Chapter 443 443 Lost 3
"This is called taking a photo!" Zhang Kaijing couldn't help but swear at this time, but halfway through her words, under Yu Hong's gaze, she recalled the pain when she was beaten before, and immediately shut up.
"Got it."
If he kept talking nonsense, the previous scene might be repeated.
Seeing her acquiescence, Yu Hong nodded, exchanged glances with Ku Chan, and quietly began to communicate through voice transmission.
Soon, after learning about Zhang Kaijing's little action just now from Ku Chan, Yu Hong pondered for a moment.
"Find a chance to throw her out later."
"Throw her out? Not just chop her to death?" Ku Chan was surprised to transmit the voice.
"Don't be so irritable, I promised her father to take care of her." Yu Hong frowned.
"What if she walks back by herself?" Ku Chan also frowned.
"This is the Black Disaster Black River, who knows if it's her who walked back." Yu Hong said.
Originally, I wanted to keep Zhang Kaijing as a research subject, but now the threat of Marissa and the other two may be approaching at any time. In order to reduce the burden and hidden dangers, I will try to throw Zhang Kaijing out first.
If she survives, it means that she must have a problem, and she will be chopped off later.
If she doesn't survive, then he will go back and burn more incense for Lao Zhang. He has done his best to take care of her for so long. It's just right.
As for finding Quan He, he just tested his strength and found that there is still a gap between him and Quan He. Even Quan He was taken away by that big hand. If he goes there with his current strength, he will probably be killed in seconds.
Don't rush.
Yu Hong's initial thoughts have changed. After determining his own strength, he decided to strengthen the means against spiritual disasters before taking action.
From the perspective of the chaotic god's eyes, the right eye ability strengthened in a short time has exceeded the Tai Ling Gong that he has practiced for a long time. This efficiency is really strong, which also shows that his previous ideas are really effective.
After confirming his idea, Yu Hong walked out of the main control room and saw Zhang Kaijing standing next to Yi Yi, whispering something to her.
"Let's go, we can set off now."
Zhang Kaijing's mouth twitched, and he dared not say much, so he had to follow Yu Hong and Ku Chan and climb down the hanging wooden ladder thrown from the side of the ship.
Crack.
Yu Hong walked in front and stepped on the gray-white gravel road for the first time, and his brows immediately frowned slightly.
The touch of the soles of his feet was very hard, and the hardness of these gravels was a little beyond his expectations.
He bent down, picked up a small piece of stone at random, and squeezed it with his hand.
Crack.
The stone was actually fine.
On the contrary, his own skin was squeezed out with deep marks.
Buzz.
The spiritual light was added to the palm, and this time there was finally a muffled sound of "pu".
The stone was crushed on the spot and turned into stone powder.
He looked at Ku Chan from the side, who was also doing the same test and throwing away the stone slag in his hand.
"Be careful, this place may not be simple." Yu Hong said in a deep voice.
"My sword is shaking." Ku Chan said in a voice transmission.
"Spiritual Disaster Heaven?" Yu Hong understood.
The Chixiao Sword is still connected to the present Heavenly Palace, so the sword's reaction means that they are not in the wrong place. This is indeed the direction close to the spiritual disaster.
The three of them walked along the gray gravel road and went deep into the river bank.
One hundred meters.
Two hundred meters.
The surrounding black fog gradually began to fade, replaced by a familiar gray fog.
"Someone! There is someone on the right!"
Suddenly Zhang Kaijing reminded.
Yu Hong and Ku Chan did not notice anyone around them. They turned their heads to the right at the same time.
They found that a somewhat shabby gray carriage was slowly driving out of the fog on the right side of the road.
The horse in front of the carriage dragged the carriage with a dull look, like a corpse, lifeless.
On the side of the back carriage, a little girl with gray skirt and black hair sat at the door.
The girl held a bright red apple in her hand, and the color of the apple formed a sharp color contrast with everything around her.
The girl's eyes were hollow, and she seemed to have seen this side, showing a sincere and weird smile to Yu Hong and the other two.
Gurgle.
The wheels of the carriage slowly carried the girl into the depths of the fog. From beginning to end, the girl just followed the three people with her eyes, smiling, sitting at the door, motionless.
Until the carriage disappeared in the fog, Ku Chan slowly relaxed his body.
"There are still people sitting in that carriage, which gives me a strong sense of oppression." He transmitted his voice.
"This is Heihe, the interior of the Black Disaster. Don't act rashly before others take action first." Yu Hong said softly.
The other two nodded and continued to follow.
Yu Hong led the way forward.
After walking about two hundred meters.
On the left side of the road, a brown attic slowly appeared in the gray fog.
There was a yard in front of the attic.
Two white and fat children with ingot heads in the yard quietly looked at Yu Hong and the other two through the open gate.
They were smiling and motionless, like sculptures, but their eyes were slowly moving.
Outside the yard, on the gray and white open space on one side, stood an old Taoist in a white robe and white beard.
