Martial Peak

Yuan Du died, not because he was killed, but because he died.

Just like in the Lingxiao domain at that time, Shi faced the approach of the mortal situation. Faced with an irresistible force, he did not resist anything, but collapsed himself to Xiao Qiankun.

Such a situation was unthinkable to everyone. Dozens of top grades had no chance of even opening hands. When they saw that a strong man equal to their status and identity cut themselves off, they were all greatly touched.

Yang Kai frowned slightly, staring at the place where Yuan Tuk was dead, and his heart was not calm.

After these Mohists were inked, they seemed to take their lives away seriously, which made him more aware of Mo's horror.

This is a force enough to control the body and mind, even Qipinkaitian can not resist.

While seeing the brothers who have been with them for thousands of years falling in front of him, Li Yuanwang's expression is also extremely complicated, standing there for a long time without speaking.

Gao Ting stood beside him, looked up at the horizon, and yelled softly, "Teacher!"

Li Yuanwang returned to his mind, and when he waved his hand, he removed the banned formation. Then a figure came from outside the sky. It was Dong Peng who fell in front of Li Yuanwang and arched his fists: "Master, everything has been dealt with properly. Live alive. "

Li Yuanwang nodded slightly.

When he invited Yuan Du to come here, he naturally arranged another person to deal with the things of Gu Ling'er and several other Mo Tuo. Even Jiang Yan, who had left Langya early, had Langya Qipin trailing all the way. As long as he is close to Ling Xiaoyu, he will deal with it.

"Can there be casualties?" Li Yuanwang asked.

Dong Peng shook his head and said: "I met some resistance and there were no casualties."

Li Yuanwang nodded.

When Yang Kai heard this sentence, he felt a little relieved in his heart. It was normal to have resistance. If all these Mohists had the courage to die like Shi Zheng and Yuan Du, it would be too scary.

No one can take their lives seriously.

However, although there are not many people who died here, but one of the seventh grade and the sixth and sixth grades are all in important positions or have high popularity in the sect, disappearing one or two is nothing, all disappeared at once, It is very likely to cause suspicion among the disciples.

Naturally, Langya has a long-term aftermath. Just after the last trial, many of the six grades of tossed by Yang Kai claimed to be closed, and the disappearance of Gu Linger and others can be explained by the closed.

The same is true for Yuan Du.

Over time, the storm will naturally pass.

"Thank you for your help in this matter, Langya is very grateful." Li Yuanwang packed his mood and thanked many top grades.

Although they did n’t make a move in the end, Yuan Du chose to die, but if they were n’t watching around, Yuan Du would n’t have to resist at all, maybe he would fight Li Yuanwang under the motive of Mo Zhi. field.

Yu Xiangdie slightly nodded: "Since ancient caves, there is one family in Heaven and Earth. Brother Li is serious."

Langya's matter was settled, but these people are hiding here, but they don't know much about the situation in their sect.

Before they rushed to Langya, they had sent messages back to their homes in Dongtianfudi, telling Mo Zhili to reproduce the news in the world. Unsurprisingly, the most recent Dongtianfudi should have checked themselves.

Although according to Langya's current situation, it is unlikely that there will be other Motu in other worlds, but there are always things in case.

There is a Yuan Du in Langya, and the other caves may not be there.

Li Yuanwang said: "Now Yuan Du is dead and the source is broken. The hidden Mo people are not easy to track down. What thoughts do you have?"

Yuan Du was nothing more than a Moist. Although he had seven ranks of cultivation and became one of Langya's deputies, it is not worth mentioning compared with the real Mo tribe.

Nowadays, Yuan Du has already fallen, so tracing the real Mo people has become the highest priority of the big caves. If this Mo is not found, all the caves will have trouble sleeping and eating.

Everyone said nothing. In the previous discussion, everyone thought that the most convenient place for the Mo tribe to hide was the broken sky. After all, it was extremely dangerous and chaotic. It was easier to hide whereabouts than the other three thousand worlds.

But it is not an easy task to find a trace of the Mo clan in the broken sky.

Yang Kai stood up and said: "If your seniors allow it, I would like to go to Yuan Qian's little Qiankun to find out, maybe I can find something in it."

Yu Changdao said, "The altar!"

The reason why Yuan Du was able to get in touch with the hidden Mo clan and was given the Mo insect was precisely through the power of the altar and sacrifice.

Yuan Du is now dead, but the altar connected with the Mo people may not be destroyed. With the help of the altar, it may be possible to find something.

Everyone didn't think about this. It wasn't that they were not quick enough in their thinking, but because Mo Zhi was too evil and strange, and he subconsciously thought that the little Qiankun left by Yuan Tuk was useless.

