Chapter 5933

There is the power of ink in this world! Moreover, there is another Mohism, which seems to be hostile to the light God Religion!

"Son, the power of ink is very corrosive and can distort people's mind. Please check whether you have been affected!" Zuo Wuyou nervous reminder.

Yang Kaiyi basks in the sun. Even the ink power of the strong king level can't do anything to him, let alone the thin power of ink teaching these people.

His little heaven and earth is indeed sealed now, which is difficult to stimulate his great power of heaven and earth, but Zishu always exists. In addition, Wen Shenlian protects the spirit, which is enough to ensure that he is not affected by the power of ink.

However, they were always kind to remind him. Yang Kai pretended to check it, and finally said, "it doesn't matter. The power of ink is useless to me."

Zuo Wuyou and Liu Ji both took a long breath.

Then, their eyes turned to Yan Peng, who stood aside and didn't move. Since he had just urged the power of the spirit, the strong man of the wandering mirror froze in place. A group of his subordinates died and didn't respond, as if he had lost his soul.

This confused Zuo Wuyou and Liu Jipo.

"Son of God, Yan Peng, this is..." Zuo Wuyou has some speculation in his heart, but it is difficult to be sure. He can only ask Yang Kai.

Yang Kai said, "the spirit is broken. It's already a living dead man."

Zuo Wuyou was stunned and looked at Yang Kai in disbelief: "is the son of God a special constitution that does not invade all evil?"

The power of ink is difficult to erode him. Even Yan Peng's power to urge the spirit to deal with him also ended in the breaking of the spirit. Zuo Wuyou really can't think of any other reason to explain these incredible things.

"Sort of." Yang Kaizheng didn't know how to explain it. Zuo Wuyou was very considerate and gave him a reason.

Seeing him admit that Zuo Wuyou and Liu Ji looked at each other, they were very excited.

The son of God is inviolable against all evils, and naturally restrained the means of Mohism. It is indeed the hope of the future of god religion. The prophecy of the saint is not wrong!

Moreover, it's hard to guess his strength. He didn't urge too much power in the killing just now. A long sword in his hand is only the simplest basic move, but the strong men of Mohism can't even stop a sword.

The gray mood shone into the dawn at this moment, and their pain seemed to lighten a lot for a moment.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time..." Zuo Wuyou stood up and fell down again. His injury is really serious.

The same is true of Liu Ji. He was unprepared and was secretly attacked by Zheng Hai from behind. If it weren't for Zheng Hai, he would have left enough strength to attack and kill Yang Kai, just afraid that the punch would have killed him.

Yang Kai said, "you'd better cultivate yourself first."

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 and regulate his breath in situ in order to recover some strength as soon as possible.

In the sea, on the colorful island.

In front of the youth and Lei Bao, Yan Peng's spirit and body are respectful and respectful. If you have any questions, answer them. You know everything and say everything.

No way, he thought the colorful island was his chance. Who had thought that there were two strong people here that were beyond his imagination.

Without any reason, Yan Peng knew that either of the two could drive himself out with just one 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. He was just asking for some basic information.

Yan Peng naturally cooperated.

After some questions and answers, Yang Kai also learned something about the world.

In the original world, since ancient times, the two forces have been competing against each other. One is the bright god religion, and the other is the Mohism, accounting for half of the world.

However, after so many years of confrontation, no matter which side, there is nothing to do with the other side.

There is an ink master in the Mohism. The ink master can give all living beings the power of ink, distort people's mind and let them serve the Mohism.

The bright god religion is the only existence that can resist Mohism. It has been fighting against Mohism countless years ago. Without the bright god religion, I'm afraid the whole world would have fallen into the hands of Mohism.

The first generation of saints of Guangming Shintoism once had prophecy left, which was the sentence Yang Kai heard from Liu Ji. Over the years, the believers of Guangming Shintoism are not only fighting against Mohism, but also searching for the whereabouts of the son.

Because according to the guidance of the first generation of saints, if you want to completely defeat Mohism, only the son can be born.

Similarly, Mohism is also searching for the son of the light God.

Unfortunately, neither the enemy nor our side has gained anything.

Until this time, the Mohist sect took a hunting action against Zuo Wuyou, and 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 die, but he himself was in prison.

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

In front of the ruins, Yang Kai was lost in thought.

At present, we don't have much information, but we know the general information.

There are two things that are different from what you think.

First, the influence of the power of ink on all sentient beings.

