Martial Peak - Chapter 5938
The power of Mo exists in this world! And 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 powerful king 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 that Yang Kai took the opportunity to pretend to check, and finally said: “It’s okay, the power of Mo is of no use to me.”
Zuo Wuyou and Liu Ji both let out a long sigh.
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 made 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, looking at Yang Kai incredulously: “Is the holy son the special physique that is not invaded by all evil?”
Mo Zhili can hardly corrode. He, even Yan Peng urged the power of Divine Soul to deal with him, also suffered 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 it, Zuo Wuyou was caring and found a reason for him.
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 predict. 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 those strong in Mo Sect are even capable of 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 by Zheng Hai unpreparedly from behind. If it weren’t for Zheng Hai, he would have spared enough energy to attack Yang Kai, even if that punch had already killed him.
Yang Kai said, “You should cultivate for a while.”
Zuo Wuyou looked bitter. Although he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, he was really powerless. He looked at Liu Ji and could only heal his wounds and adjust his breath as soon as possible. Restore some strength.
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 after 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. Mohist can bestow the power of ink on all sentient beings, distorting people’s disposition, and let him serve as Mohist.
And Guangming God Sect is the only existence that can fight against Mo Sect. Countless years ago, it has been fighting against Mo Sect. If there is no Guang Ming Sect, the whole world would have fallen into the hands of Mo Sect.
The first-generation saints of the Guangming God Sect have left behind. It is the words Yang Kai heard from Liu Ji. Over the years, the followers of the Guangming God Sect have been fighting against 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 the holy son of Guangming Shenjiao.
It’s a pity that the enemy and us have never gained anything.
Until this time, when Mo Sect was hunting against Zuo
Wuyou , Yang Kai suddenly fell from the sky… The news reached Yan Peng. Yan Peng personally led someone to arrest him, but he didn’t want to overturn the ship in the gutter and not only bring it. People are dead, and even themselves are in jail.
On the small island, Fang Tianci was still asking Yan Peng for more information.
Before the ruins, Yang Kai was lost in 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.
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 Bright God Sect is not the person she wants to meet…
There is another point, the name of the original world, also makes 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 before his eyes to get a glimpse of the truth.
“It’s 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: “The saint son holds it. Only in the hands of the saint son can this sword exert its power.”
Zuo Wuyou looked at all the simple tricks. In his eyes, I only felt that my vision was widened, my heart was enlightened, and I faintly felt that if I could retreat for a while, my own swordsmanship would definitely be able to go to the next level.
Yang Kai said, “No, I just use this.” He
lifted his foot, and a spear flew up on the ground. I don’t know which of the dead followers of Mojiao belonged to him. He grabbed it in his hand and shook it lightly. Satisfaction, or this thing is easy to use, but the quality is a bit unsightly.
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 bloody light, and from that bloody 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. Killing was extremely satisfied, and his eyebrows curled up.
I don’t know when, dozens of people have gathered in the vicinity from all directions, 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 a sword, all killed by one sword, Yan Peng and Yan Protector didn’t seem to have any resistance before his death.”
“Oh?” The woman showed a look of surprise, “Even Yan Peng shows no signs of rebellion. It seems that among these people who are masters with swords, that Zuo Wuyou?” The
Moist who kneeled in front of her said: “It shouldn’t be Zuo Wuyou, Zuo Wuyou. Wuyou is only the true elementary realm, but Huo Yan is a moving mirror, a big difference, Zuo Wuyou can’t achieve this level.”
“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 can follow up as soon as possible.”