The Mo clan's huge body was full of scars.
Thousands of top grade Kaitian in Dongtianfudi fought with her for a long time. Although the loss was huge, it was not without gain. Thick ink-like liquid flowed from those wounds, which seemed to be the blood of the Mo clan.
The Mo clan's originally pretty face was now hideous, pain and anger made her look ugly.
As soon as Yang Kaiji set foot on the battlefield, he attracted the attention of the Mo Clan. For a hundred years, the purification light he had mastered has caused the Mo Clan to suffer a lot. At this moment, his hostile gaze resembled a volcano about to erupt, and it contained endless flames.
Liumu Shenjun took the lead and rushed forward.
The clank sounded, and the spider silk bounced and turned into a sharp weapon, cutting the void, turning the road ahead into a dead zone of thorns.
A series of magical secret techniques were blasted from the hands of the six-wood gods, and the heaven and the earth were surging, with infinite power, and clearing the obstacles ahead.
The Mo Clan was obviously aware of Rouki's plan, which was obviously to create a chance for Yang Kai to make a move, and immediately sneered, "Wishful thinking!"
She raised her head slightly, danced with her long legs, and pointed at Liumu far away. The barbs on her long legs were like eagle claws, and a black light shot from the barbs as fast as lightning.
Liu Mu Hun didn't expect that the Mo Clan still had this ability, and she had never used it in the past few days of fighting.
I didn't notice it for a while, it was too late to resist, and he leaned down in a hurry.
The black light brushed his shoulders and shot out, but Rouki jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, pointed like a sword, and cut off the flesh and blood on his shoulders.
That flesh and blood was burned to ashes by the flame-like power of thick ink in the void.
There was blood on his shoulders, and the pain hit, but Liumu didn't seem to notice it. He just turned his head and looked at Yang Kai. Seeing that Yang Kai was still closely behind him without any damage, he was relieved.
"Be careful!" Yang Kai warned.
When Liu Mu's face changed, more black light shot from the Mo Clan, and he blinked to the front.
Rouki Jai was about to split, and roared, a huge and towering figure suddenly appeared behind him, it seemed to be a man of iron armor, majestic and majestic.
The iron-clad golden man was several feet tall, his whole body was covered with golden armor, he did not leak the slightest gap, and he couldn't see his face. He held a long saber in his hand, and the light on the knife seemed to be able to kill all the evil spirits.
This is surprisingly the magical form of Rouki.
As the eighth-rank Kaitian, Liumu Shenjun naturally has his own magical powers, but he will not easily urge him in his leisure time, because this is his most powerful move, and it is also a desperate move.
But under the tyrannical attack of the Mo clan, he had to use this trick.
Rouki's whole person merged with the golden armored giant, and he swung the saber forward to block the black light that struck him. Every time he touched, the golden armored giant shook his whole body and retreated.
After two breaths of effort, the golden armor giant has retreated several tens of feet, but the black light that strikes seems to be endless.
The golden armor giant couldn't resist it any more, and seeing the black light broke the golden armor giant into pieces, a group of figures on both sides of the surrounding area suddenly smashed.
Every figure is the eighth-rank Taishang of Dongtianfudi.
Mystic magical powers and secret techniques were all released, and the power of more than a dozen people finally stopped the black light.
Rouki turned his head and looked around, nodded slightly at the crowd, and took the lead, like a general charging forward, rushing to the forefront.
More than a dozen eight-ranks turned into two wings, protecting Yang Kai in the center, and pushing forward with a thud.
The power of the Mo clan is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and all the powerful people in the world have learned the horror of the royal family. She is alone in fighting with thousands of top-ranking people, but she is still fierce.
The black light bounced and shot continuously, but it was all resolved by the eighth-Rank Supreme Masters.
The distance between each other is getting closer and closer, and the spider silks that are attacking and killing like ghosts can't stop everyone's pace.
Lan Youruo had already left the team.
She also guessed the plan of these 8th-Rank Supreme Highs, did not drag her back from the past, only blasted a magical secret technique from a relatively safe position, and hit the Mo Clan's huge body.
She is not alone, there are many powerful people beside her, and more than a dozen 8-Rank Taishang who are protecting Yang Kai now involve most of the Mo Clan's attention, so the situation of the others is relatively safe.
There was a trace of panic on the Mo Clan's face, which obviously recalled the power of the Purifying Light.
Especially when Yang Kai began to devour the power of topaz and aquamarine in Little Universe, and his left and right hands lit up with different lights, the panic became more and more obvious.
Liumu Shenjun took this panic as a sign of the poor skills of the ass, and led the crowd to rush faster and faster.
Suddenly, there was a cruel sneer at the corner of the Mo clan's mouth, and a gap suddenly opened on her forehead. The gap was like an erect pupil, which was full of strangeness.
A black light that was stronger than the power of ink shot out from the vertical benevolence, and came to the front in the blink of an eye.
