Yang Kai remembered the chats of the people who were enjoying the cool air under the banyan tree. It seemed that this doll was Little Eleven picked up by Mu.

Looking at the boy hiding behind Mu, Yang Kai laughed and shook his head, and walked forward.

"Friends, success or failure is here, and the future of the human race depends on you." Mu's voice suddenly came from behind.

Yang didn't look back at the beginning, but just raised his hand and shook it gently: "Senior, just wait for the good news."

The night was like an invisible beast, gradually swallowing his figure.

"Sister Six, who is he?" the little boy asked.

Mu raised his hand and rubbed his head and responded softly: "A friend who came from afar."

"But I don't know why, I hate him!" The little boy browed, "I want to hit him when I see him."

The mu taught a lesson: "It's wrong to hit someone."

The little boy muttered, "Okay, then when he comes back next time, I'll go out to play and don't go see him!"

Mu smiled softly.

The little boy was fussing for a long time, and his sleepiness swept over at this time and he couldn't help but yawn: "Sister Six, I want to go to bed."

Mu bent down, held him in his arms in his arms in a doting way, and said softly: "Go to sleep."

At the corner of the long street, Yang Kai, who was walking forward, suddenly looked back and looked into the depths of the darkness.

Wu Kuang's voice rang in his mind: "What's wrong?"

Yang Kai did not respond, but had a look of thought on his face. After a while, he spoke: "It's nothing, maybe I want to give it a pass!"

Wu Kuang couldn't help but mutter: "It's inexplicable."

...

The forbidden land of the Divine Church, the dusty land.

This is the place of test left by the first generation of saints, and only the saint whom the prophecy owes can pass this test safely.

The prophecy has been passed down for so many years, and there are always some people with ulterior motives who want to pretend to be the saints and achieve the sky in one step.

But no one of those people could pass the test of a dusty land. Only ten years ago, the young man brought back by the Xun flag walked out safely.

It is precisely because of this that the top leaders of the Divine Cult will confirm the identity of his Holy Son and secretly cultivate it to this day.

Today, the saints of the Divine Cult and the lords of all the flags gathered together, waiting solemnly.

It is because today, another person walked into the dusty land.

While waiting, the eyes of the flag owners secretly converged, and their respective strengths were secretly accumulating.

At one moment, the thick gate of the dusty land opened, and a figure walked out of it and fell into a large formation that had been arranged long ago.

The formation was buzzing, and its power was ready to go. Yang Kai looked tense, and he watched from both sides and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, what does this mean?"

This formation is obviously much more advanced than the one he and Zuo Wuyou encountered before, and those who secretly presided over the formation were all warriors in the Shenyou Realm.

It can be said that in this world, no one can escape by relying on his own strength if he falls into this formation.

The unique gentle voice of the Saint Maiden sounded: "Don't be nervous, you have passed the dusty land, and now is the final test. If you can pass, the God Church will respect you as the Holy Son!"

Yang Kai's eyes suddenly turned sinister and he looked at the saint coldly: "You haven't said this before."

Sikongnan, the owner of the Xun Banner, hunched over and said with a smile: "It's not too late to tell you now."

"You guys are playing tricks on me?" Yang Kai shouted.

Sikong Nan advised: "Young man, don't be so irritable."

Ma Chengze pressed his hands on his fat belly, and the smile on his face was like a blooming chrysanthemum. He couldn't help but say, "If you have no ghost in your heart, why should you be afraid of anything?"

Yang Kai's eyes swept over the Shenyou Realm standing around him, as if he had recognized the reality, slowed down his tone, and asked, "What is this final test?"

Yu Daochi, the owner of the Zhen flag, said: "You don't need to do anything, just stand there!"

As he said this, he turned to look at the saint: "Your Highness, let's start."

The saint nodded, pinched a magic trick with both hands, murmured soundly, and suddenly pointed to the direction where Yang Kai was.

In an instant, the heaven and earth buzzed, and in the depths of the heaven and earth, there seemed to be an invisible hidden force being activated and landed on Yang Kai with a bang.

Yang Kai immediately groaned.

I knew that this was the technique of clearing my mind, using the power of the universe to drive away external evil. Only the saints of all generations trained by Mu himself could do this.

Under the cover of the purifying mind technique, Yang Kai gritted his teeth and held on his face, and the blue veins on his forehead gradually emerged, as if he was suffering from huge torture and pain.

Without a moment, he couldn't hold on and screamed.

Although the senior officials of the Divine Cult standing around had expected it, they still couldn't help feeling sad after seeing this scene.

With Yang Kai's screams, wisps of black mist filled his body.

"Hmph!" The owner of the Qianqian flag snorted, looking at Yang Kai's eyes filled with disgust, "A clown dares to covet the authority of my God Cult!"

Sikong Nan shook his head and sighed: "There are always some people who are overestimating their abilities and are prepared to be blinded by interests."