The Taoist's eyes were shining with silver light, and he was carrying a brown-red wooden sword on his back, facing the attic, motionless.
His attention seemed to be completely focused on the attic, and he paid no attention to Yu Hong and the other two who appeared.
"The attic is black disaster red value radiation, and the Taoist is a spiritual disaster." Ku Chan quickly transmitted the message.
Yu Hong nodded, without changing his expression, and continued to move forward.
Passing through the yard and the attic, the Taoist and the child disappeared into the thick gray fog.
Slowly, as they continued to move forward, more and more buildings emerged in the gray fog around the three people.
Most of these buildings are residential buildings of various types, with their doors open. You can see many strange pale-skinned people standing or sitting inside.
And on the periphery of these people, there are almost all corresponding monsters emitting spiritual fluctuations.
Some of these monsters are Taoists, and some are soldiers in silver and gold armor, but they are not dragon people, but pure human soldiers.
When the three passed by, these individuals ignored them. Instead, they focused on guarding the pale people in the building.
They walked forward for more than ten minutes.
Finally, the gray fog in front began to turn white.
Wuyicuoyifayixinianzhongchuoba!
In the thick white fog, a giant round door more than 30 meters high gradually emerged and floated in the air directly in front of the three people.
The edge of the giant round door is decorated with vines, beads, Ruyi, various mythical beasts and other patterns, and the center is a group of white vortex halo.
"We. Want to go in?" Zhang Kaijing asked in a low voice.
"Of course." Yu Hong said, looking at the white round door, he slowly approached.
"Here, it should be the entrance to the spiritual disaster."
According to the previous position of the Daomai world, this should be the entrance to the Daomai world.
But now.
'Has the Daomai world been swallowed up? ' Yu Hong guessed in his heart.
Turning his head, he looked at Zhang Kaijing.
"You go ahead."
"." Zhang Kaijing's face froze, and she didn't dare to talk nonsense. She could only move forward, step by step, approaching the round door.
Then she stepped into it.
Swish.
The next second, her whole body shattered into a white light spot and disappeared.
Just as she entered.
Yu Hong and Ku Chan's tacit figures flashed, and they retreated quickly in the blink of an eye.
More than a hundred meters passed in the blink of an eye, and the two quickly returned to the place where the Black Light got off the ship.
Without hesitation, they got on the ship directly, started, and left.
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Another place, deep in the Black River.
At the bottom of the viscous black river, Marissa and Ryan stood apart, both with their hands slightly open, in unison, as if calling for something to be released.
Buzz.
Finally, a black arched door silently opened slowly at the bottom of the river.
The door was located right at the bottom of the river between the two.
Inside the door.
A black-green monster that looked like a human-shaped dead tree, bent over and slowly walked out of the black door.
He was wearing a thick black robe, and trembled as he walked, as if he might fall at any time.
"Marisa, Ryan, it's you who are calling the Holy Tower."
"The erosion is hindered," Marissa lowered her head and replied, "Our mission as messengers cannot be completed."
"That's your business. You shouldn't wake me up in advance. This will only waste my cognition." The dead tree man said dissatisfiedly.
"Our strength alone is not enough to complete the erosion. We need the power of the giant tree," Ryan replied.
"If the erosion task cannot be completed within the specified time, when the mother tree of night begins to sow and devour the world, I am afraid there will be unpredictable consequences." Marissa followed.
"For tens of thousands of years, no one can resist the Mother Tree of Night, just as no one can isolate the spread of sex." The dead tree man said.
"But the resistance faction that introduced the light disaster appeared." Marissa said, "I was repelled. If Ryan hadn't arrived in time, maybe..."
"Light? I understand." The dead tree man sighed, turned his head, reached out from the black door, reached in, and gently grabbed a black seed.
He spread the seed on his palm and blew it gently.
Huh.
The black seed cracked with a click, and in the palm of its countless branches, it quickly took root, sprouted, and grew black rhizomes and tender leaves.
In less than ten seconds, a black dandelion shining with silver light appeared in his palm.
Huh!
The dead tree man blew again.
The dense silver seeds on the dandelion flew out with the wind and scattered, floating and spreading in the river towards the distance.
The scattered seeds were like silver snow, floating, sometimes high, sometimes low, farther and farther away.
"Go." It sighed softly, "My beloved children. Go find the root of the erosion."
Large pieces of dandelion seeds flew out of the river and flew into the air covered by black fog. Then they quickly took root and sprouted, expanding and growing in the mist, turning into brown plants more than five meters tall.
These plants have thick rhizomes. They use the rhizomes as legs and branches as arms, waving around.
They are like people, walking, flying, and exploring in the black fog.
Deep in the riverbed.
The dead tree man withdrew his hand with satisfaction.
"Okay, Marisa, once I find the target that you can't solve, I will send out the giant wood troops to solve it, and as the price of being awakened in advance, I will take half of the sex you harvest."
"Of course, sir." Marisa bowed her head and said humbly. "May the Holy Tower protect you."
The dead tree man nodded with satisfaction.