Martial Peak

The power of Mo exists in this world! There is also a Mo Sect, which seems to be hostile to each other with the Guangming God Sect!

"Shengzi, that Mo's power is very corrosive and can distort people's xinxing, please check if you are affected!" Zuo Wuyou nervously reminded.

Yang Kai said that even the power of Mo of a king-level powerhouse couldn't do anything to him, let alone the thin power of Mo Sect.

His Little Universe is now indeed sealed, and it is difficult to mobilize his own mighty power, but Zishu always exists, plus Wen Shenlian's protection of the soul, enough to ensure that he is not affected by the power of Mo.

However, they always kindly reminded me, Yang Kai pretended to check it, and finally said, "It's okay, that Mo's power is of no use to me."

Zuo Wuyou and Liu Ji both took a long breath.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them cast their gazes on Yan Peng, who was standing aside, motionless. Since the power of the magic mirror has only been mobilized, he has froze in place, even bringing A group of subordinates died and there was no response, as if they had lost their souls.

This makes Zuo Wuyou and Liu Ji quite confused.

"Shengzi, Yan Peng is this..." Zuo Wuyou had some vague guesses 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 he is already a living dead."

Zuo Wuyou was stunned, and looked at Yang Kai in disbelief: "Is the saint son the special physique that does not invade all evils?"

Mo Zhili couldn't erode him, even Yan Peng urged the power of the soul to deal with him, and he ended up with a broken soul. Zuo Wuyou really couldn't think of any other reasons to explain these incredible things.

"That's right." Yang Kai Zhengchou didn't know how to explain, Zuo Wuyou was caring and found him a reason.

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

The saint son will not invade the evil, and he is innately restrained by the means of the Mohism. It is really the hope of the gods in the future. The saint's words are not wrong!

Moreover, his strength is hard to guess. In the killing just now, he did not urge too strong power at all. A long sword in his hand is just the simplest basic move, but the Mohist strong men can even use a sword. Can't stop it.

The gloomy mood shined into the dawn of dawn at this moment, and the pain of the two men seemed to lighten a lot for a while.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time..." Zuo Wuyou braced himself to stand up, then fell down again, his injury is really serious.

The same is true for Liu Ji. He was attacked from behind by Zheng Hai unsuspectingly. If it weren't for Zheng Hai, he would have spared enough to attack Yang Kai, even if that punch had already killed him.

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

Zuo Wuyou looked bitter. Although he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, he was really powerless and looked at Liu Ji. He could only heal his wounds and adjust his breath in order to restore some strength as soon as possible.

In the sea of ​​knowledge, on the colorful island.

In front of the young man and Lei Bao, Yan Peng's soul and spirit body was respectful, answering questions when asked, knowing nothing but saying nothing.

No way, he thought this colorful island was his chance, who had thought of this island before discovering that there were two strong men beyond his imagination.

For no reason, Yan Peng knew that any one of these two would be able to disperse himself with a single thought.

People under the eaves, how can they not bow their heads!

Fortunately, the young man was kind and didn't do anything to him, just asking for some basic information.

Yan Peng naturally cooperated obediently.

After some questions and answers, Yang Kai also understood some things in this world.

In the original world, since ancient times, two major forces have fought against each other, one is the Light God Sect and the other is the Mo Sect, each accounting for half of this world.

But for so many years of confrontation, no matter which side it is, it can't help the other side.

There is a Mohist in the Mohist Sect, and the Mohist can bestow the power of ink on all sentient beings, distorting people's character, and let him serve as Mohist.

And Guangming Shenjiao is the only existence that can fight against Mojiao. Countless years ago, it has been fighting against Mojiao. If there is no Guangming Shenjiao, the whole world would have fallen into the hands of Mojiao.

The first-generation saints of the Guangming Sect had left behind. It was the words Yang Kai heard from Liu Ji. Over the years, the followers of the Guangming Sect have contended with the Mo Sect at the same time. Search for the whereabouts of the Son.

Because according to the guidance of the first generation of saints, if you want to completely defeat the Mohism, only the birth of the saint can do.

In the same way, Mojiao is also searching for traces of the holy son of Guangming God Church.

It is a pity that the enemy and us have never gained anything.

Until this time, when Mojiao targeted Zuo Wuyou in a hunting action, 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 want to overturn the boat in the gutter. Not only did the people he brought with him died, but he was also behind bars.

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

Before the ruins, Yang Kai fell into deep thought.

I don't have much information at the moment, but I understand the general information.

There are two things that are different from what I thought.

One is the influence of Mo's power on sentient beings.

