The accident happened too suddenly, and no one knew what was going on. The two powerhouses who were about to fight with each other took a step back at this moment and looked at each other vigilantly.
They are not afraid of death, but the anomaly in the ink nest space at the moment still makes them vigilant, after all, no one knows if the other party has moved something.
Click...
There was another crisp sound, and all the 9th-Rank and the king master here looked up, and when they saw it, everyone was stunned.
The crack that was closed just now opens again for some reason.
The Ninth Ranks of Human Race are overjoyed.
The reason why they had to fight with the Mo clan kings just now was entirely because there was no hope of escape. Since they were destined to fall here, they would definitely not let the Mo clan live well before dying.
But now that the crack opens again, there is hope of escape, who is willing to die easily.
They didn't know why the crack opened again, and what made them even more surprised was that the opening of the crack seemed to be larger than that caused by the self-destruction of the ancestor Ming Wangtian.
Through the crack, a vaguely unclear picture came into view.
Before he could think deeply, Wan Motian ancestor shouted: "Go!"
When the words were over, bloody fluid was shed from the right eye!
You must know that what he is revealing at this moment is the soul and spirit body, and there is no blood at all. What is flowing from his eyes is his burning spirit.
At this moment, he also desperately.
The black suddenly filled, and wrapped around the many kings.
Numerous ninth-rank human races did not hesitate anymore, and while interfering with the Mo clan lord, they jumped towards the cracks in the sky. The old ancestor Xiaoxiao had a huge loss of spiritual consciousness before, and at this moment, he was also carried by a ninth-rank fleeing.
Seeing this, the many kings of the Mo clan were willing to give up, and the violent spirit power turned into a boundless impact, intending to cut off the escape route of the Ninth-Rank.
Without the protection of the Wen Shenlian, all the Ninth Stages were shocked and struggling. Under this situation, they might not be able to escape from this place successfully.
A Ninth-Rank ancestor turned his heart, and did not evade towards the crack, but turned to greet the Mo clan lords, and there were fierce and fierce fluctuations in the soul.
He wanted to stay and break, and the method he chose was the same as that of Ming Wangtian's ninth-rank, self-explosive spirit, only need to stop these king masters for a moment, others will naturally have a chance to escape.
But just as he did this, an apparently more powerful soul rushed towards the kings ahead of him. Still halfway, the flame of the soul swept through his body, making his whole person look like one. Group of burning fireballs.
"There are two Ninth-Rank seated in the Great War, it doesn't matter if I am one less, you go!"
The ninth rank that rushed out was the ancestor from Zhan Tian, and at this moment, he burned the soul with secret techniques, completely breaking his own way of retreat!
As he spoke, a continuous shock of spirits hit him from the king's side, and the spirit body of his spirits was broken and broken, but the ninth grade of the Great War did not say a word, even the spirit fluctuations were not too great. Great ups and downs.
In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the place where the king masters gathered, and the spirit body showed a grinning smile and shouted angrily: "Burn!"
As soon as the words fell, the dazzling light bloomed from his soul body, and the burning soul body suddenly turned into a sea of flames, covering the Mo clan kings.
When the first few king lords who were closer were contaminated by the fire of the soul, they immediately cried out miserably, and the other princes were also terrified and resisted.
But how can I stop it.
At this moment, their psychic power seemed to have become the fuel of this psychic fire.
The flame was not only burning the king, but even the twenty ancestors of the human race who fled towards the cracks did not avoid them. The tongue of fire huffed and chased after them. Once they were involved, they were in the current state of the ninth rank of the human race. , Can't even imagine being able to escape.
Seeing that the fire of divine consciousness was about to sweep over, the almost transparent ancestor laughed and urged the power of Wen Shenlian, turning it into a barrier, covering the many Ninth Stages in it.
In the next instant, everyone rushed out of the crack and disappeared.
A mess was left in the ink nest space.
The sea of fire covered the entire ink nest space, as if it were about to burn through this day, the king lords did not dare to stay here anymore, and rushed towards the crack, dragging their disabled bodies away from this place.
After a short period of noisy and fierce in this ink nest space, people suddenly went to the empty space, leaving only the sky full of flames.
After all, it was a Ninth-Rank Open Sky divine soul burning, and I don't know how long it would take to burn before it extinguished.
…
In the unknown place shrouded in darkness, a stern roar resounded through the void, mixed with endless pain.
The old man who was called to be pale smiled: "The younger generations of this generation are all people who dare to fight, no wonder you can make a breakthrough, Mo, your death date is not far away."
The spiteful voice came from the darkness: "I want your human race to be a slave forever!"
He said indifferently: "You are not worthy!"
Turning his head, looking into the depths of the void, waiting for countless years, this day should be fast.
…
Both Yang Kai and Xiang Shan looked solemn in front of the collapsed king's ink nest in the king city.
Although the ancestor Xiaoxiao entered the ink nest for dozens of breaths, the two felt that it was a year longer and the ancestor’s spiritual thoughts were completely invisible. This meant that the space of the ink nest was blocked, and the Mo clan was there. I have been prepared for a long time, and I don't know what the ancestors will encounter in it.
