There is the power of Mo in this world! And there is also a Mo Sect, which seems to be an enemy of the Divine Sect of Light!

"Son of the Holy Son, the power of ink is extremely corrosive and can distort a person's mind. Please check whether you have been affected!" Zuo Wuyou reminded nervously.

Yang Kaishen said that even the power of the King Master-level power could not do anything to him, let alone the thin power of the Mo Sect.

His little universe is indeed sealed now, and it is difficult to activate his own great power of heaven and earth, but the Zi Tree always exists. In addition, the warm god lotus protects his soul, which is enough to ensure that he is not affected by the power of ink.

However, they always kindly reminded him, so Yang Kai pretended to check it out and finally said, "It's okay, that power of ink is useless to me."

Zuo Wuyou and Liu Ji both breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them looked at Yan Peng who was standing aside and motionless. Since the powerful Shenyoujing had activated the power of the soul, he froze in the place. Even the group of subordinates he brought died without any reaction, as if he had lost his soul.

This made Zuo Wuyou and Liu Ji quite confused.

"Soul, Yan Peng is this..." Zuo Wuyou had some speculation in his heart, but it was difficult to be sure, so he could only ask Yang Kai.

Yang Kai said: "The soul is broken, and it is already a living dead."

Zuo Wuyou was stunned and looked at Yang Kai in disbelief: "Is the Holy Son a special physique that is invincible?"

The power of Mo was difficult to erode him. Even Yan Peng used the power of his soul to deal with him, but he ended up breaking his soul. Zuo Wuyou really couldn't think of any other reason to explain these incredible things.

"That's right." Yang Kaizheng didn't know how to explain, but Zuo Wuyou was considerate and found a reason for him.

Seeing him admitting, Zuo Wuyou and Liu Ji looked at each other and were both extremely excited.

The Holy Son is invincible and is born with the means of restraining the Mo Sect. It is indeed the hope of the future of the Divine Cult. The prophecy of the Saint Maiden is not wrong!

Moreover, his strength is hard to guess. In the killing just now, he did not activate too powerful power. A long sword in his hand was just the simplest basic move, but the strong men of the Mo Sect could not even block a sword.

The gray mood shone into the dawn at this moment, and the pain of both of them seemed to have become much lighter for a moment.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time..." Zuo Wuyou forced himself to stand up and fell down dejectedly. His injuries were really serious.

Liu Ji was the same. He was unprepared and was attacked by Zheng Hai from behind. If Zheng Hai had not left any strength to attack Yang Kai, he would have been afraid that the punch would have killed him.

Yang Kai said: "You should cultivate for a while first."

Zuo Wuyou looked bitter. Although he wanted to leave this place of failure as soon as possible, he was really powerless. He looked at Liu Ji and could only heal his injuries and regulate his breathing in order to recover some strength as soon as possible.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, on a colorful island.

In front of the young man and Lei Bao, Yan Peng's soul and body were respectful and answered questions whenever he asked, and he could speak out everything he knew and said everything he said.

There was no way, he thought this colorful island was his opportunity, but who would have thought that on this island, he found that there were two strong men here that were beyond his imagination.

Without any reason, Yan Peng knew that either of these two people could make him lose his soul with just one thought.

How can you not bow your head when you are under the eaves?

Fortunately, the young man was quite kind and did not do anything to him, but was just asking for some basic information.

Yan Peng naturally cooperated obediently.

After a while of Q&A, Yang Kai also understood some things in this world.

In the original world, two major forces have been competing with each other since ancient times, one is the Divine Sect of Light and the other is the Mo Sect, each occupying half of this world.

However, after so many years of confrontation, no matter which side is, they cannot do anything to each other.

There is a Mo Master in the Mo Sect. The Mo Master can give sentient beings the power of Mo, distort people's minds and nature, and let them serve the Mo Sect.

The Light Divine Cult is the only existence that can fight against the Mo Sect. He has been fighting against the Mo Sect countless years ago. If there were no Light Divine Cult, the whole world would have been in the hands of the Mo Sect long ago.

The first generation of the saints of the Divine Divine Cult once left a prophecy, which was what Yang Kai heard from Liu Ji. Over the years, while confronting the Mo Sect, the members of the Divine Divine Cult have also been searching for the whereabouts of the Holy Son.

Because according to the guidance of the first generation of saints, if you want to completely defeat the Mo Sect, only the Holy Son can be born.

Similarly, the Mo Cult is also searching for the traces of the Holy Son of the God of Light.

Unfortunately, both sides of the enemy have never gained anything.

Until this time, the Mo Cult hunting operation against Zuo Wuyou, Yang Kai suddenly fell from the sky...

When the news reached Yan Peng, Yan Peng personally led people to arrest him, but he didn't expect that the boat would capsize in the gutter. Not only did the people he brought were killed, but he was also imprisoned.

On the island, Fang Tianci was still asking Yan Peng for more information.

In front of the ruins, Yang Kai fell into deep thought.

