In the Qingyang Region, after nearly two thousand years of vicissitudes, the situation in the entire region has already changed.
In the original Qingyang Territory, the armies of the two clans were constantly confronting each other, and wars of all sizes never stopped, but with the passage of time, such wars have become hard to see.
This place has become a battlefield for the strong clan of the two clans. The general human and Mo clan soldiers have already withdrawn from this large area. The clash of the strong, the weak are not eligible to participate.
Today, those who dare to be active in this big area, the Mo Clan is at least a lord-level powerhouse, and the Human Clan also has many Seventh-Rank Open Heavens who come here to find excitement, so as to break through their own shackles.
Almost every moment, in every corner of this big domain, there are movements of the two powerful races fighting against each other. The movements are so vast that they can often pass far and wide, and such a confrontation will not last too long. Time, often after one party has gained something, it will immediately stop, so as not to attract the other side's reinforcements.
The quiet void, like a sleeping beast, will suddenly wake up at some point and swallow the strong men of the two races active here.
A figure walks carelessly in the void, although alone, but calm and relaxed, such a crisis-ridden battlefield seems to him to be his back garden.
His spiritual thoughts carefully swept through every inch of the void, as if he was looking for something, but there was no gain, making his expression a little helpless.
At some point, three huge clouds of ink floated in a triangle shape, seemingly surrounded him by coincidence.
The man didn't realize it, and he was still searching around.
When he came to the center of the three groups of ink clouds, three figures suddenly appeared among the three groups of ink clouds.
In front of him, a Mo family leader with a horn on his head looked fierce, and while Mo's power surged, he slapped the human race with a severe palm? He even shouted, "Death!"
A slender female domain master's figure in the back changes? Approaching the human race at a very fast speed, sticking out with one hand? Accurately inserted into the enemy's back vest? Fingertips, nails are sharp as sharp blades.
On the other side? The third domain lord followed closely, his body is not as burly as the first domain lord? Not as fast as the female domain lord? But when his arms shook, there was a monstrous ink roll, enveloped A vast void, that strong ink power is like the wind from the nine heavens? Cracks appeared in the cut space.
The combined blow of the three domain masters? It turned into a death vortex, covering the figure.
No eight-Rank can resist such a lore.
The territorial master who struck right in front of him was already grinning, and seemed to be frightened by his face.
I don't know where the 8-Rank Human Race came from, dare to walk alone in this Qingyang domain? Destined to pay the price for their ignorance.
However, what I saw in my eyes made the domain master startled.
The Eighth-Rank Human Race that should have been panicked? He looked at him with open eyes and smiles, with a look of excitement and eagerness? One palm and the other, clenched fists crackling? He exclaimed: "This is what you asked for? No wonder I !"
That expression? It seems that something great has happened.
Something is wrong...
However, it is difficult to get over the water, the three domain masters have already fought, so you don't have to worry about what is right, kill the eighth rank of this human race first.
In an instant, the three domain masters rushed to the eighth rank of the human race, the burly domain master blasted out with a punch, and the violent power of ink surged.
In the next instant, his expression stiffened on his face, and his suspicious expression was covered by huge horror.
Just because the eighth rank of the human race also slammed a punch at him, seemingly weak, it was this punch that easily shattered his attack, and he clearly saw his fist disintegrated under the opponent's bombardment. Then, Pei Ran Mo Yu's power struck, his arms burst into powder, and the violent fists swept up all the way, hitting his head fiercely.
As if a watermelon burst open, the burly domain master suddenly became a headless corpse.
The Eighth-Rank Human Race suddenly turned his head, a pair of radiant eyes, which happened to be in line with the female domain master who had attacked and killed from behind.
Almost facing each other, the female domain master trembled. At this moment, she felt that she was not facing an eighth-rank human race, but an ancient fierce beast that was released after being imprisoned for countless years. And the terrifying murderous intent made her whole body cold, a heart sinking, and the power of the ink instantly condensed on the fingertips, and the slender nails turned into black, pierced out with full force.
The wrist suddenly tightened, and the enemy was gripped tightly.
A whisper that made her heart palpitating came in her ear: "The second one!"
There was a sudden pain in the abdomen, and then the violent power erupted like a volcano in her body. She only felt that she had been punched through her whole body, her spine was completely broken, and the violent power turned into a aftermath, impacting. Her formidable body, with only one breath, turned her into a rain of blood, with no bones left.
It wasn't until the death of the two domain masters that the power of Mo, which was spurred fiercely by the third, shrouded the void. This was originally a powerful secret technique to create a combat environment for his companions, but at this moment it became his life-saving straw.
The two domain masters, who were not inferior to their own, were killed by an inexplicable guy with two punches. How could he dare to stay in place.
