Martial Peak

There is no one way to live between the two results, and the final destiny out of that is only death.

Yang Kai frowned slightly. On the unknown battlefield, he could still understand the hand of the Mo clan, but he died of the hand of the same clan ...

But when he saw the situation on the battlefield, he reacted.

In that place, it should be a very common thing to be Mohua. In the face of Mo Tu, the same fellows in the past will not be merciless.

But Yang Kai still did not understand: "No one can survive?"

"On that battlefield, it ’s just a matter of time before and after death. It ’s not just a sentence to say that you do n’t go back to the customs, and you do n’t look back forever. It ’s been hundreds of thousands of years since you did n’t return to the customs. People who have come out of this pass have never had a precedent to return, so it is necessary to cultivate a large number of talents in order to keep investing in that battlefield. "

Yang Kai silently asked in a low voice: "Xin Ling Yang's Xu Linggong went to that battlefield?"

Na Bapin shook his head and said, "The old man has been closed for many years, and he doesn't know anything about Xu Linggong. But hundreds of years ago, there were indeed a group of disciples who crossed the border and did not return."

A doubt in my heart finally got an answer.

Yang Kai didn't see Xu Linggong in the yin and yang days, which made him very strange. After all, Qu Huashang was imprisoned for a hundred years after being confined, and Xu Linggong suddenly disappeared without reason.

The answer given by Yin and Yang days was that Xu Linggong performed the tasks of the teacher, but now it seems that as early as when he was separated from each other, he left these three thousand worlds with the people of Yin and Yang days.

Qingkui and Su Yingxue should also be there.

"Although for some reason, no one has never returned outside the customs, but occasionally when there is no opening to open the channel, there can still be some news over there. The intelligence about the Mo people in Dongtianfudi is all passed back from there. "

"The royal family of Mo itself is comparable to Jiu Pin Kai Tian, ​​if only that is the case, she has been imprisoned for so many years, and her power has plummeted. With the current background of the heavens and earth, it is not difficult to clean up her, just need to pay some The price is nothing. There is only one thing that makes people most fearful. The royal family has a secret technique that even my eighth grade can't resist. Once the trick is taken, it will instantly become a Motu and be loyal to her. "

This information was never returned from outside the customs, and was exchanged for blood and life for countless years.

This is the situation that Yang Kai has seen today.

The royal family of Na Mo exhibited the secret technique of the royal family. In an instant, the five eight-ranked gods turned into Mo disciples, and all the rest of the people were stunned. No one knows whether there are other than the five exposed Mo disciples. Other Mohists hide it.

However, everyone had expected this situation, so when Luo Shengtian's Bapin was too bad for Yang Kai, someone came to rescue him immediately.

The situation in front of them is also the result they must bear in this war.

"She is poor!" Bapintai, who was standing next to Yang Kai, exhaled softly, as if she had put down a big stone in her heart, and finally she was able to see Yunming and see the moon.

In the information they obtained, the royal family would never use the mystery until they had no choice but to use it. Although the mystery was magical, it also had a huge consumption of the royal family. .

Now that she has cast it out, it shows that she has been forced to a desperate situation.

Yang Kai raised his eyes and saw that there was an extremely weak breath in the body of the royal clan of Mo in the void, which had been filled with the magnificent will of the void, and it was also vague at the moment.

Yang Kai apologized.

Many celestial princes of the heaven and earth had anticipated this situation before participating in the war. Each of them was already mentally prepared for inking. Only by forcing the royal family to exhibit that secret technique can they truly win. hope.

No one knows whether it will be Mo himself or not. Everyone in this trip has the mentality to be considerate.

The mysterious magical power bloomed, the might of the world and the subversiveness of the universe, the kung fu in Yang Kai talking with the eight-ranking Taishang, the five people who had been inked by Mo have been surrounded by regiments, and the intimate comrades became swords The enemy is fierce and merciless.

There is no way to show mercy. Unlike the seven-pink Kaitian who had been inked, the eight-pinchers can still capture them in uniform and send them to Yang Kai in order to urge him to purify the source of purification.

The eight grades of the Supreme Masters are all cultivated to a high level, and there is no way to be caught alive. The only way to solve them is to kill them!

They have already made this psychological preparation.

The five held a group, dashed left and right, and their magical powers were displayed separately. They were incapable of fighting with the rest.

When the blood splattered, someone was finally injured, and one of the five elders was cut off with one arm, staggering, and not waiting for him to stabilize his body, and there were two mighty mysteries on his body. .

The old man didn't know which one he was born in, and he was a real man. Even if he was hit hard by this, he didn't fall. He just described it as embarrassed and covered with blood.