In the three thousand world, the power of ink is extremely corrosive. All those who are infected by the power of ink and fail to deal with it in time turn into ink disciples. The existence of ink disciples has long abandoned the origin and identity of the human race and become the supremacy of ink. It can be said that any ink disciple will willingly offer everything for ink.

Yan Peng is not.

His spirit was trapped on the colorful island, but he still had a strong desire to survive. Otherwise, he would not cooperate with Fang Tianci and tell so much information about Mohism.

In other words, he is not a real ink disciple!

Because of the power of ink?

Previously, when Yang Kai killed those people of Mo sect, the last few people urged the power of ink to improve their strength, but the power of ink was very thin, which was obviously abnormal.

So it seems that the power of ink in the original world can distort people's mind to a certain extent, but it is not complete enough to turn people into real ink disciples.

The second point is the saint of the light God.

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

The prophecy was left by the first saint of the bright god religion. So far, the bright god religion has experienced many saints.

Among the saints of the past dynasties, some died of the assassination of Mohism, some went wrong in practice, and some fell naturally when the deadline came.

If so, the saint of the light God is not the person you want to see

Another thing, the name of the original world also makes Yang Kai very concerned.

The name of the world seems to imply something.

Yang Kai was a little helpless. Although Mu had left his back hand in the early day's ban, he looked at it. It was complicated and confusing. He had to clear the fog in front of him before he could see the truth.

"It's time to go."

Half a day later, Yang Kai said hello.

Yan Peng shot himself. There was no news back for such a long time. The Mohist sect must send more strong people to investigate the situation.

In fact, according to the news revealed by Yan Peng, he came so quickly because he was nearby.

Other strong members of Mohism should have started and are on their way.

Concerning the Holy Son of the bright god, Mohism cannot ignore it.

Zuo Wuyou and Liu Jiqi opened their eyes. Half a day's cultivation was not enough to recover from the injury, but they had the strength to take action.

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

Zuo Wuyou took it and said, "the son is holding it. Only in the son's hand can this sword exert its power."

The crisp and quick move is in one form. Zuo Wuyou looks at it one by one. He only feels that it is an eye opener and his heart has an understanding. He vaguely feels that if he can shut down and understand for a while, his sword skill will be improved.

Yang Kai said, "no, I'll just use this."

When he lifted his foot, a long gun flew up on the ground. I don't know which dead believer of Mohism was. He grabbed it in his hand and shook it gently. He was very satisfied. It's still easy to use, but the quality is not pleasing to the eye.

Seeing this, Zuo Wuyou said nothing more. He went by Yan Peng's side and waved a sword to lead him.

Shaoqing, led by Zuo Wuyou, the three swept in one direction.

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

An hour later, the beast that was brought here by blood to look for food suddenly became alert. After a short hesitation, he fled in a hurry.

A line of blood came out of nowhere, and in the body of the beast, there was a terrible howl and struggle. After a while, the blood line flew out, and the beast became a mummy.

The blood line turned into a blood light, and from that blood light, a slim figure walked out.

This is a woman wearing a tight red robe. The bright red shows the details of her graceful body. Her waist twists like a water snake, and her fingernails are as long as a sharp blade. She gently licks her red lips, as if she was very satisfied with the other party's killing, and her eyebrows and eyes bend.

I don't know when, dozens of people from all directions have gathered nearby, and someone has been investigating the residual information on the battlefield.

"What did you find?" For a moment, the woman asked carelessly. When she asked, she was still rubbing her nails with her head down, like polishing her soldiers!

Immediately someone flashed over, knelt down and replied respectfully: "commander Hui, everyone died of a sword. They were all killed with a sword. Yan Peng and Yan Dharma protector didn't seem to have any resistance before they died."

"Oh?" The woman showed an unexpected look. "Even Yan Peng showed no sign of resistance. It seems that the master with a sword among these people, Zuo Wuyou?"

The Mohist believer kneeling in front of her said, "it should not be Zuo Wuyou. Zuo Wuyou is only the true yuan realm, while Yan protector is a wandering mirror. There is a big difference. Zuo Wuyou can't do it."

"Is that their son?" The woman's eyebrows are slightly raised.

"My subordinates don't know."

"In which direction?" The woman asked again.

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

The woman's body shook and turned into a blood line, and then she swept towards that direction. A voice came from a distance: "my commander takes a step first, and you can follow up as soon as possible."