The siege in the jungle was targeted by Zuo Wuyou, and Yang Kai just happened to catch up.

No one expected that at that critical moment, the Holy Son of the Divine Cult guided by fate would suddenly fall from the sky, which led to the original undercurrent bursting out instantly.

Yang Kai thought about it for a moment and reacted.

Zuo Wuyou did say to the group of siegeers before, "Are you waiting for Zuo?"

"No matter what, I still have to thank you." Yang Kai said.

Zuo Wuyou said: "The Holy Son is serious, so it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. We have to leave as soon as possible."

Although he killed many people, he was unable to kill all the enemies after all. The news of the birth of the Holy Son may have been spread. Although the other party attaches great importance to Zuo Wuyou, it has not reached the point where he must be eliminated quickly. But if the news of the Holy Son comes out, it will definitely attract the other party to encircle and suppress it at all costs.

"But Brother Zuo, your injury..." The thin young man looked at Zuo Wuyou worriedly.

Zuo Wuyou waved his hand and said, "It's nothing serious, escort the Holy Son..." Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood mist suddenly spurted out, his whole aura was extremely depressed, and his face turned pale.

"Brother Zuo." The two young men shouted anxiously, one on the left and one on the right to support the shaking Zuo Wuyou.

Yang Kai looked at him and said, "It seems we have to hide here for a while."

A bitter expression appeared on Zuo Wuyou's face: "Please wait for me for half a day."

Yang Kai refused to comment.

Zuo Wuyou urgently needed healing in this way. A big battle just now cost him a huge amount of money. He forced his injury to suppress his injuries only because he was concerned about the safety of the Holy Son and the future of the Divine Cult. Now that the secret injury has erupted, it is difficult to act for a while.

After a moment, Zuo Wuyou was placed down, closed his eyes and meditated, regulating his breath and healed his wounds.

The two young men who brought Yang Kai here were guarding each other, and Yang Kai himself seemed to be idle.

He still has too little information now. The only thing he can be sure of is that this world is still in Mu's time and space.

When the waves of the long river of time and space were captured, Yang Kai was taken here without dodging, which was in line with the prophecy of an unknown saint of the divine religion in this world...

Now that this situation is happening, if you want to know something, you still have to see the saint first!

Yang Kai had a vague guess in his heart, but he could not confirm it before seeing the saint.

However, before this, there are still some minor troubles that need to be solved.

The secret room was silent for a while.

About two hours later, a sudden movement came.

Zuo Wuyou, who closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, opened his eyes suddenly, full of disbelief, and shouted in a low voice: "Impossible!"

The moment the words came, a swaying movement came from the sound of the earth.

It seems that someone is urging powerful means outside to attack the mountain wall where everyone is located.

"Brother Zuo!" the thin young man exclaimed, "Our position has been exposed, those guys have chased him."

Zuo Wuyou's face was solemn.

This secret room is one of the destinations of the Divine Cult. When he came back, he deliberately investigated around him and was sure that he was not being followed. How did the enemy come to him?

If he hadn't been sure that this place was safe enough, he wouldn't have stayed here to heal.

But in fact, those guys really came up.

"Quickly urge the protective formation!" Zuo Wuyou shouted softly.

Another young man immediately took out the jade pendant, activated the power to pour it into it, and protected the secret room.

The more fierce the attack, the more powerful the movement.

"Zuo Wuyou, I know you are inside. I will hand over your Holy Son, and I will never die in my circumstance!"

Zuo Wuyou changed color when he heard the sound: "Yan Peng! It was this old guy who came in person."

He was still calm when he was besieged in the jungle, but now he was facing a great enemy. Obviously, this guy named Yan Peng is not easy to mess with.

After waiting for a while, there was no response. Yan Peng outside snorted coldly: "If you don't want toast, you will be punished by the fact that you are ruthless!"

As the words came to an end, the aftermath of the violent power went up and down, and the entire secret room shook violently.

The young man holding the jade pendant and activates the protective power staggered for a moment and said nervously: "Brother Zuo, the protective magic circle will not last long."

Zuo Wuyou immediately stood up with a sword, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Zheng Hai, Liu Ji, I will fight for you later, and you will take the Holy Son and leave quickly."

"Brother Zuo who can't get away." The thin young man Zheng Hai said in a grief and anger: "Let's fight with them!"

A trace of sadness flashed in Zuo Wuyou's eyes. He didn't know that he could not get out of it. It was just that after so many years of persistence, he finally saw the dawn and gave up like this. How could he be willing to do so?

He gritted his teeth and said, "You two have to listen to me. No matter what, you must protect the safety of the Holy Son and bring him back. Never give up until the last moment!"

Boom boom boom boom...

The gravel was rustling down, and it seemed that this secret room could not last long.

Zuo Wuyou looked firm and determined in front of his chest.

Liu Ji is still urging the power of the Jade Jue.

