Chapter 5960

The war was in full swing, and the remaining forces of Mohism gathered here to fight tenaciously.

However, there is a great difference in the strength of the two religions. A large number of strong people died in the civil war in January. How can Mohism block the attack of Guangming Shinto.

With the advance of the army of the bright god religion step by step, the space left for the activities of the Mohist people is becoming smaller and smaller.

Some people can't resist the pressure and turn their eyes to Moyuan!

Rather than wait for death here, it's better to go deep into the Moyuan and seek a glimmer of vitality.

However, when the strong Mohist sect with this intention came to the ink abyss, several figures had already waited here.

The first is a woman with an enchanting figure and an enchanting face.

The woman smeared her nails with an unknown flower liquid and dyed them red. She looked leisurely and hummed an unknown ballad in her mouth.

Beside the dark abyss where the wind roared and the bottom could not be seen, this scene looked very strange.

"Xueji!" Someone whispered.

The one who stopped here was Xueji, the leader of the cosmos, who should have been missing. There had been no news since the last war between her and Yubu. No one knew where she was hiding.

However, Yu Buzhou's punch before she died was very powerful. Everyone felt that she must have been badly hurt and should hide somewhere to heal secretly.

But she didn't want to know when she came to the Moyuan and stayed here.

She was more than one person. Standing behind her were the four blood slaves called monsters. They stood quietly behind Xueji, silent and indifferent, but no one dared to underestimate them.

Just because these four people are now strong in the three-tier realm of Shenyou.

They once formed an array of four people and stopped more than 20 spiritual wanderers of Mohism to join hands.

There was a strong man in the Mohist sect. He looked at Xueji and asked, "Lord Xueji, do you really betray Mohist sect?"

Xueji still smeared her fingernails and didn't lift her head. She replied faintly: "nothing. Who are you listening to so much nonsense?"

The man obviously didn't expect that Xueji rejected it. He could not help but say with some sadness and indignation: "since she didn't betray Mohism, why should you kill the strong in the sect? Even Lord yubuzhou, if not... If not..." he was angry for a moment, and some couldn't go on.

If Xueji hadn't made trouble secretly, the Mohist sect wouldn't have lost so quickly. In this war that lasted only one month, too many strong people in the Mohist sect were assassinated, especially the death of Yu Buzhou, which had a fatal blow to the momentum of the Mohist sect.

"This......" Xueji smeared her fingernails, spread out her fingers and looked at them. She seemed a little dissatisfied, frowned and said, "just follow orders."

"On orders?" Everyone was stunned.

Xueji is now strong and almost the strongest in the world. Who can give her orders?

Xueji looked up at the people in front and saw their intention: "I advise you not to enter the ink abyss!"

The man who spoke earlier frowned and said, "Your Excellency stopped here to prevent us from entering the ink abyss?"

Xueji nodded.

"Why?" The man asked angrily.

At present, the army of Guangming cult has completed the siege of Moyuan. Going deep into Moyuan is their only way to live, and Xueji stopped in front.

"Follow orders!" Xueji replied.

That's it again.

"My Lord, who gave you the order?" The man asked in a deep voice.

Xueji shook her head: "you don't need to know too much." During this period of contact, she vaguely noticed one thing. The existence of that person is a taboo for the world. It's best not to let too many people know.

"What if we insist on entering?" Someone took a step forward, not fearing the reputation of Xueji, but relying on the large number of people.

Xueji raised her eyes and looked at him. Her body seemed to be in a trance. After it was solidified again, Xueji slowly raised her fingers, looked down at the bright red on her fingertips, and smiled wantonly: "it's still the best color."

The faint blood gas suddenly began to diffuse.

The crowd had noticed that something was wrong and turned to the side before talking. The man looked at him and saw that the man stretched out his hand to cover his chest. His face was suddenly as white as paper. His body shook and fell to the ground.

Blood gushed from his chest and instantly dyed the earth red.

A wandering two-level realm died so inexplicably that no one could see how Xueji shot when she fell to the ground.

"Go back!" Xueji whispered softly.

The voice was not loud, but everyone stepped back in horror, and even the two commanders did not dare to face Xueji's power.

After struggling for a moment, the two commanders waved: "go!"

Led a group of strong Mohist believers back the same way.

Originally thought that going deep into Moyuan was a way out, but now it seems that it is to break out of the Siege!

Looking at the figure of the strong leaving of the Mo sect, Xueji stretched lazily and looked down into the depths of the Mo yuan.

The master asked her to stay here and not let anyone enter the ink abyss. Naturally, she had to perform it meticulously. As for killing those people... Just leave it to the light God church. She was too lazy to contribute.

I did a good job. Xueji praised herself silently in her heart. When the master came out, she found a chance to ask for a reward

She couldn't help licking her red lips.

