Martial Peak

The ink clouds dissipated, revealing Diu's figure, the sun and moon divine seal slapped him in the face, silently invading his body.

Diwu was instantly devastated by lightning, and his body shook violently.

The subtle power of space and time erupted, as if it had turned into an invisible mill, grinding him, and the aura of the Pseudo-King Lord weakened at an extremely fast rate.

Diwu clearly felt the rapid loss of vitality, and the strange power in their own body is like a myriad of sharp swords, cutting his internal organs.

What is this magic power!

Di Wu's heart was horrified.

The new Sun and Moon divine Seal although not as brilliant as the previous Sun and Moon divine Wheel, but the killing power is much better, after all, this is the result of Yang Kai's enlightenment in the way of time and space in a balance, it is impossible to no refinement.

The power of this new Avatar did not disappoint him, and the continuous weakening of Diu's breath is the best proof.

The original ancestral land on Di Wu will have a touch of suppression, under the purification of the light envelope, Di Wu a power and serious loss of power, nearly even their own foundation was shaken, he is not a real king after all, but only with the help of the fusion of the law to create a pseudo-king Lord.

Last time in the non-return pass, the Mo clan king lord was eroded by the purification light, although injured, but did not hurt the foundation, Di Wu is different, once his pseudo king lord's foundation shaken, it is very likely to fall back to the original innate domain lord realm.

This is unacceptable to him and absolutely unforgivable on the side of the king lord.

To create him as a pseudo king lord, the Mo clan has paid too big a price.

That's why he fled, but unfortunately the road ahead was blocked by Yang Kai, and now he has been hit by a sun and moon divine seal, the faltering Pseudo-King Lord's foundation is finally on the verge of collapse.

The thick and sticky ink power, from his body will gush out, that is not his initiative to promote, but can not control their own power signs.

Di Wu's expression also became extremely difficult, although in full suppression of their own body power, but the power of the Sun and Moon divine Seal is still blooming, which can be easily suppressed.

This state of his eyes into Yang Kai, although Yang Kai feel strange, but also do not bother to think too much.

The Cang Long spear was offered, Yang Kai coldly looked at Di Wu below: "Lord King, your time of death has come!"

The original words were returned!

Who would have thought that in just a few days' time, the situation between each other had been completely reversed.

The moment the words fell, Yang Kai had already stabbed at Di Wu with a gun, when the gun aura blossomed, many Dao realms of the Dao were intertwined, making each gun seem unpredictable.

Di Wu roared back, and the two figures instantly battled together.

Even with the ancestral land suppression, purification light weakening, the Sun and Moon divine seal of intrusion, Di Wu still have the power to fight, but his power is constantly flowing, as time goes by, the strength will only get worse, once the foundation of the pseudo-king Lord collapsed, it will be knocked down to its original form.

Although Yang Kai does not know what the king's name is, but the crazy flow of ink power is in the eyes, only to feel that this newly promoted king, the foundation does not seem to be very stable, otherwise how would this happen.

Initially facing this king master, Yang Kai has no intention to fight with him, because he knows he can not be the king master's opponent, forcing for the enemy, just asking for trouble.

However, an accident made the battle step by step to this situation, and then look at Di Wu, is no longer the unbeatable king master, but an enemy that can be killed!

The two of them fought for a moment, there is a powerful breath from all directions swept.

It was the innate domain lords who presided over the Four Gates and Eight Palaces Sumerian Formation, who saw the situation and killed them.

If Diwu died here, they would not be able to explain to the king master, so they could not stand by and watch Diwu being killed.

What's more, they have twelve king masters, if they join forces with Diwu, there is no need to fear Yang Kai.

There is only one pile of difficulty.

The four doors and eight palaces of the Sumeru formation is not hosted, there is no way to seal the sky and lock the earth, if Yang Kai sees the situation is not good to escape, no one can stop him.

It can be said that the moment they gave up hosting the formation, the plan to besiege Yang Kai, basically has been declared a failure.

But at this moment, they can't care too much, if Diwu is dead, even if they maintain the formation is also meaningless, Yang Kai can casually break the formation from the inside, the formation blockade is too large, but not solid.

The aura of the many domain lords attacking was so obvious that Di Wu and Yang Kai, who were fighting, naturally perceived it clearly. Di Wu's panicked face calmed down a little, probably feeling that he was saved, while a feeling of shame surged up in his heart.

He was a pseudo-king lord, led so many innate domain lords to kill Yang Kai, but not only did not succeed, but also lost troops, seriously injured himself, the foundation shaken, eight domain lords died in battle.

Finally had to rely on the domain lords to rescue to save their lives, this trip back to not return to the pass, do not know how to explain to the king lord.

He also does not need to explain anything ......

