There is no one way to survive the two results, and the ultimate destiny that does not return is death.
Yang Kai frowned slightly. On the unknown battlefield, he could understand that he died at the hands of the Mo clan, but he died at the hands of the same clan...
But seeing the situation on the battlefield in a blink of an eye, he reacted.
In that place, it should be very common to be inked. Facing the Mo disciple, the former colleagues would not show mercy.
But Yang Kai still didn't understand: "No one can survive?"
"On that battlefield, death and death is only a matter of time. If you step out of the customs, immortality is not just a rhetoric. It has been hundreds of thousands of years since the establishment of the customs, but for so many years, There has never been a precedent for people who have left this pass. Therefore, it is necessary to cultivate a large number of talents in the big caves, in order to continuously put people in that battlefield."
Yang Kai was silent, and asked in a low voice: "Where did Xu Linggong in the Yin and Yang sky go to that battlefield?"
The Eighth-Rank Taishang shook his head and said, "The old man has been in seclusion for many years, and he doesn't know any Xu Linggong. But hundreds of years ago, there were indeed a group of disciples who crossed the pass and did not return."
A doubt in my heart finally has an answer.
It was very strange that Yang Kai could not see Xu Linggong when it was overcast and sunny. After all, Qu Huashang was imprisoned for a hundred years and was about to expire, Xu Linggong suddenly disappeared without reason.
The answer given by Yin Yang Tian was that Xu Linggong performed the mission of the division, but now it seems that as early as when he was separated from each other, he left these three thousand worlds with the people of Yin Yang Tian.
Qing Kui and Su Yingxue should have gone together.
"Although for some reason, no one has ever returned without returning to the customs, but occasionally when opening the passage without returning to the customs, some news can still be passed over there. Dongtianfudi's information about the Mo Clan is passed back from there. "
"The Mozhi royal family itself is comparable to the 9th-Rank Kaitian. If it is just that, she has been imprisoned for so many years, and her strength has plummeted. With the current background of the big caves, it is not difficult to clean up her, but it requires a little effort. That’s the price. The only thing that makes people most jealous is that the royal family has a secret technique that even the eighth rank I can’t resist. Once it is recruited, it will instantly transform into a Motu and be loyal to her.”
This information was never returned outside the pass, and it was also exchanged with blood and lives for countless years.
This is the situation that Yang Kai sees now.
The royal family of Moh displayed the royal secret technique. In an instant, the five eighth-rank Kaitians turned into black disciples, causing all the rest to scream. No one knows if there are any more than the five exposed black disciples. The other Motu hid in it.
However, everyone had anticipated this situation a long time ago, so when Luo Shengtian's 8-Rank Too High Desire was unfavorable to Yang Kai, someone immediately came to rescue him.
The current situation is also the result they have to endure in this battle.
"She is poor!" The Eight-Rank Taishang standing next to Yang Kai let out a sigh of relief, as if letting go of a big stone in her heart, and finally guarded Yunkai to see Yueming.
Among the information they received, the royal family would never use that secret technique unless forced to do so, because although this secret technique is incomparable, it also consumes a huge amount of money on the royal family itself. .
Now that she shows it out, it shows that she has been driven to desperation.
Yang Kai raised his eyes and saw that the Royal Mo's clan that lay in the air was full of an extremely weak aura. The magnificent will that had been permeating the void was also vain at this moment.
Yang Kai was in awe.
Numerous Eight-Rank Taishang of Dongtianfudi had already anticipated this situation before participating in the war. Each of them was mentally prepared to be inked. Only by forcing the royal family to perform that secret technique can they truly win the victory. hope.
No one knows if it will be oneself who will be inked. Everyone in this trip has the mentality of sacrificing one's life and becoming benevolent.
Secret arts and magical powers bloom, the world’s mighty power willfully, the universe is subverted, in the skill of Yang Kai talking to the eighth-rank supreme, the five people who have been inked have been surrounded by groups, and the previously intimate comrades have now become swords facing each other. The enemy is cruel and merciless.
There is no way to be merciful, unlike those 7th-Rank Kaitian who have been inked, the 8th-Rank Grand Highs can also subdue them, and then send them to Yang Kai, let him urge the light of purification to clear the source.
Each of the eighth-Rank Supreme Masters has a high level of cultivation, and there is no way to be captured alive. If you want to solve them, the only way is to kill them!
They are already prepared for this.
The five people clung to each other, rushing from left to right, performing their magical powers, and fighting with the rest of them indifferently.
When the blood splattered, someone was finally injured. One of the five old people was cut off by an arm and staggered. Before he could stabilize his figure, two powerful secret arts hit his body. .
The old man didn't know where he came from, and he was really strong in his cultivation. Even if he was hit hard by this, he didn't fall. He just described him as embarrassed and covered with blood.
