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The fifth thousand nine hundred and thirty-seventh chapters of the divine religion

Yang Kai chased and rushed forward all the way, determined to keep the commander of the Earth Ministry, but was intercepted by a group of Mo Cultivators on the way. After he dealt with these Mo Cultivators, the commander of the Earth Ministry had long disappeared and he didn't know where to escape.

I had no choice but to return the same way.

Zuo Wuyou is still here. Just now, when Yang Kai fought with the commander of the Earth Ministry, he was not idle either. He fought some of the Earth Ministry clans. At this moment, he seemed to be a little exhausted, leaning against a piece of gravel, panting and covered in blood.

"Where is the Blood Girl?" Yang Kai glanced around and didn't see the figure of the charming woman.

"Son, when you chased me out, she ran away." Zuo Wuyou replied.

Yang Kai thought for a while and said, "Forget it, she is afraid she won't live long."

The scoundrels dare to covet the blood of the holy dragon. This commander of Yubu who is proficient in blood will eventually die under his own blood art, and Yang Kai is too lazy to search for her.

"Can you still leave?" Yang Kai looked at Zuo Wuyou and asked.

Zuo Wuyou said, "Please ask the Holy Son to take a step first." He raised his hand and pointed: "Follow forward in this direction. If the Holy Son sees a big city that cannot see the edge, it will be the City of Dawn."

Although Yang Kai had demonstrated his profound sword skills and powerful strength before, his realm was only true essence realm after all. Zuo Wuyou did not expect that this holy son could turn defeat into victory in the face of the joint attack by the leaders of the two Mo Sects.

This is a cross-border victory, a miracle that has never been realized.

With such strength, it is naturally the best choice to go to the morning light alone, and Zuo Wuyou is unwilling to be a burden to Yang Kai.

Yang Kai understood what he meant after just a moment of pondering, stepped forward and helped him up, and said, "I am not sensitive to the direction, and you need your guidance along the way."

Zuo Wuyou was about to say something else, but Yang Kai said: "The Yubu Division made mistakes one after another. In a short period of time, the Mo Cult can't draw more power to pursue us, so the next road should not be too dangerous."

Zuo Wuyou thought to himself that although the Mo Sect was strong and the eight divisions had a strong foundation, this time the Holy Son was suddenly born, and no one got the news in advance. It was difficult for the Mo Sect to prepare well. It was the limit that the Mo Sect could achieve in such a short time that he could draw so many good players from the Uterra and the Earth Division, and even the commanders of both divisions came in person.

The two commanders of the ministry have been repelled, and many members have been killed or injured, so I am afraid that I have no spare energy to disturb me again.

His heart suddenly became much more stable, and Zuo Wuyou said, "Then I will walk with the Holy Son."

"That's what it should be!" Yang Kai nodded, urging his power to wrap around him, and flew forward.

Deep in the dark and wet underground, in a natural cave, a shrill howl came from a cloud of red blood mist, as if suffering an unbearable torture.

The blood mist twisted and expanded, trying to turn into a human form, but at this time, the blood mist would suddenly explode uncontrollably, and every time, the scream was even better than before.

As time goes by, the blood mist becomes much thinner, and the screams gradually become unaudible.

Until at some point, the faint blood mist finally condensed into a graceful figure again. She curled up on the wet ground, like a injured rabbit, her snow-white body covered with dust, motionless, as if she had no vitality.

After a while, the owner of the body took a breath as if he was regaining his soul. When his eyes opened, his eyes were filled with a look of fear.

"This kind of power..." she murmured softly, almost inaudible.

He murmured several times like he lost his heart and his voice gradually became grand: "It's so pleasant!"

Under the cover of fear, the depths of my eyes were filled with anticipation and joy.

She stood up with her weak body, took out a blood-red robe from the space ring and put it on. After a moment of recovery, her body turned into a blood mist and disappeared into this dark underground.

A moment later, she reappeared on the battlefield before, searching carefully among the pieces of broken limbs and flesh. Finally, she discovered that she was excited and activated the secret technique of blood Tao. A ball of red blood mist penetrated into the ground. When she was retracted, a trace of golden light was added to the red blood mist!

She merged it into her body and immediately felt the terrifying force like before expanding and breeding in her body. Her expression began to twist, and howling sounded. Countless beasts and birds were terrifying in the wilderness, and there was a rustling sound.

...

"Zuo Wuyou, is this the Holy Son you mentioned?" Outside a small town, several people blocked the way Yang Kai and Zuo Wuyou.

The leader looked up and down from the Shenyou Realm and asked.

Zuo Wuyou clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Chu, when the Holy Son came, the seal was combined with the prophecy passed down from the Divine Cult, and there was no mistake!"

The Chu surname Shenyoujing nodded and said, "The prophecy of the Divine Cult has been circulating for countless years. In the past, several suspected saints have appeared, but all these have proved that the so-called saints are either misunderstandings or conspiracies by people with ulterior motives."