The expressions of Liumu Shenjun and others changed drastically, and they didn't expect the Mo Clan to have such magical powers.
They didn't feel any threat from the black light, but instinctively had an intuition that something was wrong.
The ink-colored light didn't aim at a certain person, but when it arrived in front of everyone, it suddenly exploded and turned into a giant ink-colored net.
The net closed the sky and the earth, and immediately covered everyone.
Everyone can’t avoid it. At this moment, the eight-Rank-opening heaven and earth's mighty power was vented, and the magical powers lit up one after another. The big secret technique, intercepted towards that ink net.
Mowang is extremely tough, and it does not invade in any way.
During the sudden contraction, everyone was trapped in the net.
The hearts of more than a dozen Eight-Rank Kaitian sank straight down, and some even screamed: "Broken!"
The black giant net obviously also has the characteristics of the power of ink. It is not only sharp, but also extremely corrosive. When many eight-Ranks are held around, they feel the pain for the first time, and the body is cut by the mesh. , Mo Zhili entered the body along the wound.
When the Mo clan closed the net, everyone was dragged over involuntarily.
Seeing this scene, the nearby High Grade Kaitians naturally hurried to rescue them, but to no avail.
It is even more difficult for the people who are bound to save themselves. Everyone is stuck together. No matter what you do, there is a risk of accidental injury. For a while, there is nothing to do.
The Mo clan’s sharp laughter sounded, and as the giant net dragged everyone, a huge crack was actually opened in her bulging abdomen. Both sides of the crack were covered with jagged fangs, as if her belly was another. A mouth can swallow everything.
The pure light of purification blooms power at this moment, rising like the sun, and instantly enveloping all the tied 8-Rank Open Heaven.
The giant net that could not even be destroyed by magical powers, at this moment, turned out to be like snowflakes under the scorching sun, quickly melting, and even the power of ink lingering around the wounds of the people was completely dispelled.
The smile on the Mo clan's face instantly stiffened! She is not ignorant of Purifying Light’s restraint on her own power, but in the process of getting along with Yang Kai for a hundred years, she feels that she has roughly figured out the power of Purifying Light. Kind of degree.
She didn't know that the purifying light that Yang Kai displayed during the hundred years of being with her was basically driven by swallowing the topaz and aquamarine under the sixth rank. After all, to fight a protracted battle, Yang Kai had to save the resources in his hands. Although he had countless topaz and aquamarine, he did not dare to squander too casually.
And this time, because he had to face the Mo Clan directly, Yang Kai swallowed the eighth-grade topaz and aquamarine as soon as he came up.
The purifying light displayed is naturally stronger, and the eighth-grade topaz and aquamarine are already the highest-grade resources in his hands.
Suddenly out of trouble, a dozen eighth-rank Kaitian did not hesitate, and they urged supernatural powers to blast towards the Mo Clan.
This is a godsend. They wanted to break through the blockade of the Mo Clan and fight her personally, but none of them succeeded. All those who tried to get close to her were intercepted by her in the distance.
But this time, she took the initiative to drag everyone closer.
In the vent of the mighty power of heaven and earth, the magical secret technique bombarded the Mo Clan's huge body, which made her look pale, screamed again and again, screamed unstoppable, and waved a long force to fight back.
Her anger was quickly replaced by panic, and the dazzling little sun that broke her secret technique was forced into the crack in her abdomen by Yang Kai.
Although Yang Kai's entire body was swept away by her long feet in the next instant, it seemed that an earth-shattering event had occurred in the abdomen of the Mo clan.
Everyone can clearly feel that the Mo Clan's breath is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
There was a burst of indiscriminate bombardment, and more than a dozen 8-Rank opened the sky for a burst of hearty. For many years, they have not had the opportunity to vent their strength like this. The increase in strength and the promotion of status also mean that there are not many goals worthy of them personally. Shot it.
When they first fought with the Mo people, many of them had some hand skills, but at this moment, the Vietnam War became more and more hot, as if they were thousands of years younger and returned to the age of blood boiling.
The light of purification in Yang Kai's hands continued, and each shot could cause varying degrees of damage to the Mo Clan.
The Mo Clan's crazy counterattack followed, and from time to time there was the aura of the collapse of the small universe coming from the rear, it was the fall of the top grade Kaitian.
However, more eight-Rank Open Heavens broke through the blockade of the Mo Clan's spider webs and came to join the battle group.
The scene was chaotic, but everyone knew exactly what they wanted to do. Especially next to Yang Kai, there are four, five, eight-Rank Open Heaven guarding all the time. Everyone knows that the light of purification that Yang Kai displays is the weapon to restrain this Mo tribe. Even though he only has a sixth-Rank, he is very good at Mo. The damage caused by the clan is incomparable to their eight ranks.
The Mo Clan's breath continued to weaken, and after experiencing the initial struggle, it seemed that he had no strength to fight back. This situation greatly boosted the spirits of many top grades.