He seemed to feel no pain, his face was blank, his figure flickered, and the extremely dangerous breath suddenly filled.

That's the act of detonating Xiao Qiankun.

Everyone saw them around and hurried away.

The simple self-explosive little Qiankun may not have a deterrent effect on many eight ranks, but Mo Tu's self-detonation cannot be taken lightly. Once he explodes, the power of Mo in the small Qiankun will have a great threat.

The void violently shook at this moment, and when Xiao Qiankun collapsed, the Lingzhou Pavilion, which was flooded with ink-like power, unfolded, chasing the fleeing crowd like a tsunami, trying to wrap them in it.

After all, everyone saw the opportunity quickly, and no one was contaminated by Mo Zhili.

But when he turned to look around, the other four Bapin who had been inked all came to the side of the King of Mo.

Fang Cai's fierce battle made them hurt, but their looks were firm and their eyes were fixed, as if the most devout believers, guarding their own gods, even if the sky was torn apart, outsiders would never be allowed to harm the royal family.

Many of the Eighth Graders who maintain clarity are mournful. Although they have been psychologically prepared for a long time, when they are forced to do the same thing, the state of mind of Gu Guwu will also be affected.

The weakness of the royal clan of Mo is clearly visible. She seems to have no strength to straighten her body. The huge spider-like body crawls on the spot and does not move. The eyes stare at each person with resentment.

Brush brush ...

One figure after another came from the periphery. There were eight grades and seven grades. Hundreds of people turned into a huge encircling circle, enclosing the place where the Mo tribe is located.

This time, she could not escape.

Yang Kai turned to look around and saw Lan Youruo in the crowd.

Her face was slightly pale, and there were bloodstains on her chest that stained her shirt, but it didn't look too bad, which made him relieved.

In front of the desperate situation, the royal family of Mo smiled softly, and the voice was still pleasant to hear: "Do you think you have won?"

No one answered her. Hundreds of eyes stared at him indifferently, and each pair had a flame of hatred burning.

Although it didn't take much time to encircle and suppress her, every cave was blessed with tremendous losses. In this battle, even the eighth grade Taiyuan had fallen. This was something that had not been encountered in countless years.

But relative to paying, it is still worthwhile to destroy a king of Mo here.

After all, this is equivalent to the existence of Jipin Kaitian. Unless it was imprisoned for countless years, its strength fell sharply. Even if the number of people is large, I am afraid there is no way to treat her.

"If you want to kill me, hurry up!" The Mo clan suddenly roared, "Look at me after you die, can you laugh?"

Having said that, she obviously didn't plan to sit still.

A Mo Tu who was guarding her suddenly wobbled and stood in front of her, raising an arm.

The Mo tribe opened his mouth to bite, and the cherry mouth turned into a gigantic kiss, biting off the arm of the Eighth Pintai, and the mouth was bloody. She chewed a few times at random, and her stomach fell into her belly.

The weak breath recovered quickly.

She opened her mouth again, but this time it bit off the half of Chin's chest.

"Uncle Shi!" Among the crowd, there were seven ranks open and their eyes were red, and the eight ranks that were eaten by the Mo clan were the elders of his sect.

"Kill!" An angry cry came from the crowd, and I don't know who ordered it too much.

The royal clan's secret technique consumes a lot, and now at such a price, it is difficult to force her to use it, and she must never be given a chance to recover.

The Mo nationality was very fast, and three or two of them ate the entire Bapin, and the weak breath was greatly restored, but that was only the case.

Mysterious magical powers turned into overwhelming streamers, flooded towards the place where the Mo tribe is located, and instantly flooded that area.

Only the remaining three eight-ranking Mo Tuo urged their magical powers to protect the Mo tribe, but they persisted for less than three breaths, and the three magical powers shattered and their bodies were simultaneously hurt.

A wave of attacks is unsettled, and waves of waves are rising, endless.

After a while, the breath of the collapse of Xiao Qiankun came out, and there were three in succession.

The three eight-ranking Mo Tuo fell, and faced with such an overwhelming attack, they had no intention of escaping, only death was waiting for them.

Everyone's actions became more and more fierce, and they seemed to want to pour out all their anger.

The Mo clan's screams screamed loudly. Although she had eaten a flesh and blood of Eight Grades to restore some strength, it was far from enough for her to urge the royal clan technique again.

Waiting for her ending, only death.

The dazzling light gradually stopped, the aftermath of the energy riot spread, and everyone looked around, and saw that the Mo nationality was covered with wounds, and the pretty face was now messy, and even the long feet were broken.

She was still not dead, her huge body crawling on the spot, her turbid eyes still resentful.