Di Wu just calm face soon changed, only because behind Yang Kai a small Qiankun portal suddenly opened, followed by, from the portal out of a huge figure of a hundred feet high.

It was a small stone tribe powerhouse!

In the blink of an eye, there are two or three hundred hundred hundred feet tall little stone race strongman appeared, each aura is sky-high, just look at the breath, they are not inferior to the human eighth grade.

Of course, because they do not have much spiritual intelligence, act all by instinct, not to mention the human strongman so many secret arts and treasures of the name, so the combat power is far inferior to the human eighth grade.

Not to mention, generally more powerful than the human eighth grade innate domain lords.

However ......

They were many in number.

Two or three hundred Little Stone Clan strongmen, what a huge formation.

All the strong people of the Mo clan were astonished, in their perception, the small stone race, this strange race, after two or three thousand years of battle, basically has been lost, even if there are, but also scattered in small numbers.

Previously Yang Kai offered three million small stone race army, already enough to make the Mo tribe side surprised.

Di Wu at that time also deliberately secretly observed, those small stone tribe army among the 100 feet tall small stone tribe strong, the results did not find.

But now think about it, Yang Kai can sacrifice so many small stone race army, and how can there is no hidden small stone race strong man? It just hasn't been revealed in front of people.

So many small stone tribe strong, facing this siege of the ink tribe, Yang Kai is simply invincible, but he has been hiding, constantly using their own misery to give the ink tribe side hope, and a little throw their own cards, weakening the ink tribe's power.

Until this moment, finally the bottom card all out, fangs exposed.

Eight domain lords have died in battle, a million Mo army basically wiped out, Di Wu, the pseudo-king lord seriously wounded in the body, four doors and eight palaces Sumeru formation was actively abandoned!

This is the full cost of the Mo clan so far, what did Yang Kai pay? What did Yang Kai pay? He was seriously injured? Those three million were sacrificed small stone tribe army?

Di Wu heart grief and anger beyond words, what a treacherous human race ah!

The unstable state of mind made his pseudo king lord foundation shake more and more seriously, plus Yang Kai's continuous attacks, he could not hold on for long.

The two or three Little Stone Race powerhouses, after appearing, scattered in all directions, wailing and screaming, and met the twelve innate domain lords.

The domain lords' figures were all at once, and instantly lost their way in and out.

If they continue to rescue Diwu, they are bound to fall into the siege of these small stone race strong, each of them has to face an average of twenty small stone race strong, even if these small stone race does not have much spiritual intelligence, but the strength is here, and is not able to just solve, once surrounded by small stone race strong, even they themselves are in danger.

But this retreat, it is not justified.

For a time, the domain lords did not know what to do.

"Go!" Diwu gritted his teeth and roared, "Report back to the Lord, Diwu failed his trust and cultivation, a million deaths can not be blamed!"

Hearing Diwu's words, the domain masters all turned their heads and ran away. If they had taken the initiative to escape, they would not have been able to explain themselves on the king's side, but now that it was Diwu's request, they would have something to say, so they ran without hesitation.

A group of small stone tribe strong people chased after them.

In the battlefield, after shouting those words, Diwu seems to have made up his mind about something.

Originally, although he was in a worrying situation, but at least there is still a hope of escape, but the appearance of those two or three hundred small stone tribe strongman, but the last glimmer of hope extinguished.

Since he was not destined to survive, he was relieved.

The ink power that was still suppressing the riot in his body suddenly let go of all restraints and roared, "Yang Kai, even if you can beat me, so what, the heavens are the heavens of ink after all!"

In an instant, the ink color was so great that the dense and violent ink power turned into a huge tornado, with Di Wu as the center, surging madly.

Yang Kai's pressure increased steeply.

He has fought with countless Mo clan powerhouses, killed domain lords, fought king lords, but never in which Mo clan powerhouse, seen such a violent and dense ink power.

This is not normal power, Yang Kai can see at a glance, Di Wu to be their own power backfire.

The most prudent thing to do at this moment is naturally to withdraw from the battle circle, Diwu such a state can not be maintained for too long, but Diwu obviously also saw his intention, has decided to die in return for service, and will not easily let Yang Kai escape.

He will certainly die here today, but also to drag Yang Kai to bury with him.

"Why so much nonsense, today either you die or I die!" Yang Kai also sternly shouted, the power of the small qiankun frantically urged, into the lance, the power of space-time lingering, at the same time, the ancestral land is a buzz, the few remaining ancestral spiritual power from all sides will come, into a dazzling protection enveloped in him.

This is the old mother of the ancestral land, the last shelter for Yang Kai's beloved son.

The next moment, Yang Kai boldly rushed towards Diwu to kill.

A light and a dark, two rays of light ruthlessly collided in one place, the sky shook, the void shook, the corona of two colors of light fell millions of miles of land.

This moment, as if eternal.