The group quickly left the side of the Taoist temple and rushed along the dark path towards the bus parked in the open-air car park.

Bang!!

In an instant, a loud explosion sounded from the Taoist temple behind him.

Yu Hong turned around suddenly and sensed a huge spiritual force beyond level 9, bursting into the sky from the backyard.

The sensing of spiritual power is a very wonderful feeling, it cannot be seen or touched, but if you feel it with your own mental power, you can sense an invisible pressure to rush towards you.

The different levels of spiritual power can clearly feel the difference between strength and weakness.

The strong will instinctively be afraid of this pressure, while the weak will feel that it can easily be penetrated.

At this time, Yu Hong sensed the bursting spiritual power, and it was like a stream of air blowing towards his body.

He estimated in his mind.

Even if I am the sixth level of observing my skills, I cannot reach this level. And the gap is quite large.

‘Rely on spiritual power alone to erupt this power’

Compared with these old Taoists who have been practicing hard for many years, although he has good talent and firm will, his realm is indeed a little worse than that of the Taoist Dharma. However, because the skill of Qingchen Temple is special, the difference in this realm is not big.

It mainly depends on the mastery of inherited Taoist instruments.

He probably estimated the gap between Zhengming and the Yu generation's veteran Taoists.

I found that if Zheng Ming had all the trump cards, he might be only weaker than the old Taoists of the Yu generation.

‘It’s really a version of Taoism that is afraid of young fists.’

Yu Hong followed the team and continued to run towards the bus.

However, judging from the bursting mental power, it is obvious that the old Taoist Yu Mo has the advantage, so he is not very worried. The entire Qingchen Temple's senior management is here, and there is no big problem with dealing with the attack. The other party is likely to hope to drag them down here.

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In the backyard.

Yuhen Yumo and four others joined forces to form a formation back to back to face the endless blood-colored white cloth around them.

In the strange white cloth, strange human faces would occasionally bulge, making a terrifying chuckle.

The inherited Taoist artifacts called by the old Taoists have greatly increased their power after being blessed by the Death Shadow.

A terrifying shadow with silver light blooming on his body was standing around them, forming a formation to fight against the pressure of the three outside joining forces.

In addition to these, they also have to deal with the sneak attacks of the three betrayed betrayers.

"Damn it! It was originally seven to three, but now it turned into four to six! Yu Chong you are crazy!?" Yu Hen said angrily.

No one responded, and the betrayed three people showed guilt, but they became more determined.

Obviously, he was holding on to the idea that as long as he killed these people, no one would know their betrayal.

"When you die, they can naturally get on the throne smoothly, stabilize the Dao meridian, and the Qingchen Temple can still be as brilliant as before, and may even develop better." The neutral man laughed loudly.

"Bitch!" Yu Fang cursed angrily.

"You can be stubborn now, a group of immortal trash." The neutral man sneered.

"Who are you? You dare to attack our Dao Clan in person. This is a serious provocation to the Taoist sect in all Yasong Dao Clans!!" Yu Hen said sternly.

Although the situation was still stalemate at this time, and they were even slightly superior, he could hardly hold on!!

"You can call me Yuanming, but you have the same word Ming as your chief Taoist genus." The neutral man replied with a smile. He did not hide his identity at all.

Seven sons of the original fetus!?

The four of them were shocked and thought of a force at the same time!

"It's clay prenatal education!! You're crazy!?"

Yu Mo was the first to react.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!