The breath of the four blood slaves behind him fluctuated slightly, and Xueji said faintly, "it's all yours."

Four figures rushed out from behind her in an instant, gathered around the fallen strong man of Mohism, and applied their own secrets. Soon, blood mist filled out and was swallowed up by blood slaves.

In the past, the blood essence of a wandering two-tier realm, Xueji will not miss it. The more refined blood essence she refined, the stronger her strength will be.

But now, after being rewarded by her master several times, she has completely lost interest in the blood essence of ordinary people.

Now she has only one goal. One day, her master can give her a drop of real blood essence!

Above Moyuan, when the war was fierce, under Moyuan, another level of battle had also been launched.

Starting from dawn, Yang Kai didn't directly return to Moyuan, but secretly killed many strong Mohist sects, cleared away obstacles for the army of Guangming Shenjiao, and found Xueji who was healing to help her.

If not, how could Xueji recover in just a few days after being forced by the jade fist of the incarnation apostle.

This also made Xueji more grateful to Yang Kai.

At this time, Yang Kai fled in a panic under the Moyuan, and countless apostles came to kill him in all directions.

His present state is still the peak of the wandering state.

However, there is a heat flow in the body, which flows into all parts and bones, melting the shackles and bottlenecks of the flesh.

This is the power given by the shepherd. It can also be regarded as the condensation of the will of this side of heaven and earth. It can break the shackles of the wandering realm and let the martial arts enter the next level.

But this force can't be used at will. It can only be triggered here.

Because there is a backhand left by Mo here, a trace of the original power to seal the town in the door of the mysterious female makes the bottom of Mo yuan form a boundary. Here, the apostles gain the power to surpass the wandering realm, but will not attract the hostility of the will of heaven and earth.

This is why the apostles never left Moyuan.

Although they have lost all their senses, their instincts are still there, knowing that they can only save their lives by staying in the ink abyss.

Yang Kai was also annoyed last time. A large group of Apostles chased him out of Moyuan. As a result, many apostles died immediately after crossing the line of life and death.

When one person runs away, many apostles chase and intercept him. In this environment, any wandering place can only die without a whole body. However, Yang Kai has a strong foundation after all, and his body is erratic. He just breaks a way out of all kinds of desperate situations.

The heat flow is flowing faster and faster, Yang Kai's momentum is also improving rapidly, and the shackles that bound his strength are beginning to loosen.

Until a certain moment, Yang Kai suddenly felt light, as if he had broken through a limit.

The magnificent momentum is becoming more and more fierce, and the visible air waves sweep the four directions.

Wandering beyond the world!

For the martial artists in this world, this is a lifelong dream. However, for Yang Kai, it is just to regain the realm he has experienced.

Yang Kai, who was running away, quickly turned around, and the long gun he had been holding in his hand burst into cold light. The power of the extraordinary world lingered on the long gun, and fiercely plunged into the eyes of an Apostle who jumped high and threw himself at him.

With a soft sound, the head burst open, Yang opened the gun and shot again.

Gun shadow is like a waterfall!

The bodies of the slaughtered apostles burst into pieces in mid air, and the powerful smell quickly disappeared.

With the cultivation of nine grades, Yang Kai killed the apostles who had lost their senses. It was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

The blood filled the air, and the power of ink surged. Yang kept his body still, but kept the rhythm of sending out and receiving the gun. A corpse mountain was slowly piled up at his feet and around him.

Over the years, I don't know how many apostles have been born in Moyuan. If there is no cleaning up, there will only be more and more in the future. However, at this moment, they have become the dead under Yang Kai's gun.

The long gun has been broken. The long gun seized by Yang Kai from a strong Mohist can't withstand such a high-intensity battle.

Without a long gun, Yang Kai has his own fist. Although the body of the dragon vein has also been greatly suppressed, with the improvement of cultivation to the extraordinary realm, the power of the dragon vein has increased again than before.

One apostle after another fell.

Until a certain moment, Yang Kai stood on the sea of corpses, and there was no living creature around him.

He shook the blood stains on his hands, stepped out and came down from the corpse mountain.

Deep in the dark abyss, there was silence, and there was no longer the roar and roar of the apostles.

He identified the direction and walked in the direction of the mysterious female door.

At the same time, the war over Moyuan has been settled, and the bright god religion is surrounded. In the face of the huge strength gap, the Mojiao has no resistance at all, and the remaining Mojiao followers have been killed.

Cheers come and go, and the name of the son is sung everywhere!

At this moment, the son's prestige reached an unprecedented level.

After years of confrontation between Shintoism and Mohism, there has been no way to cut off this great trouble. Many people in the original world suffered from the oppression and torture of Mohism.

However, it was only a few months after the birth of the son, he led the divine religion to eradicate the cancer of the world. The Savior in the prophecy was indeed extraordinary.