But after the people behind him successively wiped out the many forces listed above, they still chased him, as if nothing had happened.

The pursuit seemed to be endless, but his physical strength was almost dry.

How can this not make him feel desperate?

Countless times, he wanted to return and fight to the death instead of him, but...

Huh!

In the night wind, Yang Yu moved with the wind, rising and falling like a dragon and running like a snake.

"The power of Liansheng Sect is really terrifying and terrifying..."

Whispering in my heart.

The horror of Liansheng's religion is not only the direct lineage that worships the nine great saints, nor is it the branch of Qi Longsheng, which is spread all over the world.

Its real horror is in the darkness.

It is too simple to enter the church in Liansheng. You only need to know any believer and then invite any statue of the gods of any of the nine great Virgins into your home. Even if you enter the church, you have entered the church.

So much so that the Pity Life Church is everywhere.

No one knows how many disciples there are in the Liansheng Sect, how high the temple is, the Wulin Sect, aristocratic families, and even the nobles in the court.

In ten days, he moved to seven strongholds, and more than hundreds of people he killed?

And this is just a corner of Deyang Prefecture. Looking at the entire Deyang Prefecture, the seven prefectures of Qingzhou, the three prefectures of Longyuan, the nine paths of the Ming Dynasty, and the three kingdoms of the world.

How many believers should there be?

"Huh? Have you changed direction again?"

As his mind moved, Yang Yu's eyes narrowed. Whenever the night was shrouded, Mu would turn, and disguise often before dawn and when the sky was darkest.

Unfortunately, he regarded the night as day, and Mu still thought he was secretive in his eyes, almost visible.

At this moment, under the urge of the strong desire to survive, Mu began to disguise himself again and gathered his strength to head towards the south.

"Aren't you going to circle around?"

Prison Yang felt cold in his heart.

There were dozens of people in the valley where Qi Gang was ambushed and killed, and there was only one reason why he picked out the person in front of him.

That is, this person's desire to survive is the highest among the people in the valley.

That night, he started killing, and almost everyone, as they advanced or fell, fought back sooner or later, fighting with him.

Only Mu Huan, from beginning to end, never fought him head-on.

Only such a person who cherishes his life will find ways to survive even if he knows his purpose, as long as he has never fallen into a completely desperate situation.

"He slowed down!"

"His physical strength is not endless, yes! Hundreds and thousands of people, not to mention that there are masters like Zheng Baishi, even if they are ordinary people, they will have to spend their energy?"

"He is almost at his limit!"

He let go of his hand holding the Life-Burning Pill, Mu still looked fierce, and he roared and squeezed his last breath and physical strength, and accelerated his rush:
Chapter completed!