Martial Peak

In the Qingyang Domain, after nearly two thousand years of changes, the situation of the entire Domain has already changed.

In the original Qingyang Domain, the armies of the human and Mo tribes fought each other continuously, and wars of all sizes never stopped.

This place has become a battlefield for the powerful of the two tribes, and the general human and Mo soldiers have long since withdrawn from this large domain.

The Mo tribe has at least a lord-level strongman who dares to be active in this large domain, and the human tribe also has many Seventh Heaven openings who come here looking for excitement to break through their own shackles.

Almost every moment, in this one large domain of the various corners, there are two strong people of the movement of the fight, the movement is incomparably large, often can be transmitted and far away, and this kind of confrontation does not last too long, often in one side to make gains will immediately stop, so as not to attract the other side's reinforcements.

The quiet emptiness is like a slumbering beast that wakes up at some point and devours the strong men of the two tribes that are active here.

A figure walked carelessly in the void, alone but calm and relaxed, as if such a dangerous battlefield were his own backyard.

His mind carefully scanned every inch of the void, as if he was looking for something, but he never got anything, leaving him with a helpless expression.

At some point, three huge clouds of ink floated by in a triangular shape, seemingly coincidentally surrounding him in the middle.

The man, however, was unaware of them, and was still looking around for them.

When he arrived at the center of the three clouds, three figures suddenly appeared out of the three clouds, each with a powerful air, all at the level of the Mo Clan's Domain Lord.

A Mo Clan domain master with a single horn on his head, directly in front of him, had a ruthless face, and his ink power surged, slapping down with a fierce palm toward the human race, and shouting, "Die!

A slender female dominion master from the rear shifted her figure and approached the human with great speed, one hand probing out and thrusting precisely into the back of the enemy's undershirt, fingertips, nails as sharp as blades.

On the other side, the third domain master also followed, his figure was not as big as the first domain master, and his speed was not as fast as the female domain master, but with a shake of both arms, a monstrous ink power rolled over, covering a huge piece of empty space.

The combined strike of the three domain masters turned into a vortex of death that enveloped the figure.

Such a destructive momentum, no eight products could resist.

The incoming domain lord directly in front of him had a sardonic smile on his face, as if he could foresee the fear on his opponent's face.

It was the first time I had ever seen a person who was so afraid of the world that I had to pay the price of my ignorance.

However, what he saw at first glance startled the domain master.

The first time I saw him, he was so excited that he said, "I can't blame you for asking for it.

The look on his face, as if something great had happened.

Something wasn't quite right about the situation. ......

The three domain masters attacked each other, so they didn't care whether they were right or wrong.

In an instant, the three domain masters ran in front of the Human Race Eight Pieces, and the burly domain master struck out with a fist, violent ink power surging.

In the next instant, his expression stiffened on his face, suspicion covered by tremendous fear.

He clearly saw his own fist disintegrate under the opponent's bombardment, and his arm exploded into pieces, and the violent fist swept all the way up, hitting him hard on the head.

It was as if a watermelon had burst open, and the strapping domain lord became a headless corpse in a flash.

The human race eight products and then suddenly turned back, a pair of radiant eyes, just with the female domain lord attacked from behind to kill.

The female domain lord trembled all over. At this moment, she felt as if she was not facing a human eight goods, but an ancient ferocious beast that had been imprisoned for countless years before it was released, the astonishing and terrifying killing intent made her body cold, and her heart sank straight down.

A sudden tightening of the wrist, has been tightly clutched by the enemy.

A whisper in her ear that made her heart palpitate: "The second!"

The pain came from her abdomen, and then the violent power, as if a volcano, erupted in her body, and she felt that her whole body had been punched through, her spine completely broken, the violent power turned into an aftershock, impacting her strong flesh, and in just one breath, it turned her into a rain of blood, with no bones left.

It was not until two of the domain masters were dead that the third one's fierce power of ink enveloped the void, a powerful secret technique that had originally created a battle environment for his companions, but now became his lifeline.

Two domain masters, whose strength was no less than his own, were actually killed by an inexplicable guy's two punches, how could he dare to stay where he was.

