Chapter 5963

When she killed the blood slave before, Xueji didn't think much. Now she realized it was wrong after listening to Li Feiyu.

All the people who have been infected with the power of ink, whether they have been distorted or not, can't protect themselves this time. The depths of the ink abyss seem to have a fatal attraction to them, making them want to rush over regardless of everything.

Blood slaves are the best example.

The four blood slaves had always been loyal to her, and she had planted the prohibition herself, but they still betrayed her just now.

But there was nothing unusual about her.

She could feel that there was still some weak power of ink in her body, which was refined by practicing in the ink abyss before.

But the power of ink seemed to be blocked by some power at the moment, which could hardly have any impact on her.

The power of Feng Zhenmo's power is her own blood power!

That's the power from the master's blood!

When several people spoke, the riots in the Shenjiao army became more and more obvious. There was a roar similar to animal roar. The warrior who was distorted by the power of ink completely lost his reason and turned into an ink disciple!

At this moment, the young son showed his rare courage and determination, and shouted, "all flag leaders, please arrange people to organize the defense line. In any case, we can't let those who have been distorted by the power of ink rush into the ink abyss!"

He didn't know the identity of the man in the saint's mouth, let alone what the man had done under the Moyuan, but he knew what the divine church needed to do.

At the command, the flag owners also reacted. The saint praised and looked at the son, making the son's body light.

Yu Dao stood aside and looked on coldly. Young people are always tempted by beauty. Where do you know that power is the most wonderful thing in the world!

He was so bitter that he was the first to go out and organize his own people according to the requirements of the son.

Other flag owners also began to take action. Soon, the war broke out.

During the war in January, many people in Shenjiao were influenced by the power of ink. This time, the original comrades in arms began to fight with each other, and many people couldn't bear it. However, those ink disciples would not be merciful. They wanted to rush into the ink abyss, and they had to do their best to tear up all the resistance in front.

After realizing that these ink disciples could no longer be saved, the Shenjiao army stopped holding hands, and the killing began to diffuse. Soon, the disturbance became smaller and smaller.

Just when everyone thought that the change was about to subside, a large number of strong men filled with ink came from all directions.

These people are impressively the strong men of Mohism who hid before. This time, they are called up by the trace of original power in the Moyuan.

A more intense war broke out, and the Shenjiao army was more or less merciful to the former comrades in arms, but it would not keep hands on these Mohist people at all.

Xueji stood by the ink abyss, quietly listening to the killing, and obeyed Yang Kai's orders. Anyone who tried to rush into the ink abyss would be killed!

The riot lasted for several days. At a certain moment, when the last group of Mohist Chinese attacked from a distance were killed, everything calmed down.

There was no cheering or joy. All the Shenjiao armies were exhausted. They spread out on the ground one by one and looked at the bodies of their former companions who fought side by side. Everyone's heart was filled with sadness.

The strong members of the divine sect gathered in front of the Moyuan again, led by Yu Daozhi, and a group of flag leaders began to put pressure on Xueji.

This change makes people more and more aware of the importance of Moyuan. They want to understand what is hidden in the depths of Moyuan. Only by understanding it can they prevent similar situations from happening again.

Xueji didn't give in, and the killing began to diffuse. Beside the ink yuan, the atmosphere was dignified.

Just when the two sides were deadlocked and a war was imminent, Xueji suddenly showed a happy face and turned to look down at the bottom of Moyuan.

At the same time, everyone noticed that a breath was rushing from the depths of the ink abyss.

What shocked people was that the breath was far stronger than Xueji!

In a moment, a figure had stood in front of Xueji.

"Master!" Xueji welcomed her.

Yang kaichong nodded to her slightly, showing a look of approval, but raised her hand to stop her from approaching her.

At this moment, his whole body space is distorted, and the great repulsion lingers around him. There is a frenzy of destruction around him.

"Is that you?" A group of flag owners were shocked on the spot.

The flag leaders have all seen Yang Kai. When they entered the city, all the people met each other and won the favor of the people. Those who are favored by the will of heaven and earth have been identified by them as fake sons.

In the dusty land, he failed to pass the test left by the first generation of saints. As a result, he was distorted by the power of ink. On that day, the three flag leaders killed him together, and Li Feiyu treated his body.

No one expected that this guy didn't die and ran out of the depths of the ink abyss.

Associating with the words of the saint and the blood lady before, the flag owners couldn't help but look at the saint and vaguely understand what in their hearts.

If someone else came out from the depths of the ink abyss at this time, a group of strong Shenjiao people must not give up. Who knows if this guy has been distorted by the power of ink.

