In the restaurant, Zuo Wuyou drank to drown his sorrows and looked dazed.

Brother Yang, who had overcome all difficulties and rushed back to the holy city with him, died!

Just yesterday, news came from the Divine Palace that Brother Yang failed to pass the test left by the first generation of saints, proving that he was not a real saint son, but a person with ulterior motives came to pretend, and ended up being killed by the flag masters in that test place!

The news came out, and the morning light was shaking, which was really hard for the church members to accept.

After countless years of waiting and suffering, the prophecy and omen finally came to the person who was prophecy and omen. A trace of dawn bloomed in the darkness. As a result, before the day had arrived, the dawn was annihilated and the world fell into darkness again.

However, immediately afterwards, another exciting news came from the temple.

The true saint was born ten years ago. The true saint is the person who predicts the prophecy. He had long passed the test left by the first generation of saints and was recognized by the saint and many banner masters.

Over the past ten years, he has been in seclusion and practiced, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Shenyou Mirror!

Now that the Holy Son is about to leave the Pass, the Divine Cult has begun to prepare for military service and horses, preparing to send troops to Mo Yuan!

The church members went crazy and the dawn began to boil.

The second news was too exciting and instantly dispersed the various effects of the death of the fake saint. Everyone was immersed in their desire and expectation for a better future. As for the fake saint who was incredibly glorious when they entered the city the day before... who was that? Who still remembers it?

Zuo Wuyou remembers it!

Along the way, he clearly saw how Brother Yang defeated the strong with his weak and killed the powerful with his strength with his cultivation in the True Yuan Realm, and injured Xue Ji, who was the leader of the retreating earth department. Later, he magically made Xue Ji bow to him.

He once thought that the Holy Son should be so powerful that he could do what ordinary people could not do! Only such a Holy Son can shoulder the important task of saving the world!

But even Brother Yang was killed by the flag owners in the test.

The senior executives of the Divine Cult have confirmed his identity as a fake person...

Zuo Wuyou was confused and no longer knew what the truth was.

If that Brother Yang is a fake, why did he come to the Holy City to die?

Then what happened to Chu Anhe?

What happened to the unknown flag owner who hidden his identity and came to attack them in secret?

This world is true, true, false, false, true, too complicated...

Zuo Wuyou picked up the wine pot in front of him, raised his head and drank it hard!

Put down the wine pot and leave with great strides. A person who is as honest as him is not suitable for any conspiracy. He was born as a member of the Divine Cult, and it was the Divine Cult that gave him everything. Now the Divine Cult is about to send troops to Mo Yuan, and it is time for him to contribute his own strength!

The efficiency of the Divine Sect of Light is still very high. When the true saint son was born, each flag summoned troops. In just three days, a group of flag troops set off from the holy city under the leadership of the major flag owners, and divided into four routes to send troops to Mo Yuan.

After countless years of planning and preparation, the army of the Divine Cult is strong and the Holy Son is in charge of the central army, making the army full of morale.

Soon, wars of all sizes broke out everywhere.

Although the Mo Cult has been fighting against the Divine Cult over the years, they have maintained a certain degree of restraint between each other. No one expected that this time the Divine Cult will start playing the real thing.

Unprepared for a while, the Mo Cult lost his helmet and armor, and the large area of ​​territory controlled by the hands was lost, and it was captured by the Divine Cult.

Four armies advanced in unison, and cities changed hands one by one.

It was not until a few days later that the Mo Sect, who was caught off guard, hurriedly stabilized its position, and the scattered forces gradually gathered and defended them in danger.

The original world is actually not big. Where is the size of the entire Qiankun and how big can the territory be?

If the world is divided into two and only discussed in terms of the East and West, then the east will be occupied by the Light God Cult, and the west will be occupied by the Mo Sect.

There is a spacious and dark area between the two sect territories, which neither side deliberately controls. It can be said to be a zone where they are left alone.

This area has always been a place where conflicts between the two religions frequently break out, and it is also a buffer point for conflicts between the two religions.

Without absolute power to defeat the opponent, such a buffer zone is very necessary.

This buffer zone is close to the control of the Mo Sect in the west, and there is a small Fu'an City. The city is not large and the population is not large.

The city lord's cultivation level is only at the first level of Shenyou, and he is a fat man with a big belly.

Originally, his strength was not enough to serve as the lord of a city. However, because this was the default buffer zone between the two sects, he could sit in this position, nominally not under the jurisdiction of any force, but in fact he had already secretly defected to the Mo Sect to secretly collect information from all directions for the Mo Sect.

After all, Fu'an City is closer to the territory of the Mo Sect, so it is wise to do so.

The fat city lord has spent ten years in such a leisurely life, but today, it is difficult for him to become leisurely.

