Mu Nanfei, the 1653rd generation disciple of Dayan Blessed Land, showed his distinctive talent for spiritual practice when he first started, and he was valued by the senior sect, supplemented by the careful teaching and training of famous teachers.
He is also a diligent, conscientious and conscientious in practice, and he will eventually live up to the expectations of his elders.
The day of promotion was originally the time when the sky was high and the birds were flying, and the sect changed suddenly on this day.
There was news from the battlefield of Mo that Dayan Pass was besieged by the Mo army and was in danger. Dayan Fudi urgently mobilized manpower to support it.
He clearly remembered that day, all the open heaven realms in the sect, no matter the level of cultivation, regardless of men, women, young or old, whether it was high-grade open-world or low-grade open-world, they all gathered together.
Under the leadership of many Eight-Rank gods, tens of thousands of Dayan opened the sky and set out from the sect, rushing to the battlefield of Mo without returning.
After arriving at Dayan Pass, the situation is worse than everyone imagined.
There was a violent energy fluctuation in the distant void. It was the ancestor of Dayan who was fighting with the Mo clan king.
Outside Dayan Pass, the Mo people's offensive was in full swing, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties.
There was no time to fix it. All the disciples supported by Dayanfu were put on the battlefield at the first time. For these newcomers who had never fought with the Mo people, this war was extremely cruel, and many even As soon as he stepped into the battlefield, his soul was gone.
Mu Nanfei's partner, the gentle woman who had accompanied him for five hundred years, died in this battle.
He blushed and lost his mind completely until he was exhausted.
He has forgotten how the battle ended, only knowing that when he woke up, Dayan Pass had been lost, and the guardsman had been annihilated since his ancestors.
Except for them, those who were eroded by Mo's power and transformed into Motu.
Thirty thousand years have passed since then.
The newly promoted sixth-rank back then is now the eighth-rank, and his eighth-rank is different from the ordinary eighth-rank Mo disciple. Because he was directly promoted to the sixth rank, his own limit is at the eighth rank, and he does not need to use the power of Mo to break through his own shackles.
It can be said that he is a real 8-Rank Open Heaven, and he is not much different from the 8-Rank main towns of the Human Race. If you fight alone, the domain owners may not be his opponents.
Thirty thousand years of the Motu career was almost boring, until the human army came to regain the Dayan Pass.
Such as the bloody battlefield reappeared 30,000 years ago, but this time it was the Mo clan who showed signs of decline. The Human clan regained Dayan. The Mo clan suffered heavy casualties and had to shrink the king city, and even lost one of the domain master level ink nests.
The king was very angry, and the domain owners felt very ashamed, and vowed to let people take the initiative to abandon the ink nest that they had acquired in any case, so as to avoid unfavorable information transmission in the future.
In preventing the Human Race from occupying the ink nest, progress is very smooth, because if the Human race wants to use the ink nest, they must have the mind to hook the ink nest's will. In this ink nest space, the ink race occupies an absolute advantage.
Previously, the eighth ranks of the human race were beaten away, and the ancestors of the human race came over and returned without success. The domain owners felt that the human race was helpless.
Until suddenly a strange human race came in.
After two consecutive shots, the four domain masters were killed or injured. When all the domain masters believed that this person was bound to die, he actually killed him for the third time.
Two more Mo disciples died because of him.
The domain owners are in a stalemate with him, and it has been three years now.
That person has a warm lotus body, so that the domain masters have nothing to do with him. They can only hope that his small universe will be swallowed up by the ink nest and dry up, and then affect his spirit to collapse.
But after three years of waiting, Mu Nanfei and the other 8-Rank Mo disciple could not hold on.
At the last moment of the dying of life, the two Mo disciples opened their eyes together, as if they had a sharp heart.
With eyes facing each other, they all saw the doubt in each other's eyes.
What are they doing these years? Why are you willing to become a minion of the Mo clan? Why are you willing to face each other with blades to the human race.
In this life, full of sins, how can it be washed away with death
Without words or negotiation, the two 8th-Rank Mo disciples bloomed with the most dazzling light in their lives at the last moments of their lives.
The extremely weak spirit power suddenly burned at this moment, supporting each other, turning into a shock, and hitting a Mo tribe domain master.
The domain masters did not guard against them at all, all their attention was placed on the Wen Shenlian, or on the Seventh-Rank Human Race who was hiding in the Wen Shenlian.
These days, these seven products have been making noises from time to time, so annoying!
Troublesome, what made the domain owners look forward to is that this guy's tone seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and he felt like he was going to die soon.
It happened that he was still alive, and he persisted stubbornly all the time.
The domain masters are disgusted and not light, and the left and right can't survive, so can't they just be a little bit more
The two eighth-rank ink disciples burned their last soul power, and when they rammed this way, the domain masters didn't react at all.