Although worried, the two of them can't help much at this moment, they can only wait.
I thought it would take some time, but who would have thought that after dozens of breaths, the two once again sensed the ancestor's spirit fluctuations, and when they fixed their eyes, the ancestor opened his eyes suddenly.
The faces of Yang Kai and Xiang Shan changed drastically!
The ancestor was injured, and the injury was extremely serious. At this moment, her face was pale as paper, the pain made her frown, and the spirit of the spirit was obviously extremely weak.
The two had never thought about it. In this short period of tens of breaths, an eternal battle took place in the ink nest space. Twenty-two ninth-rank human races faced up to fifty Mo king masters, and this short period of time Within that time, there were four more king masters, two ninth ranks fell one after another, and the strange opening of the cracks in the ink nest space.
The ancestor Xiaoxiao obviously didn't mean to say more, but quickly took some linguine plugs and took it in the mouth, and said with a weak voice: "During my retreat and healing, Xiang Shan was in charge of Dayan affairs. Remember, the war is not over yet. , The Mo Clan still has a very strong and powerful force hidden."
Xiang Shan's face changed slightly, and he clasped his fists and said, "Lead!"
To make the ancestors so jealous, the hidden power of the Mo people is probably not trivial.
Xiaoxiao Old Ancestor looked at Yang Kai again: "You follow me!"
With that said, he drew himself towards Dayan Pass, and Yang Kai followed closely behind.
The ancestor was injured so badly, he naturally had to use his Xiao Qiankun's power to heal his injuries, and Yang Kai had become accustomed to this matter.
Following the ancestor's return to Dayan, Yang Kai immediately set aside his own small universe and let the ancestor enter to heal his injuries.
He could feel that the ancestor Xiaoxiao was seriously injured this time, and he didn't know what happened to her in that ink nest space.
But there is nothing to worry about. Wen Shenlian is still with the ancestor, and there is Wen Shenlian to nourish the soul, plus the difference in the flow rate of his small universe, it will probably not take long for the smiling ancestor to recover.
Xiaoxiao ancestor is like that, what about the other ninth human races? After all, this time, it wasn't the only ancestor Xiaoxiao who entered the ink nest space alone.
This time... I am afraid that the ninth rank has fallen.
Yang Kaixin suddenly realized such a thought, and his heart was heavy.
There were more than one hundred battle zones in the Human Race. Before that, there were repeated successes and dozens of beheaded kings, but none of the Ninth-Rank fell. Of course, injuries were inevitable.
But this time, I am afraid that there will be a ninth-rank body that disappears.
The space of the ink nest is so dangerous.
As Yang Kai assisted the ancestor to heal his injuries, the atmosphere of celebration in Dayan Pass was slowly changed. The high-level leaders headed by Xiang Shan deliberately reversed this atmosphere. Being immersed in the celebration would easily make people take it lightly. Another war breaks out, which will be detrimental to the human race.
Although it is cruel to deprive the soldiers of the joy at this moment, the Human Race has been here for countless years, and forge ahead under the high pressure of the Mo Race, and never compromise!
Within a few days, two shocking news spread from other passes to Dayan.
Ming Wangtian ancestor, died in the ink nest space!
Fight against the ancestors of the sky, fight to the death of the ink nest space!
It is said that the previous ancestors explored the ink nest space and gathered 22 ninth ranks, but the Mo clan had long been ambushing there. The moment the ninth rank human race entered it, the ink nest space was blocked and the fifty kings gathered together. In a trouble, the Ninth-Rank of Human Race joined hands to meet the enemy. Under the premise of an absolute advantage in the number of enemies, they still killed the four king masters, Ming Wangtian and Zhan Tian, both of them were to create a way for the other Nine-Ranks and explode their souls. Dead.
The two ninth-tier battles are dead!
The tribe mourns.
It’s not just Dayan Pass. Everyone knows that the war with the Mo race is not over yet. On the bright side, even though more than a hundred battle zones have been calmed down, the Mo race’s casualties are insignificant, but in the dark, the Mo race still has Greater hidden power.
The talk about the mother nest of the Mo tribe is also spreading like wildfire at all major gates.
The mother nest may be the root of the Mo people. The hidden power of the Mo people must be on the mother nest. If you want to completely solve the Mo people, you must destroy the mother nest.
Therefore, after being in more than 100 war zones on the flat ground, not long before the human race celebrated, they once again entered the state of warriors and horses!
The healing of the wounds, the practice of the practice, and countless soldiers went out to mine resources for use in wartime.
There may be a big battle in the future, and that battle will be more dangerous than all that has been experienced before.
In Yang Kai's Little Universe, the four chiefs of the army gathered in a small farmyard.
The small courtyard is left by the Orion couple. Although Xiao Qiankun has been in the past for many years, Yang Kai has always kept it intact, because the ancestor Xiaoxiao would come here every time he heals.
It was the first time that Xiang Shan and others had entered Yang Kai's Small Universe, and they were surprised that they were faintly aware that the time flow rate was abnormal.
It's no wonder that Yang Kai practiced so fast, the difference in the flow of time in this small universe is difficult for others to imitate.