Zheng Hai also looked solemn, and his strength was ready to be released. He punched out and hit Liu Ji's back. At the same time, the dagger hidden in his other hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out the core, piercing Yang Kai's waist and eyes.

"What?"

"What?"

Two screams rang almost at the same time.

The situation in the secret room is already confusing.

Liu Ji was hit by that punch, and blood sprayed on the mouth and fell to the side. Zuo Wuyou naturally would not notice such a huge movement.

When he turned his head, his eyes were filled with an incredible look. He never expected that a traitor would appear on his side! He turned against him at such a critical moment.

He finally understood why the location of the place here was exposed. The enemy hid Zheng Hai, a traitor in the Divine Cult, and had not used it for many years. Now it is related to the Holy Son, and it is time to activate it.

Even more surprised than Zuo Wuyou was Zheng Hai who attacked Yang Kai.

The timing of his move was just right. It was on the eve of the formation that was about to collapse. Everyone was highly focused and nervous. Liu Ji was injured by him with a punch. The Holy Son, who was standing not far away in front of him, should have been stabbed to death by him!

However, in fact, when his dagger was not reaching Yang Kai's body, he was pinched by two fingers that poked out of thin air.

During the whole process, the Holy Son didn't even look back, but his back seemed to have eyes.

boom……

The magic circle was not presided over, and it was broken directly. The secret room hidden in the mountain belly was completely exposed. The outside was covered with shadows. One of the rosy white-haired old men stood with their hands behind their backs. The wind blew in their sleeves, sweeping away the dust, making the confusing situation clear.

After glanced at the scene, the white-haired old man snorted coldly.

Zuo Wuyou's roar sounded: "Zheng Hai!"

The sword in his hand shook, turned around and stabbed Zheng Hai. His eyes were filled with blood and anger, and his face looked ferocious and distorted. It was obvious that he was disappointed with this former companion to the point of despair.

"Noisy!" The old man called Yan Peng waved his sleeves and rolled Zuo Wuyou out from the air and hit the gravel.

The serious injury was not healed, but the injury was even worse, and he almost fainted on the spot. But if you want to move again, it was a luxury to fall to the ground and lose the strength to move your fingers.

Looking at Yang Kai in despair, he thought he would see the desolate and miserable situation of the Holy Son, but what he saw made him stunned...

Zheng Hai held a dagger in his hand and approached the holy son's waist. Judging from his posture, he was originally going to launch a sneak attack, but the holy son stretched out two fingers with his back hand and clamped the dagger.

At this moment, Zheng Hai was desperately trying to pull out the dagger, but those two fingers were as stable as rocks, making it difficult for him to have room to display.

What is this situation? Zuo Wuyou didn't understand. Judging from this posture, the Holy Son seemed to be prepared for this sneak attack?

While he was confused, he heard the Holy Son say, "You really have a problem."

As he said this, he turned around and looked at Zheng Hai who was standing behind him.

Maybe it was because he was guilty of being a thief, or maybe it was because he was frightened by Yang Kai's strength. Zheng Hai said with a stern look and said: "How did you see it?"

"On the way to escape, you left something secretly along the way. I thought you were guiding Zuo Wuyou, but then I thought, can Zuo Wuyou not know where you know? Since you are not guiding Zuo Wuyou, who else can you guide?"

"How could you notice my hands and feet on the road?" Zheng Hai still couldn't believe it. He was obviously very careful, and even Liu Ji was unaware of it.

Yang Kai chuckled, and did not answer the question, but looked down at Zheng Hai's hand: "Comparing strength, you are probably a little worse."

Zheng Hai had always wanted to pull the clamped dagger back, but he never got what he wanted. Hearing this, he immediately let go of the dagger and jumped back.

However, after he stood firm, he felt a huge fear, because the holy son had used some mysterious body technique and was pressing against him like a maggot on his tars.

He was about to say something, but suddenly his heart ached and his whole body was passing away quickly.

Yang Kai turned his head and looked at Zuo Wuyou who was lying on the ground and unable to move: "It doesn't matter if this traitor killed it?"

Zuo Wuyou was stunned by the series of changes. Hearing this, he laughed: "A beast, death is not worthy of mercy!"

The pain was affected by laughter, and another violent cough.

Yang Kai nodded slightly, raised his hand and pointed it gently on Zheng Hai's forehead. Zheng Hai staggered back, sat down on the ground, and looked down at his heart.

I don't know when a dagger was inserted there, which was what he used to sneak attack the Holy Son.

"Impossible..." Zheng Hai's pupils contracted and he murmured to himself: "How could I die... here!"

The head tilted, and there was no breath.

Yang Kai then turned to look at Yan Peng.

The other party was looking at him with a scrutiny look, looking a little surprised.

Yang Kai said: "Aren't the old man angry?"

Yan Peng was puzzled: "Why are you angry?"

"I'll kill one of your subordinates." Yang Kai pointed to Zheng Hai who was dead next to him.
Chapter completed!