He didn't seem to feel any pain, his face was dull, his figure swayed, and a breath of extreme danger suddenly spread.
That was an act to explode Xiao Qiankun.
Seeing this, everyone around hurriedly retreated.
The simple self-explosion of Xiao Qiankun may not have any deterrent effect on many 8-Rank Taishang, but Mo Tu's self-destruction cannot be ignored. Once he explodes, the power of Mo in Xiao Qiankun will be a great threat to escape.
The void shook suddenly at this moment, and when Xiao Qiankun collapsed, the Lingzhou pavilion flooded with thick ink power spread out, chasing the fleeing people like a tsunami, trying to wrap them in.
After all, everyone saw the opportunity quickly, and no one was contaminated by Mo's power.
But when he turned to look around, the other four eighth-ranks who had been inked by ink all flashed and came to the side of the royal family of ink.
The fierce battle just now left them all wounded, but their expressions were firm and their eyes were persistent, as if the most devout believers guarding their gods, even if the sky fell apart, they would never allow outsiders to harm the royal family.
Many Eight-Ranks who keep the clear and bright are in grief. Although they are psychologically prepared, when they have to force them to do the same thing, Gu Jing Wubo's mood will also be affected.
The weakness of Mo Zhi's clan was clearly visible. She seemed to lose the strength to straighten her body. Her huge spider-like body was crawling on the spot, motionless, but her eyes stared at everyone incomparably bitterly.
Swipe...
A group of figures rushed from the periphery. There were eight and seven ranks. Hundreds of people turned into a huge encirclement, covering the place where the Mo Clan was located.
At this time, she could not escape with her wings.
Yang Kai turned his head and searched, and saw Lan Youruo in the crowd.
Her face was a little pale, and there was blood on her chest that stained her clothes, but she didn't seem to be a serious problem, which made him relieved.
In front of the desperate situation, Mo Zhi's royal family laughed softly, his voice still pleasing to the ear: "Do you think you have won?"
No one answered her. Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him indifferently, and each pair was burning with hatred.
Although it didn't take much time to encircle her in this battle, every Dongtianfudi suffered a huge loss. In this battle, even the eighth-Rank Taishang had fallen, which was something that had not been encountered in countless years.
But relative to the effort, it is still worth it to destroy a royal family of Mo here.
After all, this is equivalent to the existence of the 9th-Rank Kaitian. If it weren't for countless years of imprisonment, and the strength had plummeted, no matter how many people there were, I'm afraid there would be no way to deal with her.
"If you want to kill me, just do it!" The Mo clan suddenly hissed and roared, "See if you can laugh out after I die!"
Having said that, she obviously didn't intend to sit still.
A Motu who was guarding her side suddenly shook his body, stood in front of her, and raised an arm.
The Mo clan opened her mouth to bite, the original small cherry mouth turned into a giant kiss, and she bit off the arm of the Eighth-Rank Taishang with one bite. The mouth was bloody, and she chewed it a few times at will, and went full into her abdomen.
The weak breath has recovered some quickly.
She opened her mouth again, but this time she bit off half of the eighth rank of her chest.
"Uncle Master!" In the crowd, there was a seventh-rank open sky and cracked eyes, and his eyes were red. The eighth-rank gnawed by the Mo clan was the elder of his sect.
"Kill!" An angry shout came from the crowd, and I don't know who ordered too much.
The royal family's secret technique consumes a lot of money, and now paying such a price, it is hard to force her to use it, and she will never be able to give her a chance to recover.
The Mo Clan's speed was very fast, and the entire eighth rank was eaten in a couple of bites, and the weak aura was greatly restored, but that was only the case.
A series of secret magical powers, turned into an overwhelming stream of light, rushed towards the place where the Mo Clan was, and instantly flooded that area.
Only the remaining three eighth-rank Mo disciple urged their supernatural powers to guard the Mo Clan desperately, but only persisted for less than three breaths before their supernatural powers shattered, and their bodies were injured at the same time.
A wave of attacks has not settled, and another wave has continued, uninterrupted.
After a while, the breath of Xiao Qiankun's collapse came out, three times in succession.
Those three 8th-Rank Mo disciple fell. Faced with such an overwhelming attack, they had no intention to escape, and only death was waiting for them.
Everyone's actions became more and more fierce, as if they wanted to pour out all their anger.
The Mo Clan's screams screamed, although she ate the flesh and blood of an 8-Rank Open Heaven and regained some strength, it was far from enough to let her inspire the royal secret technique again.
Waiting for her end, only death.
The dazzling light gradually ceased, and the aftermath of the energy riot spread. Everyone looked around and saw that Mo Clan's body was covered with wounds, and the pretty face was in a mess at this moment, and even the long legs were broken.
She was still alive, her huge body crawling on the spot, her cloudy eyes still resentful.