Outside the palace hall.

In the gray cloud mist, there is a huge dragon's first outline, which is looming from time to time.

They sometimes turn into gray clouds, sometimes condenses into entities, overlooking the bright purple light emitted on the palace, and the eyes are cold.

If anyone can see them, they can hear the layers of scolding and worshiping the waves.

If one's mental strength is stronger, one can receive an extremely strong mental shock in an instant. In the blink of an eye, one's spirit will collapse, the body will be crushed, and one will fall to the ground and die.

The initial defeat of Zihe Palace was caused by this.

At this time, dragon-headed people surrounded the Dao Palace, approaching continuously, and slowly stretched out their hands.

"Where are the heavenly soldiers?"

Low shouts vibrated in the gray clouds.

soon.

Below them, the long-dead Dao Palace disciples were actually squirming one by one and slowly getting up.

On their skin, gray lines as fine as tree roots slowly appeared.

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In the sanatorium, underground.

"Xiao Henzi, isn't it not the visiting time? Why did you come here early this time?"

Quan He's voice was soft and gentle, like a gust of wind. It sounded directly in Yu Hong's mind, but it made him unable to be wary of any hostility.

She seemed to be speaking in my ear, but her voice seemed to spread throughout the entire underground hall, everywhere, like a resonance.

"Don't I miss you?" Yu Hen, the white-bearded old man, showed an obvious shyness and admiration at this time, which made Yu Hong feel chilled.

"You still have a heart, there are so many children, there were hundreds of people in the whole class back then, but you are the only ones who still remember to visit me every once in a while." The female voice even complained with a gentle tone.

"However, it seems that you didn't just come to see me. Who is this kid next to you?" Quan He asked softly.

"This is the most outstanding genius disciple in the history of our Qingchen Temple, Zhengrou. Xiao Henzi brought him here. In fact, Zhengrou is also a bit selfish. Zhengrou is extremely talented. He has already reached the level of breaking limits at a young age. He has been practicing Taoism for a long time now.

It’s only been a year. And, this is not the key. The key is that he once accidentally obtained a secret technique called the Secret Technique of Spiritual Light. This secret technique can have an extremely miraculous recovery effect on body functions and old injuries." Yu.

Hen explained in a respectful tone.

"Aura." Quanhe muttered.

At this time, in the entire underground hall, waves of previously invisible and majestic spiritual power slowly gathered and condensed on Yu Hong, seeming to be sizing him up.
Chapter completed!