With horror, he drew back and hurriedly retreated, but the surrounding space suddenly became distorted, which immediately gave him the illusion that the space was stretched infinitely. No matter how he retreated, he could not leave the place.
In the power of the tumbling ink, a figure rushed out, tore through the fog, wrapped in a violent trend, and came to the front in the blink of an eye. He put out a hand at random and grabbed the head of the domain master with a relaxed expression. As if pinching a bug, frowned and said: "You are too weak, right?"
weak? When the only remaining domain owner heard this evaluation, it was difficult to understand.
Are they weak
Since they are the domain masters, they are naturally not weak. The three of them work together. Although they are not invincible in this Qingyang domain, they are also difficult to find opponents. They have also killed some strong human races over the years, thinking that they are alone. No matter how powerful they are, it is impossible to treat them like anything. He didn't realize until this moment that some people's strengths cannot be guessed by common sense.
It's not that they are weak, but the enemy is too strong.
But is there such a powerful 8-Rank Human Race in this world? Perhaps it was the blessing before his death, the domain master suddenly remembered a name that had disappeared for nearly two thousand years.
"You are… "
"Okay, okay, shut up!" Yang Kai didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he squeezed his head with force in his hands, and the blood was raining, but his body was spotless.
Refreshing!
One thousand seven hundred years of practice in retreat was not in vain. Today's self is much stronger than before.
But being able to kill the three domain masters so easily is also because these three were not innate domain masters, but were promoted the day after.
As early as when he was on the battlefield of Mo, he knew that under normal circumstances, the strength of the domain master was worse than that of the eighth rank, mostly because the accumulation of the eighth rank of the human race was more vigorous.
He has killed a lot of innate domain masters, not to mention these acquired domain masters who have not been promoted for a long time.
With his current strength, it is really a punch for a kid, just like when he was at the peak of the seventh rank, no lord of the Mo clan could block him.
If you really meet those powerful innate domain masters, it should not be so easy, but if you want to come to his reputation, those innate domain masters don't dare to make trouble easily, and only these acquired and promoted domain masters, as early as the time. The horror of being ruled by him has been forgotten in his polishing.
Although the Qingyang Region was vast and boundless, the aura of the three domain masters was suddenly annihilated, which also attracted the attention of many powerful people.
A lot of divine thoughts came from all directions, including the domain lord of the Mo tribe, and the seventh and eighth grades of the human tribe. Over the years, the two powers have been clashing in this battlefield. Although they have lost each other, there has never been a fight so quickly that the winner is determined, and three domain masters have fallen all at once.
Feeling the exploration of those breaths, Yang Kai did not reject him, secretly sighed, these years of retreat, the two clans really have a lot more power.
That's it for the Mo clan. With the help of Mochao cultivation, the strength has grown fast. As long as the resources are enough and Mochao is enough, it is not surprising that more lords will be born.
However, it is somewhat unexpected that the Human Race can produce many seventh and eighth ranks in such a short period of time. Logically speaking, in less than two thousand years of accumulation, it is difficult for the Human Race to have too many eighth ranks, especially some rising stars. The accumulation of is definitely not enough.
But in fact, the promotion speed of the rising stars of the Human Race is not slower than that of the old Open Heaven Realm. Some talented individuals are even promoted earlier than the old Seventh-Rank.
This may also be God's favor.
Just as God will arrange him as a chess piece to fight against the invasion of the Mo tribe, all human soldiers who fight against the Mo tribe are compliant with the divine will and are favored by heaven.
Such a person can be called the proud son of heaven, often with constant opportunities and natural luck.
However, there are not too many such people in normal times.
But now the Mo clan has eroded three thousand worlds, and the Human clan is trapped in more than a dozen large areas. It is the time when the overall strength is urgently needed. The efforts of the Ninth-Rank ancestors and Yang Kai’s efforts have created a relatively safe growth space for them. The providence in the underworld shortened their growth time.
Providence is unpredictable, but in fact, Providence is everywhere.
In a daze, Yang Kai seemed to have thought of something, and the expression in his eyes changed.
But soon, he was interrupted by flustered divine thoughts.
Most of the landlords promoted the day after tomorrow don’t know Yang Kai’s reputation, but who is not clear to the innate landlords? In order to guard against Yang Kai back then, almost all Innate Domain Lords had received his image and remembered his appearance.
One thousand seven hundred years have passed, and the strong of the Mo clan gradually got rid of the shadow that Yang Kai brought to them, and according to the information transmitted by the Mo disciples, this guy should have practiced in retreat in the star realm.
No one thought that he would suddenly appear in the Qingyang Domain, announcing his return by killing the three domain masters!