He drew back in fear, but the surrounding space suddenly became distorted, giving him the illusion that the space was infinitely stretched, and no matter how hard he retreated, he could not leave the original place.

A figure rushed out from the tumbling ink, tearing through the fog, wrapped in a violent momentum, and arrived in the blink of an eye, casually poking out a hand and cupping the domain lord's head.

Weak? The only remaining domain lord who heard this comment had a hard time understanding it.

Are they weak?

The first thing I noticed was the fact that there are some people who are too strong for common sense to guess.

It wasn't that they were weak, but the enemy was too strong.

But is there such a strong human eight in this world? Perhaps it was the blessing of a dying heart, but this domain master's mind suddenly recalled a name that had disappeared for nearly two thousand years.

"You are ......."

"Okay, okay you shut up!" Yang Kai didn't wait for him to finish his sentence, but with a single thrust of his hand, he squeezed his head off, and blood flew in the rain, but his body was untouched by dust.

It was refreshing!

The 1,700 years of closed-door training had indeed not been in vain, and today's self was much stronger than before the closed-door training.

However, he was able to kill three domain masters so easily because they were not innate domain masters, but were promoted later in life.

As early as in the battlefield of Mozi, he knew that under normal circumstances, the strength of domain masters was inferior to that of the eighth grade, mostly due to the more majestic accumulation of the human race's eighth grade.

He had killed many innate domain masters, not to mention the Houtian domain masters who had not been promoted for long.

With his current strength, it's really a small child with one punch, just like when he was at the peak of the seventh grade, no Mo Clan lord could stop him.

If he were to encounter those powerful innate domain masters, it wouldn't be so easy, but with his fame, those innate domain masters wouldn't dare to come to trouble easily, and only these latter-day promoted domain masters had forgotten the terror of his rule in the polishing of time.

The Qing Yang Domain was immense, but the sudden annihilation of the scent of the three domain lords had also attracted the attention of many powerful people.

A trail of divine thoughts probed from all directions, including the lord domain lords of the Mo tribe, as well as the seventh and eighth grades of the human race. Over the years, the two tribes have been fighting on the battlefield, and although they have lost to each other, there has never been a battle where the winner was separated so quickly, and three domain lords have fallen at once.

In the past few years, there have been a lot of strong people from the two tribes who have closed their doors.

The Mo tribe is just that, with the help of Mo nest cultivation, the strength of the original growth is fast, as long as the resources are enough, Mo nest enough, the birth of more lords domain lords is not surprising.

But it's still surprising that the Human Race has been able to produce so many seven and eight grades in such a short period of time. According to reason, it's hard for the Human Race to produce too many eight grades in less than two thousand years of accumulation, especially for some rising stars, whose accumulation is definitely not enough.

But in fact, the promotion speed of the rising stars of the human race is no slower than that of the old open heaven realms, and some of them with outstanding talent were even promoted earlier than the old seven grades.

This may also be the favor of the Divine Will.

Just as the Divine Will arranged for him to be a pawn to fight against the invasion of the Mo Clan, all human generals who fought against the Mo Clan were obeying the Divine Will and were favored by Heaven.

Such people can be called the proud sons of heaven, and they are often blessed with unending opportunities and heavenly luck.

However, there were not too many of them in ordinary times.

But now the Mo tribe is encroaching on the Three Thousand Worlds, and the human tribe is trapped in more than a dozen large domains, so it is the time to urgently improve their overall strength.

Heaven's will is unpredictable, but in reality, it is everywhere.

In a trance, Yang Kai seemed to have thought of something, and the color of his eyes changed.

But soon, he was interrupted by a panic of thoughts.

Most of the domain masters promoted in the latter days didn't know about Yang Kai's fame, but who didn't know about the innate domain masters? Back then, in order to guard against Yang Kai, almost all the innate domain masters had obtained his image and remembered his face.

Seventeen hundred years had passed, and the strong members of the Mo Clan had gradually gotten rid of Yang Kai's shadow, and according to the information passed on by the Mo disciples, this guy should be in closed-door cultivation in the Astral Realm.

No one expected that he would suddenly appear in the Qingyang Domain and announce his return by killing the three Domain Masters.