However, Yang Kai's breath at the moment frightened them. For a moment, no one spoke.

"Master, what's the matter?" Xueji's face turned white, looked at the change of Yang Kai's whole body space, felt the breath of destruction, and vaguely perceived that it was wrong.

Yang kaichong smiled: "every world has its own limit. The limit of this world is the wandering realm. If you exceed this limit, you will be rejected by heaven and earth."

Xueji looked slightly and understood Yang Kai's meaning: "the master is on the wandering?"

Yang Kai smiled: "the road of martial arts is endless. For the real strong, wandering is just a starting point."

He looked at the saint: "the problems under the ink abyss have been handled properly, but there are still a lot of ink power left. Therefore, the divine religion had better arrange some means here to prevent people with ulterior motives from coveting the power of ink."

The saint nodded: "don't worry, everything will be handled properly."

He turned to look at the direction of the dawn and smiled: "I'm going."

Xueji was very anxious: "where is the master going? Please take your handmaid with you."

What Yang Kai said had a great impact on her, and she was a member of the Mohist sect. She was only convinced by Yang Kai before she gave up. At present, the whole Mohist sect has been destroyed, and all the hidden strong Mohist sect have run out and been killed.

It can be said that no one in the world has traces of Mohism except her.

Mohism has become a history in this world. Perhaps hundreds of years later, even traces no longer exist.

How could she stay here alone and follow Yang Kai, even if she brought tea and poured water.

Yang Kai shook his head slowly: "I have my own task. I can't take you with me."

Xueji's expression suddenly darkened, pursed her red lips and stopped talking, like an abandoned little girl.

Yang Kai laughed: "well, let me give you a task."

Xuejidun rejoiced: "please show me!"

Yang Kai said, "guard the Moyuan. Anyone who tries to enter the Moyuan will be killed without amnesty!"

Blood Ji Ning said in a voice, "servant, take your orders!" In a twinkling of an eye, she smiled again: "what reward will you get for your servant taking this task?"

Yang Kai looked at her angrily, bent his fingers, and a drop of golden blood flew out like a round bead.

As soon as Xueji's eyes lit up, she opened her mouth and swallowed it. She saw that this drop of blood was different from the blood given by Yang Kai before. It was definitely a drop of blood essence!

Yang Kai said, "I've put down some prohibitions. Don't be greedy for work when you refine, otherwise you will worry about your life!"

Xueji points her head like a chicken pecking rice.

The rejection of the will of heaven and earth became more and more obvious. The wave of destruction around Yang Kai made everyone pale. No one was confident that he could survive such a wave, but Yang Kai was safe and sound, which was evident in his strength.

"Master, can the maid see you again?" Xueji faintly noticed something and hurriedly asked.

Yang Kai looked at her: "it's fate to meet again."

When the words fell, the roar and thunder sounded, and Yang Kai's body suddenly turned into a streamer and rose into the sky.

Among the attention of many powerful people, I saw a crack in the sky, and the streamer poured into the crack and disappeared.

The smell of destruction also disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The cracks gradually disappeared, and there was silence beside the ink abyss.

Everyone was in a cold sweat. They thought about every word Yang Kaixian had said before, and their hearts shook.

The young son broke the silence: "so, this is the Savior who printed the prophecy?"

Although he was young and inexperienced, he was quick thinking. After seeing Yang Kai, he had a vague insight into something.

"Is my son false?" He pointed to his nose.

The flag leaders looked at each other, and they realized the problem.

The saint smiled, looked at the son and said, "he is the Savior in the prophecy. Yes, but you are the son of God!"

In the January war, the son's actions have been recognized by the gods, and all believers participating in the war will only recognize him as the son.

The young son scratched his head: "well, the son is the son, but the real Savior is unknown, as if it doesn't make sense."

The saint said, "if the son wants to, he can slowly publicize his achievements in the future, so that the congregation can know who helped to save the world in this war."

The son nodded: "that's OK. But the urgent task is to deal with the immediate problem. The one who said before he left that he wanted to seal zhenmoyuan."

"What does the son want to do?" Asked the saint.

The young son turned to Xueji and said, "would you like to join the divine religion?"

Xueji was still silently feeling the strength of that drop of blood essence. She was stunned when she heard the speech: "I join the divine religion?"

"Naturally, we have the same goal now. The one who gave you the order to guard Moyuan before leaving. I think it's better for everyone to cooperate together, don't you think?"

Xueji looked at him seriously. The Holy Son's clear eyes reflected her seductive figure. Xueji Jiao smiled: "yes!"

Compared with being alone, this ending seems to be good.