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- In the restaurant, Zuo Wuyou drank to drown his sorrows, looking in a daze.
Brother Yang, who fought with him all the way and rushed back to the Holy City after all the hardships, actually died!
Just yesterday, news came from the palace that Brother Yang failed to pass the test left by the first-generation saint, proving that he was not the real saint, but someone with ulterior motives who came to impersonate him. As a result, he was That testing place was killed by all the banner leaders!
When the news came out, the morning light shook, and it was really difficult for the church members to accept it.
Countless years of waiting and suffering finally ushered in the person who predicted the omen, and a glimmer of light bloomed in the darkness. However, before the day was up, the light was extinguished, and the world fell into darkness again.
But then, another exciting news came from the palace.
The real Holy Son was secretly born ten years ago. The true Holy Son was the one who prophesied the omens. He had already passed the test left by the first-generation Saint, and obtained the Saint and many banners. The Lord¡¯s approval.
In the past ten years, he has been practicing in seclusion, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Divine Movement Mirror!
Now, the Holy Son is about to come out of seclusion, and the Divine Sect has also begun to mobilize its troops, preparing to send troops to Mo Yuan!
The congregants went crazy, and the morning light began to boil.
The second news was so exciting that it instantly dissipated all the influences caused by the death of the false Holy Son. Everyone was immersed in the desire and expectation for a better future. As for the endless scenery when they entered the city the day before, The false holy son who is that? Who remembers?
Zuo Wuyou remember!
Along the way, he clearly saw how Brother Yang defeated the strong with the weak, and killed the powerful man in the Immortal Movement Realm with only his cultivation in the True Yuan Realm, injured the Blood Lady, and retired as the leader of the Earth Tribe. Miraculously, Xue Ji bowed to him.
He once thought that the Holy Son should be so powerful that he could do things that ordinary people could not do! Only such a holy son can shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving the world!
But even Brother Yang was killed by the banner leaders in the place of testing.
The higher-ups of the cult have confirmed his identity as a hypocrite
Zuo Wuyou was at a loss and no longer knew what the truth of the matter was.
If Brother Yang is a fake, then why did he come to the Holy City to die?
So what happened to Chu Anhe?
What about the unknown flag owner who hid his identity and came to attack them secretly?
This world is full of true and false, false and true, it¡¯s too complicated
Zuo Wuyou picked up the wine bottle in front of him, raised his head, and took a swig!
He put down the flask and strode away. A person with such an upright nature as him was not suitable for considering conspiracies. He was born into the Divine Religion, and it was the Divine Religion that gave him everything. Now the Divine Religion is about to attack Mo Yuan. It's time for him to contribute his own strength!
The efficiency of the Guangming Cult is still very high. The true Holy Son was born, and each banner gathered troops. In only three days, a banner army set off from the Holy City under the leadership of each major banner owner, and distributed Four routes, send troops to Moyuan.
After countless years of planning and preparation, the army of the Divine Religion is strong and strong, and the Holy Son is in charge of the middle army, so that the morale of the army is like a rainbow.
Soon, wars, large and small, broke out everywhere.
Although the Mohist Sect has been confronting the Divine Cult over the years, both parties have maintained a certain degree of restraint. No one expected that this time the Divine Cult would actually start to get serious.
Momentarily unprepared, the Mohist Sect abandoned its armor, and a large area of ??the territory it controlled was lost to the Divine Sect.
The four armies advanced together, and the cities changed hands one after another.
It was not until a few days later that the Mohist sect, who was caught off guard, hurriedly stabilized its position. The scattered forces gradually gathered and defended according to the danger.
The original world is actually not that big. If the entire universe is there, how big can the territory be?
??????????? If we divide this world into two and only talk about east and west, then the east is occupied by the Guangming Sect, and the west is occupied by the Mohist Sect.
In the middle of the territory of the two religions, there is a spacious gray zone. This is a zone that neither party has deliberately controlled. It can be said that it is a zone of laissez-faire.
This area has always been a place where conflicts between the two religions frequently break out, and it is also a buffer point for the conflicts between the two religions.
Without absolute power to defeat the opponent, it is very necessary to have such a buffer zone.
In this buffer zone, close to the position controlled by the Mohist Sect in the west, there is a small Fu'an City. The city is not large and the population is not large.
The city lord¡¯s cultivation level is only at the first level of Fugue, and he is a fat man with a big belly.
Originally, he was not strong enough to serve as the lord of a city, but because this is the default buffer zone between the two religions,That's why he can sit in this position. He is not under the jurisdiction of any force in name, but in fact he has secretly surrendered to the Mohist Sect and secretly collected intelligence from all directions for the Mohist Sect.
After all, Fu'an City is closer to the Mohist Sect's territory, so it is also a wise move to do so.
The Fat City Lord has spent ten years enjoying such leisurely days, but today, it is difficult for him to be leisurely again.