In the three thousand worlds, the power of Mo is extremely corrosive, but all warriors who are soaked by the power of Mo and fail to deal with it in time will all turn into Motu, and the existence of Motu has long abandoned the origin and identity of the human race. It can be said that any Mo disciple will willingly offer everything about himself to Mo.

This is not the case with Yan Peng.

His spirit body was trapped on the colorful island, but he still had a strong desire to survive, otherwise he wouldn't obediently cooperate with Fang Tianci and tell so much information about Mo Sect.

In other words, he is not a true Motu!

Is it because of Mo Zhili?

When Yang Kai killed the Mojiao people before, the last few people urged Mo's power to improve strength, but that Mo's power was extremely thin and obviously not normal.

Seen in this way, the power of Mo in this original world can distort people's xinxing to a certain extent, but the distortion is not thorough enough, and there is no way to transform people into real Mo disciples.

The second point is the saint of Guangming God.

Yang Kai originally had a little guess about the saint, but after inquiring some information about the saint from Yan Peng's side, he suddenly realized that he might have guessed something wrong.

That admonishment was left by the first saint of the Guangming Sect. Since its inheritance, the Guangming Sect has experienced many saints.

Among the saints of the past, some died in the assassination of Mohism, some went wrong in their practice, and some died naturally when the time came.

If this is the case, then the saint of the Light God Sect is not the one I want to meet...

One more thing, the name Original World also made Yang Kai extremely concerned.

The name of this world seems to imply something.

Yang Kai was a little helpless. Although Mu had left behind in the First Day's Great Forbidden, at the moment, the latter was complicated and confusing, and he had to clear the mist in front of him before he could get a glimpse of the truth.

"time to go."

After half a day, Yang Kai said hello.

Yan Peng took the shot himself, and no news has been sent back for so long. The Mojiao must send more powerful men to investigate the situation.

In fact, according to the news that Yan Peng confided, he was able to come so quickly because he was nearby.

Other Mohist strong men should have already set off and are on their way.

It is about the saint son of the Guangming God Sect, and Mo Sect cannot ignore it.

Zuo Wuyou and Liu Ji opened their eyes together. Half a day's cultivation is not enough to recover from the injury, but they have the strength to act.

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

Zuo Wuyou took it, and said: "Shengzi holds it. Only in the hands of the sword can it exert its power."

Zuo Wuyou looked at all the simple tricks and styles one by one. He only felt that his eyes were widened and his heart was enlightened. He faintly felt that if he could retreat for a while, his swordsmanship would surely rise to the next level.

Yang Kai said, "No, I just use this."

Lifting his foot and picking it up, a spear flew up on the ground, and I don’t know which of the dead followers of Mojiao belonged to him. He grabbed it in his hand and shook it lightly. It was very satisfying. Or this thing was used smoothly, but the quality was a little different Eye-catching.

Seeing this, Zuo Wuyou no longer said anything, passing by Yan Peng's side, he swung his sword out and brought him to the head.

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

After the three people left, there was only a dead body and mess left in front of the ruined wall.

An hour later, the beast that was attracted by the blood to search for food suddenly became alert, and after a short period of hesitation, it fled in a hurry.

A blood line came out of thin air and penetrated into the body of the beast. There was a miserable howl and struggle. After a while, the blood line flew out, and the beast had become a corpse. In a short moment, the essence of the whole body was exhausted. .

The bloodline turned into a **** light, and from that **** light, a slim figure wandered out.

This is a woman wearing a tight red robe. The bright red outlines the delicate body of her graceful body. Her waist is twisted like a water snake, and her fingernails are as sharp as a blade. She gently licks her red lips, just like the other's talent. Slaughter was extremely satisfied, and his eyebrows curled up.

I don't know when, dozens of people have gathered in the vicinity from all sides, and some are already investigating the remaining information on the battlefield.

"What did you find?" After a while, the woman asked indifferently. During the questioning, she was still rubbing her nails with her head down, like a soldier who was polishing her own battle!

Immediately someone came, kneeled to the ground, and respectfully replied: "Back to the commander, everyone died with sword weapons. All were killed with one sword. Yan Peng and Yan Protector did not seem to resist before his death."

"Oh?" The woman showed a look of surprise, "Even Yan Peng shows no sign of resistance. It seems that among these people who are masters with swords, that Zuo Wuyou?"

The Mohist believer kneeling in front of her said: "It shouldn't be Zuo Wuyou, Zuo Wuyou is only the true elementary state, but Huo Yan is a mirage, a big difference, Zuo Wuyou can't do that."

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

"Subordinates don't know."

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

"It should be in this direction." The man pointed in a direction.

The woman shook her body, turned into a bloodline and swept towards that direction, and a voice came from a distance: "This system is one step ahead, you should follow up as soon as possible."