The army of the Divine Cult of Light rushed straight towards us, and the cities in the buffer zone were controlled by the Divine Cult, and they were about to attack Fu'an City soon.

At this urgent moment, he had to make a decision whether to continue to serve the Mo Cult in secret or to surrender to the God of Light.

He was holding a jade slip in his hand. The recorded information in the jade slip was an important information in recent days. The fat city lord frowned into the character "Sichuan".

"This is a problem. The fake saint son was killed and the true saint son was born. The Divine Cult of Light used the power of the entire sect to send troops to Moyuan. Fu'an City is a must-pass place. You have to contact the Divine Cult of Light as soon as possible..." He knew very well how much he was. A mere sacred storm was unable to withstand the advancement of the Divine Cult of Light.

At present, the army of the Divine Divine Sect is full of momentum, and Fu'an City is destined to be unable to be protected. The most urgent task is to cast the Divine Sect first.

But he didn't notice that as he spoke, the soft and boneless charming woman in his arms shook slightly.

The woman slowly stood up from his arms and looked at him, her voice as gentle as water: "Master, you said...who was killed?"

The fat city lord laughed and said, "A guy who pretended to be the Holy Son of the God Cult rushed to the morning light thousands of miles away, but failed the test of the God Cult of Light and was killed by several flag masters."

The woman smiled slightly and said, "What is his name?"

The fat city lord recalled: "It seems that he is called Yang Kai or something."

The woman's eyes drooped and looked at the jade slip in the hand of the fat city lord: "Can I see it?"

The fat city lord reached out and pinched her face, smiled and said, "This is a thing for practitioners. You have never practiced and can't see what's inside..."

Before he finished speaking, the Fat City Lord's face changed, because at some point, the jade slip he held in his hand actually ran to the woman in front of him.

The fat city lord didn't even react to what happened.

His big hand froze, staring at the woman in front of him with a staid expression, and then gradually became frightened.

He recalled a rumor...

On the opposite side, the woman seemed to have not realized her reaction to him. She just quietly looked at the jade slip in her hand. After a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "Impossible! He could not die like this! How could he die like this!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the fat city lord rushed out at a sturdy speed that was completely inconsistent with his body shape. His robe was as fast as lightning, and he obviously used all his strength.

He is going to escape from here!

If that rumor is true, then the weak woman who has been with him for three years is definitely not something he can handle!

However, a scene that made him desperate appeared. When he was only three inches away from the window, a powerful force of restraint suddenly came, dragging him back and falling in front of the woman.

The fat city lord instantly shook into a ball, his face turned blue.

The woman slowly stood up, and the weakness of the past three years disappeared without a trace, and her whole body was filled with a horrifying aura. She looked down at the fat man in front of her with a cold tone that she had almost no feelings: "You said, is that person dead?"

The fat city lord didn't know the answer, and only guessed what the dead fake saint had to do with the woman in front of him. He kowtowed and pounded garlic: "Sir, I don't know, I just received the information I just received, and I haven't had time to verify it yet!"

The woman's eyes moved slightly: "Do you know who I am?"

The fat city lord said truthfully: "The subordinates only have some speculations."

The woman nodded: "Very good. It seems that you are a smart person. Smart people should do smart things."

The fat city lord flashed with inspiration and immediately said, "Don't worry, sir, I will arrange for someone to verify the authenticity of the news and will give you an accurate reply as soon as possible."

"Yeah, go." The woman waved her hand.

The fat city lord Ru Meng Dazhe immediately got up, but when he looked up, he saw the woman in front of him looking at him sarcastically, with her face still so charming, but the familiar face she used to look so strange at this moment.

A layer of blood mist had wrapped the fat city lord at some point...

"Sir, please spare me!" The fat city lord shouted in horror. When this layer of blood mist appeared, he didn't know that his previous guess was correct.

This is really that woman!

That rumor is true!

The blood mist seemed to have spirituality and suddenly rushed towards the Fat City Lord and drilled into his body along the pores. The Fat City Lord howled shrillly and his voice gradually became unheard.

In a moment, only a ferocious mummy was left on the spot, and the rich blood mist gushed out to absorb it all for the woman to absorb it.

The woman who should have been happy was now full of pain, as if she had lost the most important thing, and murmured to herself: "It's impossible to die. How could you die if you are so powerful? I won't allow you to die!"

Her expression was a little hideous, and she quickly made up her mind: "I want to check it out myself!"

As he said this, his body turned into a red light and soared into the sky.

Half a day after the woman left, the fat city lord's body was discovered on the side of the city lord's mansion, and there was a sudden riot.

The woman had just rushed out of Fu'an City, and suddenly felt something and turned her head to look in one direction.

In the dark, something seemed to be guiding her in that direction.

The woman frowned and looked puzzled, but after a moment of hesitation, she rushed in that direction.
Chapter completed!