"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 period, the spiritual disasters and black disasters initiated by the Seven Evil Alliance were mainly concentrated in the southern and northern areas of Asun.

The victims were mainly civilians in these two areas.

Thanks to the vast territory, many monsters have not actually affected other regional cities.

In addition to the timely construction of the Great Disaster Wall, only about 30 large and small cities were affected by the disaster.

The remaining areas are mainly affected by the fall of night and heavy fog.

After confirming that Quanhe Zhenjun had really closed a large number of black disaster spiritual disaster doors, Yasong officials ordered all forces to surround her and cooperate fully.

And Yu Hong also ordered the Spirit Alliance to take advantage of the opportunity to attack as much as possible to eliminate the monster's vitality.

This situation lasted for two weeks.

finally.

Ruins of Zihe Palace.

In the sky above the ruins of a large Taoist palace, Zhenjun Quan He stood on a huge translucent crane and looked at the Yin Qi sky pillar in front of him that connected the sky and the earth.

"This is the last door to all spirits." She said in a relaxed tone, with a deep sense of relief.

Behind it, the senior leaders of the Spirit Alliance and the senior leaders of the Dao Lineage all gathered here.

Even the remaining masters of the Seven Evil Alliance gathered here.

During this time, they were dragged to fill in the lines, stuffing them wherever they were needed, with no regard for their life or death.

Due to constant consumption, the members of the Seven Evil Alliance have been reduced by more than half, and the remaining ones are all killing machines with fierce eyes and murderous intent.

In Seven Evils, Gui Ling is missing and is said to have been killed by Ku Chan in a sneak attack. But no one cares.

The other Seven Evils didn't care, nor did Long Qingzi, who had recovered. Yu Hong didn't care either.

Compared to Ku Chan, it's just a ghost bell, and it's dead when it dies.

The value of Ku Chan is obviously higher.

After going through many conspiracies and calculations, Ku Chan finally figured it out and knew how to conduct a sneak attack.

He is no longer as naive as before.

At this time, he was standing next to Yu Hong. He no longer held his wife's body in his arms, but changed into a black Taoist robe. On his disfigured face, he wore a golden portrait mask. The mask was slightly feminine and clearly belonged to Gui Ling.

appearance.

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

"It's over for now." Yu Hong nodded.

"It's just that this dark night, why hasn't it passed yet? It's obviously been closed and there is only one last door left." Taoist Buyu said in confusion not far away.

"Perhaps when this door is finally closed, they will slowly disperse." Yu Hong guessed. "In any case, closing the door is a good thing for us!"

A group of warlocks nodded one after another, looking up at True Lord Quanhe in the sky.
Chapter completed!