Zuo Wuyou was confused: "Sir, have there been several holy sons before?" After all, he only has the True Yuan Realm. Although he has some status in the Divine Cult, he has not yet reached the level of contact with many secrets, so he has never heard of this.

The martial artist surnamed Chu nodded: "As I said, the prophecies of the Divine Cult have been passed down for countless years, and the Mo Cult also knows them. They have tried to integrate into us in this way."

Zuo Wuyou suddenly became anxious: "Sir, the Holy Son is definitely not a member of the Mo Sect." He saw how the Holy Son competed with the two leaders of the Mo Sect and how to kill those Mo Sects. How could such a person be a spy from the Mo Sect?

The martial artist surnamed Chu raised his hand and stopped: "You are clear about your loyalty to the Divine Cult, but the matter of the Holy Son needs to be decided by the banner masters. You and I only need to do my duty well, do you understand?"

Zuo Wuyou pursed his lips and nodded, "I understand."

Then the Shenyou Realm looked at Yang Kai, clasped his fists and said, "I, Chu Anhe, what do you call me?"

Yang Kai gave a gentle gift: "Yang Kai."

I felt a little funny. The old man was a little interesting. He said those words to Zuo Wuyou in front of him, which was clearly warning himself. However, it was natural for him to do so, and there was nothing to blame.

What's more, Yang Kai didn't care much about the identity of this saint son, but Zuo Wuyou and others insisted on calling him all the way.

He just wanted to go to Chenxi City, meet the saint of the Divine Sect of Light, and verify some of his suspicions.

There was only one thing that puzzled him.

After his identity as a saint son was exposed, the Mo Cult organized three attacks and killings, but the Light Divine Sect did not make any noise at all.

Zuo Wuyou sent a message when he was picking up the carriage in that town. Logically speaking, no matter whether his identity as a holy son is true or false, the Divine Sect of Light will give enough attention and quickly arrange people to respond. But in fact, today is the fourth day of Yang Kai and Zuo Wuyou's escape.

After about a day or two, the two of them can reach the city of Chenxi.

Until now, the Light God Cult had a group of people to respond here.

In terms of efficiency in behavior, the Divine Sect of Light is much worse than the Mo Sect, and the two care about the Holy Son of Yang Kai is completely different.

"Then I will call you that." Chu Anhe showed a warm smile. "After Zuo Wuyou's message was sent back, the Divine Cult made corresponding arrangements and deployments. There were enough people in front of you to respond. Please follow me. The Saint and the Banner Lords are already waiting in the Holy City."

There are eight parts of the Mo Sect, which are divided into the mysterious yellow world and the vast universe.

The Divine Spirit of Light also has the Eight Banners, divided into Qiankun, Zhenxun, Likhon, Gen and Dui.

The commanders of the Eight Tribes and the Lord of the Eight Banners are the most powerful warriors in the world.

"I will listen to you." Yang Kai nodded.

"Let's go here." Chu Anhe greeted and walked side by side with Yang Kai towards the town ahead.

"Along the way, my friend should have experienced a lot of hardships, right? Look at you, are you attacked by the Mo Sect along the way?"

Yang Kai replied with a smile: "There are some, but they are all cats and dogs that cannot be used. Brother Zuo and I will send it at will."

Behind, Zuo Wuyou couldn't help but look at Yang Kai, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"So that's it!" Chu Anhe also laughed, "The Mo Sect has always been insidious and evil. If you meet me again in the future, don't underestimate me."

"That's natural." Yang Kai responded casually.

After chatting all the way, the group soon entered the town.

Yang Kai looked around and said strangely: "Why is this town so depressed that there are no people?"

Chu Anhe said: "It's about the Holy Son... Well, although it has not been confirmed yet, you should be careful. So before you arrive, I have cleared the idle people in the town so as not to give the people in the Mo Sect a chance to take advantage of it."

Yang Kai praised: "Old Chu acts well."

As he said this, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and stretched out his hand, hugged Zuo Wuyou's shoulder, and smiled and said, "Brother Zuo, you have to study hard with Mr. Chu."

Zuo Wuyou was stunned. He always felt something strange along the way, but he couldn't notice what the specific situation was. After Yang Kai pulled it, he was directly next to him. He nodded subconsciously and said, "What the Holy Son taught me is."

Chu Anhe reached out to stroke his beard, smiling without saying a word.

The group passed by a corner of the town.

Zuo Wuyou was suddenly stunned, stood there, watching from the left and right: "Mr. Chu?"

Yang Kai stood beside him, looking smiling.

"Be careful, Son!" Zuo Wuyou suddenly became nervous like a frightened rabbit. He pulled out his accompanying sword and protected Yang Kai.

Just because the moment he turned around that corner, Chu Anhe and others who were originally walking with them suddenly disappeared, leaving only him and Yang Kai.

There are obvious signs of formation being activated around!

In other words, the two of them had fallen into a large array, and no one knew when the formation was arranged and how mysterious it was.
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