It wasn't until Na Jinghong hit Hundi's body that Hundi suddenly turned his head, angrily: "What are you waiting for?"
If two normal eighth-rank Mo disciples join forces to strike like this, it would be unprepared and unsuspecting that they could not bear it. However, they were too weak. Even if they burned all the spirit power, this collision would only be equivalent to Tickle Humdi.
He didn't even feel much.
The shock has dissipated, and the two figures supporting each other are re-emerged, but at this moment, Mu Nanfei and the other eighth-rank soul spirit bodies are dimmed, almost transparent, and are rapidly fading, obviously coming soon. Dissipated.
But Mu Nanfei was smiling: "It's a good death, the ancestors of Dayan, the disciples will go!"
Another Motu nodded: "Go with it, go with it!"
After the words, the two souls finally faded and dissipated, as if they had never appeared in the world.
The domain masters watched this scene quietly, frowning, and although they all regretted that they had lost two eighth-rank ink disciples, what made them even more curious was that these two eighth-rank ink disciples were dying before they died. The reaction... somewhat strange.
Without giving them too much time to think, when the powerful spirit power was vented, an extremely dangerous aura suddenly appeared.
The domain masters were shocked, turned their heads and looked back, only to see that the Wen Shenlian had been opened for some time, and their miserable human race was standing among the blooming flowers like this, and the aura locked a domain master with a golden light. Outrageously shot.
No one thought that this human race would be violent at this time, and what is even more incomprehensible is that his state is not weak at all, the soul and spirit body is solid and full, filled with compelling power, just barely shining. Hui Lai demonstrated his strength.
How could this be? The eyes of several domain masters were about to protrude.
Even though the lotus is nourishing and repairing the soul, what is the use of the physical body if it can't hold on? The ending of the two eighth-rank Mo disciples is the best portrayal.
Looking at the posture of this human race, the three-year delay seemed to have no effect on his physical body.
This is impossible!
Different from the previous attack, Yang Kai didn't yell this time, and the severe pain was still impacting the soul, as if the whole person was torn apart, he resisted it, only to launch this surprise attack.
The effect is extremely significant.
The attention of the domain masters was attracted by the bizarre actions of the two Motuos, plus the preconceived belief that he had lost combat effectiveness, and no one had ever guarded him.
The first soul stabbing centered on the spirit body of a domain master, and fiercely penetrated into it. When the domain master screamed, he flew out, widening the distance from Yang Kai.
Yang Kai didn't have any time to control him, the second soul thorn has already attacked another domain.
He originally wanted to attack the domain master of Hengdi. Judging from the previous exchanges, the status of this domain master is higher than that of other domain masters. It would be more meaningful if he could be killed or severely injured.
It's a pity that I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Hudi was a little farther away from him.
As a last resort, Yang Kai had no choice but to choose a target that was better to deal with.
When the second soul stab shot out, the attacks of the domain masters also blasted towards Yang Kai.
However, Yang Kai completely ignored him, and now he had sacrificed Wen Shenlian's body. He was not as useless as before. How could he be afraid of the attacks of these domain masters.
The violent spirit power blasted on the Wen Shenlian, only a layer of colorful ripples were left without success. On the contrary, it was the second soul thorn that Yang Kai hit, which instantly broke through the protection of the domain master's spirit and nailed it into the body. .
However, his experience is better than that of the first domain owner, because he was guarded anyhow, not all the soul thorns were scored, and a small portion remained in his body. At first glance, he seemed to have been shot by an arrow. .
The same miserable howling exited, the domain master staggered backwards, his soul turbulent violently.
Regardless of whether it is refining or controlling the soul, Yang Kai has expended a huge amount of power, and the power is naturally extraordinary.
Its particularity leads to its limitations. Anyone who gets it can only treat it as a one-time killer, and it is impossible to use it once.
Yang Kai could use it repeatedly, nothing more than to cultivate for a while with the help of Wen Shenlian.
What's the matter
Seeing that Yang Kai had already shot two soul thorns, the remaining four intact domain masters were relieved.
According to past experience, this human race can only play two tricks of that strange secret treasure at most. He is unable to succeed, and it is absolutely impossible for him to fight a third trick in a short period of time.
Before the thought was finished, the scene that frightened them appeared.
When Yang Kai opened his mouth, the third Dao She soul thorn turned into golden light and had already been shot.
At the moment when the domain masters were relaxed!
The timing was just right.
The effect of this blow was better than that of the second blow, and the soul thorn directly penetrated into the spirit of the third domain master and disappeared.
There was another wailing in panic!
In the entire ink nest space, the ups and downs of the spirits came and went one after another. There were three severely wounded domain masters, three intact domain masters, and Yang Kai's, all in chaos.