Zhuye Qingming's mind was continuing, and the black mist that spread out from Yang Kai's body gradually decreased until it no longer existed at some point. At this time, his clothes were wet with sweat, and he was half kneeling on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

The saint took over the technique, looked at Yang Kai in the formation, and sighed slightly: "Tell me, what's the intention of pretending to be a saint?"

Yang Kai looked up loudly: "I am the Holy Son of the God Cult, why should I pretend to be?"

The saint said: "The true saint Son is in the dusty land and cannot be invaded by the power of ink. If you walk out of the dusty land and are stained by the power of ink, then you cannot be the saint Son. In addition, let me tell you, the Holy Son of the Divine Cult... was found ten years ago!"

When Yang Kai heard this, his pupils shrank and he said a little awkwardly: "So you knew from the beginning that I was not a holy son."

"good!"

Yang Kai was immediately angry and roared, "Then do you want me to come to this dusty land to test?"

Sikong Nandao: "You have a lot of controversy when you enter the city. You always need to give an explanation to countless church members. This test is the best explanation."

Yang Kai showed a sudden expression: "So that's it."

The saint said, "Please surrender."

"Don't think about it!" Yang Kai shouted angrily, and his body shortened, instantly soaring into the sky, trying to escape from this place, but the power of the formation was like a shadow, always covering him.

Several Divine Travel Realm who were in charge of the formation exerted force at the same time, and the power of the formation suddenly became extremely heavy. Yang Kai was caught off guard, as if he was suppressed by a mountain, and his body fell down again.

He stood up in a panic and rushed to one of the Shenyou Realm who was in charge of the formation.

"Looking for death!" Yu Daoji, the owner of the Zhen flag, shouted softly and flashed into the formation.

At the same time, Li Feiyu also shook out a long sword and rushed towards Yang Kai, shouting to wake up: "This person's method is strange, as if he has a secret treasure to protect him. Don't activate the soul body to deal with him!"

Yu Daoji snorted coldly: "Do you still need to activate your soul and soul body to deal with him?"

As he said this, he had already bullied himself in front of Yang Kai and punched him hard.

This punch did not hold back at all. With his peak power in the Divine Travel Realm, he obviously wanted to kill Yang Kai on the spot in one fell swoop.

Outside the formation, the saint who saw this scene sighed in his heart.

Over the years, she has not been without speculation in her mind who dominated everything behind the scenes, but without practical evidence.

At the moment, even if Yang Kai had bad intentions about the Divine Cult, he should have taken him down and interrogated him carefully. He should not have such a killer as soon as he came up.

Yu Daoji... expressed too eagerly.

Although I learned a lot of his trump cards when discussing details with Yang Kai last night, I still couldn't help but worry.

However, the next moment, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

Facing Daoji's punch, Yang Kai did not dodge or avoid, and also punched out.

With a bang...

The two figures fell backwards.

Li Feiyu turned a long sword into a sword curtain, covering Yang Kai, sealing all his retreat, and then he had time to speak: "I forgot to say that he is talented and powerful. The commander of the Mo Sect's local ministry was defeated and fled in the face of his head-on confrontation with him!"

Sikong Nan exclaimed: "What? He, in the True Yuan Realm, repelled the person surnamed Zhong?"

Li Feiyu's information was investigated from Zuo Wuyou. After Zuo Wuyou entered the city, he was always in control of the Liqi. Others had no chance to get close. Therefore, except for Li Feiyu and the Saint, all the flag owners knew about Yang Kai and Zuo Wuyou's experience along the way.

But they were so familiar with the commanders of the Mo Sect. As old opponents who have been hostile to each other for so many years, they naturally knew how powerful the commanders of the commanders of the commanders were.

It can be said that looking at the world, just talking about physical body, the commander of the local department will recognize the second, but no one dares to recognize the first.

Such a powerful guy was actually defeated by the young man in front of him? Or was he in a head-on confrontation?

If Li Feiyu hadn't told this, everyone would not believe it, and it would have been too nonsense.

After Yu Daoqi was repelled, he was obviously really angry. His body surged and his body came again, attacking Li Feiyu in a cross-strike, attacking Yang Kai from front to back.

"This guy is a bit dangerous. The old man didn't want to bully the small ones for the big ones, but since he had malicious intentions towards my God Cult, there was no need to worry about any morality." Sikong Nan sighed, stepped out, and the man had appeared in the formation and fell to Yang Kai's head with a loud palm.

In an instant, the three banner masters had formed a siege and killing Yang Kai.

This battle did not last long, but the intensity and danger were beyond everyone's expectations.

In addition to the one who pretended to be a saint's son, there were three banner master-level powerful people.

The three flag owners joined forces and supplemented by the large formation arranged in advance. Who in this world can escape?

The battle was over after only half a cup of tea.

However, none of the senior officials of the Divine Cult showed any joy, but their eyes were complicated.

"Why did you kill him?" Sikong Nan looked at Li Feiyu, and his already hunched body became more and more hunched. In that direction, Li Feiyu used his chest to pierce Yang Kai's body with a sword, and now he lost his breath.
Chapter completed!