrou. No one wants to be controlled by others, not to mention, if they can get the fusion secret, they can also create such a big In battles, human greed, once it rises, will not fall easily."

"Lao Xia is right." Red Snake nodded, "Although they are wearing masks, I have already seen several old acquaintances, and they seem to have something on them. It seems that they are planning to attack suddenly."

"A gun!?" Cheng Shu was surprised. "Then we have to notify Zhengrou immediately!"

"Do you really think that an honest judoka who dares to create such a big scene would not consider this?" Headless Sword asked.

"That's not a simple person." Red Snake nodded and wanted to say something else. But he was interrupted by a sudden change in silence around him.

She quickly raised her head and looked at the door.

In a warehouse illuminated by bright yellow lights.

Hundreds of warlocks looked at the entrance and exit gates at the same time.

At this time, at the door, a tall and muscular male figure slowly crossed the threshold and entered the interior.

The figure raised his head, revealing a calm and gentle young face. This face was not pretty, but not ugly either. Not sharp, not timid, facing hundreds of warlocks is like facing hundreds of wild flowers swaying in the wind, relaxed and freehand.

This person is none other than Yu Hong, an upright judo practitioner who just came from his residence.

After Yu Hong entered the door, he closed the door with his backhand, clicked, and locked it.

"It seems that everyone is here." He smiled, "No one is absent, which makes me feel very happy. The importance everyone attaches to the aura shows that everyone should have tasted the sweetness of the aura and experienced it. The strength of it.”

"Judo people, we are not simple people. Let's speak openly. You must have your own purpose in spreading the light of so many people. While everyone is here today, why not just make it clear."

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man with only one ear and a fierce face stood up.

He is one of the few warlocks who does not hide himself.

"May I ask who you are?" Yu Hong looked at this person.

"Blood River Zhao Zhinian!" The man slightly cupped his hands and replied loudly.

"Blood River? The name is interesting." Yu Hong smiled, "The purpose, I have already said it, is to create an alliance that can quickly enhance the aura, so that all friends who join can benefit. Of course, this benefit There is one like me.”

"Since it is a mutual aid alliance, why are you the only one who can master the method of integrating spiritual light? Why not take out the method and let everyone comment and comment to see who is more qualified to master it. This can also make the mutual aid alliance develop faster. Brother Zhengrou What do you think?" Xue He raised his eyebrows.

"That's a good idea." Yu Hong clapped his hands and smiled, "I wonder if there are any other friends who want to master the technique. Please come forward."

There was a slight silence in the warehouse.

The crowd dispersed, leaving an empty space.

"I'll do it!"

A woman with long braids turned over, jumped off an abandoned container, and walked into the open space.

"I'm looking for Fengshou Maorong!" She looked at Yu Hong with cold eyes.

After hearing the name, people around him suddenly shouted in shock.

"A-level wanted criminal!! Trouble!" Cheng Shu didn't know that person, but he had heard of his name. This Maorong had previously committed the crime of killing three families in a row in order to seize a copy of the thousand-year-old secret medicine. A murder that killed more than a dozen people.

Later, I ran away for more than a year under the official wanted order, but I didn't expect to meet him here.

She thought that the aura might cause danger and trouble, but she never thought it would happen so quickly!

Not just her, but all the warlocks who didn't have much thought, ambition and greed were looking at Yu Hong at this time.

Let's see how he plans to deal with such danger.

Although the mud prenatal education battle established Yu Hongtaizhou's title as the number one master.

But after all, Taizhou is just a city. There are hundreds of cities across the country, and just one Taizhou is too small.

If Yu Hong is unable to cope with Maorong's appearance at this time, the entire mutual aid alliance will also fall into chaos.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Yu Hong.

"Is there anyone else?" Yu Hong looked at the others with a soft face.

No one responded, obviously everyone wanted Mao Rong to be the leader and see the consequences.

"Then I'll deal with you first."

He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and faced Mao Rong from a distance.

"Do you want to take action?" Mao Rong's face darkened, and she also picked up the seal.

laugh!

In an instant, before she could activate her seal, her body began to twitch violently.

White streaks of spiritual light with silver threads flew out from her mouth and nose, and quickly turned into a ray of light, passing over the crowd and falling into Yu Hong's outstretched palm.

With a slight hissing sound, the flying spiritual light lasted for more than ten seconds before stopping completely.

After stopping, Mao Rong's body had changed from being full of energy and blood to a black mummy-like corpse.