However, Tian Kaiquan, who is one of the four pillars of Qiankun, had more experience with Shi Zhengxiao Qiankun before, and the angle of view of the problem will naturally be different.

"Are you sure?" Yu Xiangdie asked with concern.

Yang Kai shook his head: "Just give it a try."

How could he be sure that although he had witnessed Yuandu's sacrifices, he could not figure out how Yuandu was connected with the Mo tribe, and he was not sure if it was really connected, Na Mo Will the tribe discover that it is not the identity of Mo Tu.

But now this situation can only be used as a living horse doctor for dead horses, and it's ok if you don't find it. If you find it, it will be an unexpected joy. If you can use this to determine the hiding place of the Mo people, it is naturally best.

Li Yuanwang did not immediately give an answer, but the thoughts surged, and he communicated with many top grades for a long time.

Only then turned to look at Yang Kai said: "Be careful!"

This is agreed.

Yang Kai nodded, stepped out, and walked towards the place where Yuandu fell.

Yuan Du is a Qipin Kaitian, and the small Qiankun in his body has been virtualized, and his self-falling situation is exactly the same as that of the stone. When the small Qiankun collapsed and collapsed, only one gateway to the outside was left. Little Qiankun devoured.

At this moment, there was an extremely uncomfortable breath in the portal, which was the breath of Mo Zhi.

There was an experience before, and Yang Kai is now quite familiar, and his body swayed into the small universe of Yuandu.

Just like the scenes seen a few days ago, Yuan Du's little Qiankun was in ink, and the power of thick ink was tumbling and surging, as if the ink was spilled on the ground.

However, because Yuan Du collapsed and collapsed himself, so at this moment, the place he left behind was confusing and disorderly, there was no order at all, the landform was also turned upside down, and the whole world was transformed into big and small fragments Lingzhou.

Yang Kai can only secretly pray that the altar is still intact, otherwise he really can't get another altar out.

Walking in the small universe of Yuandu, Yang Kai tried to use his surroundings to compare his memories and find a familiar feeling.

After a few hours, Yang Kai found the nine-story pagoda-shaped altar on a Lingzhou that was only a few tens of feet away.

Casting off the altar intact, and brought it to a larger Lingzhou, Yang Kai silently recalled the various practices of Yuandu before, reached out and took a sharp sword from the space ring, and slammed it on his arm. A stroke.

He dissipated the protective power, so under this sword, the golden dragon blood spewed out and spilled onto the altar.

Yang Kai allowed his own blood to drip continuously, and there was some anxiety between his eyebrows.

At the time, Yuan Du sacrificed his own blood and kept mumbling, not knowing what to say.

Yang Kai can imitate such a sacrifice with his own blood, but the ghost knew what Yuan Du was muttering at the time?Maybe it was a mantra, or maybe it was a ritual. Yang Kai could not be sure whether his muttering had any effect on the sacrifice.

Now all he can do is do his best and obey the destiny.

The golden blood dripped continuously to the altar, and Yang Kai waited quietly, suppressing his mood.

At that time, Yuandu sacrificed for a long time. It seemed that it was a long time before the Mo people responded, so Yang Kai was not in a hurry.

But he didn't expect that after three full days, the dragon blood he had spilled was enough to fill a pond, and the altar remained silent.

This made him somewhat discouraged, and felt that his method of sacrifice was wrong.

If the method is not correct, no matter how much blood he drips and how long he waits, he will not get in touch with the hidden Mo clan.

He decided to wait another day, and if there was no effect, he immediately retreated.

To his surprise, after half a day, the altar responded. From that altar, the pure power of ink poured out of thin air, like a poisonous snake sliding out of the darkness, and soon wrapped Yang Kai.

The power of the ink flowing from the altar is obviously different from that of Yuan Du itself, although it is not rich, it is more pure.

Yang Kai couldn't help but be shocked!

It was just a whimsy, but it really worked.

In addition to being excited, he was also extremely alert.

When watching the sacrifice of Yuandu before, he remembered that an extremely magnificent will came suddenly. The horror of the will, showing the strength of his master, was not something he could resist.

The pure ink power surged beside Yang Kai, as if to flow into his body.

Yang Kailue pondered for a long time, and did not resist, so the power of the ink quickly infiltrated into his body and rushed towards the small Qiankun.

At the next moment, the great will I felt before suddenly came!And Yang Kai couldn't help but have a very strange feeling.

The cold, the dark, the silence, and the irresistible force of bondage came from all directions, as if the shackles generally enveloped him in layers, making him unable to move.

This feeling caused Yang Kai to produce a panic.

But soon, he realized that this feeling was not his own feeling, but when the great will came, when the power of ink poured into his body, he and the will gave birth to some extent. This kind of resonance seems to be able to spy on each other's inner feelings.