I don’t have much information at the moment, but I have learned about the general information.

There are two things that are different from what you think.

First, the influence of the power of ink on sentient beings.

In the Three Thousand Worlds, the power of Mo is extremely corrosive. Any warrior who is stained with the power of Mo and cannot be dealt with in time will become Motu. The existence of Motu has long abandoned the origin and identity of the human race and has become Mo supreme. It can be said that any Motu will willingly offer everything to Mo.

But Yan Peng is not like this.

His soul and soul were trapped on the colorful island, but he also had a strong desire to survive. Otherwise, he would not have cooperated with Fang Tianci to say so much information about the Mo Sect.

In other words, he is not a real Mo Pu!

Is it because of the power of ink?

Before, when Yang Kai killed those people in the Mo Sect, the last few people activated the power of Mo to improve their strength, but the power of Mo was extremely thin and obviously not normal.

In this way, although the power of ink in the original world can certainly distort people's minds to a certain extent, the distortion is not thorough enough and cannot be transformed into a real ink disciple.

The second point is the saint of the Divine Church of Light.

Yang Kai had some guesses about the saint, but after inquiring about the saint's information from Yan Peng, he immediately found that he might have guessed something wrong.

The prophecy was left by the first saint of the Divine Divine Cult. To this day, the Divine Divine Cult has experienced countless saints.

Among the saints of all generations, some died of assassination by the Mo Sect, some had a fault in their practice, and some had their own natural fall.

If this is the case, then this saint of the God of Light is not the person she wants to meet...

Another point is that the name of the Original World also made Yang Kai very concerned.

The name of this world seems to imply something.

Yang Kai was a little helpless. Although Mu left a backhand in the Chutian Prison, he saw that the backhand was confusing and had to clear the fog in front of him first to see the truth.

"It's time to leave."

Half a day later, Yang Kai greeted him.

Yan Peng took action himself, and no news has been passed back for so long, so the Mo Cult must send more powerful people to investigate the situation.

In fact, according to the news revealed by Yan Peng, he was nearby, so he arrived so quickly.

The other strong men of the Mo Sect should have set off and are on the way to arrive.

It is related to the Holy Son of the Divine Divine Cult, and it is impossible for the Mo Sect to ignore it.

Zuo Wuyou and Liu Ji all opened their eyes together. Half a day of cultivation was not enough to recover from their injuries, but they had the strength to act.

Yang Kai raised his hand and threw the long sword to Zuo Wuyou.

Zuo Wuyou took it and said, "It's the Holy Son that holds it. Only in the hands of the Holy Son can this sword be exerted its power."

Zuo Wuyou saw the quick and quick moves and moves in his eyes, and he felt that he had a great enlightenment and had some insights. He felt that if he could go into seclusion and comprehend for a while, his own swordsmanship would definitely be able to go to the next level.

Yang Kai said: "No need, I can just use this."

He raised his foot and a long spear flew up on the ground. I don’t know which dead disciple of the Mo Cult was from. He grabbed him in his hand and shook it gently. He was very satisfied. Or was this thing easy to use, but the quality was a bit unappreciating.

Seeing this, Zuo Wuyou stopped saying anything, passed by Yan Peng, swung his sword, and beheaded him.

After a while, the three of them rushed in one direction under Zuo Wuyou's leadership.

After the three of them left, only dead bodies and messes were left in front of the broken walls.

An hour later, the beast that was attracted by blood to feed here suddenly became alert and fled in a hurry after a brief hesitation.

A bloodline came out of nowhere and penetrated into the body of the beast. There was a scream and struggle. After a moment, the bloodline flew out, and the beast had turned into a mummy. In just a moment, the essence of blood and flesh was gone.

The bloodline turned into a blood light, and from the blood light, a graceful figure walked out.

This was a woman in a tight red robe. The bright red color made her graceful body look outlined. Her waist twisted like a water snake, her fingernails were as long as a sharp blade. She licked her red lips gently, as if she was extremely satisfied with the killing just now, and her eyebrows and eyes were bent.

Since when, dozens of people have gathered around the world, and some have been checking the remaining information on the battlefield.

"What did you find?" After a while, the woman asked casually. When she asked, she was still lowering her head and rubbing her nails, as if she was polishing her own soldiers!

Immediately someone flashed over, fell to the ground, and replied respectfully: "When the commander, everyone died of swords, and they were killed with one sword. Yan Peng and Yan's guardian did not seem to have any resistance before his death."

"Oh?" The woman showed a look of surprise, "Even Yan Peng showed no sign of resistance. It seems that among these people, there is a master of swords, that Zuo Wuyou?"

The Mo scholar kneeling in front of her said, "It should not be Zuo Wuyou. Zuo Wuyou is just the realm of true essence, while Yan Guardian is a divine ambience. There is a big difference between him and Zuo Wuyou cannot achieve this level."

"That's their holy son?" The woman raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I don't know."

"Which direction did you go?" the woman asked again.

"It should be in this direction." The man pointed to a direction.
Chapter completed!