The army of the Guangming Cult is rushing towards them. Every city in the buffer zone is controlled by the Cult. They will soon reach Fu'an City.
At this critical moment, he had to make a choice, whether to continue to work for the Mo Sect secretly, or to surrender to the Light Sect.
Holding a jade slip in his hand, the jade slip contains important information of the past few days. The fat city lord's brows furrowed into the Chinese character "Chuan".
"This is troublesome. The false Holy Son was killed and the true Holy Son was born. The Guangming Divine Religion mobilized the whole religion to send troops to Moyuan. Fu'an City is a must-go. We must get in touch with the Guangming Divine Religion as soon as possible "He knew very well how much he weighed, and a mere first-level divine traveler would never be able to withstand the advance of the Light Sect's army.
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He didn¡¯t notice that while he was speaking, the body of the soft and charming woman in his arms trembled slightly.
The woman slowly straightened up from his arms and looked at him, her voice as gentle as water: "Sir, tell me who was killed?"
The fat city lord smiled and said: "A guy pretending to be the Holy Son of the God's Religion rushed all the way to Chenxi, but he failed to pass the test of the Light God's Religion and was killed by several banner owners."
The woman smiled sweetly: "What is his name?"
The Fat City Lord recalled: "It seems to be called Yang Kai or something."
The woman lowered her eyes and looked at the jade slip in the hands of the fat city lord: "Can I take a look?"
The fat city lord stretched out his hand to pinch her face and said with a smile: "This is a cultivator's thing. If you have never practiced, you can't see what's inside"
Before he finished speaking, the fat city lord's expression changed, because at some point, the jade slip he was holding actually ran into the hands of the woman in front of him.
The fat city lord didn¡¯t even realize what happened.
His big hands froze and he stared fixedly at the woman in front of him. His expression was frightened for a moment, and then gradually became frightened.
He recalled a rumor
On the opposite side, the woman seemed unaware of his reaction. She just looked at the jade slip in her hand quietly. After a while, she gritted her teeth and said: "Impossible! He can't die like this! How could he die like this? !¡±
As soon as the woman finished speaking, the fat city lord rushed out at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his body shape. His clothes were hunting, as fast as lightning, and he obviously used all his strength.
He wants to escape from here!
If that rumor is true, then the weak woman he has been with for three full years is definitely not something he can handle!
However, a scene that made him despair occurred. When he was only three inches away from the window, a powerful force of restraint suddenly came and pulled him back directly, and he fell down in front of the woman.
The fat city lord instantly shook into a ball and turned blue.
The woman stood up slowly. The weakness of the past three years disappeared without a trace in an instant. Her whole body was filled with a terrifying aura. She looked down at the fat man in front of her, and her tone was cold and emotionless: "Say, Is that person dead?"
The fat city lord didn't know the answer. He could only guess what relationship the dead false saint had with the woman in front of him. He immediately kowtowed and said, "Sir, I don't know. I just received the information and haven't had time to verify it yet." !¡±
The woman¡¯s eyes moved slightly: ¡°Do you know who I am?¡±
The fat city lord said truthfully: "I only have some guesses."
The woman nodded: "Very good, it seems that you are a smart person, and smart people should do smart things."
The fat city lord had an idea and said immediately: "Don't worry, sir. I will arrange for someone to verify the authenticity of the news and give you an accurate answer as soon as possible."
"Well, go ahead." The woman waved her hand.
The fat city lord, Ru Meng, was about to get up, but when he looked up, he saw the woman in front of him looking at him playfully. Her face was still so charming, but the familiar face in the past looked so unfamiliar now.
A layer of blood mist has enveloped the fat city lord at some point
"My lord, please spare my life!" The fat city lord yelled in horror. When this layer of blood mist appeared, he didn't know that his previous guess was correct.
This is really that woman!
That?The rumors are also true!
As if the blood mist had spirituality, it suddenly surged toward the fat city lord and penetrated into his body along the pores. The fat city lord howled miserably, and his voice gradually became inaudible.
Within a moment, there was only a ferocious-looking mummy left on the spot, and the thick blood mist surged out and was absorbed by the woman.
The woman who should have been happy was now filled with pain, as if she had lost the most important thing, muttering to herself: "It's impossible to die. How can you die if you are so powerful? I won't allow you to die!"
Her expression was slightly ferocious, and she quickly made up her mind: "I want to check it out myself!"
As he said this, he turned around and turned into a red light, soaring into the sky.
Half a day after the woman left, the body of the fat city lord was discovered in the city lord's mansion, and there was a commotion.
And just as the woman rushed out of Fu'an City, she suddenly felt something in her heart and turned her head to look in one direction.
There seemed to be something guiding her in that direction.
The woman¡¯s brows furrowed, her face full of confusion, but she hesitated briefly before heading in that direction.
After a while, she saw a familiar figure in a pavilion outside the city. Although the man had a completely unfamiliar face, the weak feeling in her blood made her sure that the person in front of her was the one she thought. The person you are looking for. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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