Martial Peak

"What's the situation in the outside world now, you all have been driven back, isn't it because my human clan power is prosperous, you can hardly be opponents?"

"There are not many innate kings, most of them are promoted the day after tomorrow. It seems that those guys who walked out from here that year died a lot."

"Hey, don't waste your effort. If the old man is so easy to be broken, it is your turn to take a break. You should have a rest. Wouldn't it be good for everyone to sit down and talk?"

"The one with horns on his head over there, yes, it's you. Tell me how is the situation outside? In exchange, the old man can give you a good luck."

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Cang talked endlessly, but the king masters were silent. Mo's power surged and attacked frantically. However, even if the twenty-four king masters worked together and tried their best, it was difficult to shake Cang's identity.

The more verbose he was, the more fierce the kings attacked, as if they wanted to blow him up.

At a certain moment, deep in the darkness, a surprised voice suddenly came out: "Can you control the power of bite?"

Although Cang's movements are extremely concealed, there are still some traces to follow. Originally, he concealed it very well, but at this time he still accidentally revealed the clues.

Cang Hei smiled: "You found it."

The voice said coldly: "That's it! No wonder you, an old thing, can persist for so many years without dying, so you can actually control the power of bite."

Cang sighed and said: "There is no way, this ghost place has been turned into a place of great spirit by you. If the old man wants to survive, he can only steal a little from you from time to time."

For countless years, it was relying on the power that manipulated the bite, and occasionally swallowing some energy from the darkness, that he could survive to this day, otherwise he would have died for years.

The voice in the darkness sneered: "You are careful. I haven't found any flaws for so many years."

"It's always bad to take it without telling it. I'm not ashamed of being discovered by your host."

"You are afraid that you have forgotten how Chuan died."

"There is no way, if you want to survive, that's all you can do."

How can Cang not know how Chuan died?It was precisely because he had swallowed too much power of ink back then, and finally risked being inked, he merged himself into the restriction at the last moment.

Being as powerful as them, it is difficult to completely resist the erosion of Mo's power.

The voice in the darkness sneered: "Very well, do you want it, if you want it, I will give it to you!"

As he spoke, the calm darkness suddenly rolled, and there seemed to be violent energy surging in it, boiling, madly impacting the inexplicable restriction from within.

Cang's expression changed, and he shouted in a low voice, "Mo, don't be nonsense. If you have anything to say, please."

The voice in the darkness is silent, and the power rolls more fiercely.

But Cang's originally skinny body with only bones swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment, turning into a flesh and blood old man in the blink of an eye.

This was not over yet, Cang's body continued to swell, and soon bulged up like a blown ball.

"Enough is enough!" Cang shouted, his voice panicked: "Mo, stop, if you continue to do this, the old man will be blown up."

How could Mo stop, if he could really burst this old guy, it would be a good thing for him.

In addition to the restriction, the twenty-four kings looked overjoyed when they saw this scene, and they attacked harder and harder.

After a while, Cang's whole body bulged into a ball, and even the facial features on his cheeks were unclear, as if it might burst at any time.

He cried out hard: "No, I can't hold it!"

Speaking like this, lifted a palm to print to the front.

Facing the king masters who were bombarding him wildly, there was a sense of imminent disaster in an instant, and the great crisis enveloped them, as if they might die at any time.

In the darkness, Mo's exclamation came even more: "Get out of the way!"

Where is there still time?

When Cang's palm was printed, the vast void of this inexplicable place was slightly shaken, and the huge barrier that enveloped the darkness gave a ripple.

The five kings who were the first to bear the brunt, swept by violent power, instantly burst into blood mist, with no bones left.

More princes in the back were hit hard,

With one blow, the whole world suddenly became quiet.

Cang's body, which was swollen like a ball, was also deflated at this moment, and shrank sharply, reverting to the old man's appearance, with a comfortable expression on his face, and exhaled: "It's more comfortable now."

The kings who were still alive were all horrified, looking at Cang with a look of horror.

They are kings, the most powerful beings in the world. Under the cooperation of the twenty-four, they bombarded the madness for so long, not only failed to hurt him, but under his counterattack, they fell directly. More than a dozen of them suffered heavy losses, and the rest were incomplete.

The power of that blow just now has exceeded their understanding.

In this world, there shouldn't be such a powerful force.

In the darkness of the forbidden seal, the black ocean no longer rolls.

After a long time, Mo's voice came slowly: "You lie to me!"

Just now Cang’s virtue, he really thought that this old thing was going to burst, and spared no effort to provide him with his own strength, who knew that this guy actually used his strength to directly blast the violent power out, causing the king The masters suffered heavy casualties.

It can be said that the power of that blow is not his real strength.

The king masters didn't know, but Mo knew, Cang's palm, with the help of his power, and even the power of the entire restraint, was able to exert such a terrifying kill.

Yi Cang's own strength couldn't achieve this level.

If he really has this ability, he won't be trapped here, so he fits in.

"You lied to me!" Messically growled, like a discarded little daughter-in-law.

Cang's body trembled and got goosebumps: "Speak well, don't make such a grievance, it seems like an old man has done you something. Besides, it is not normal to lie to you. You are so stupid, who don't you lie to?"

"You lied to me back then!" Mo roared, "You lied to me here, put a ban, imprisoned me for millions of years, you all deserve to die!"

Cang Wei sighed slightly: "That's nothing else. Your power... is too domineering to imprison you here. I am afraid that these three thousand worlds are long gone. We old guys have not been with you all the time. Is it? The old man is left alone with him, and everyone else is dead."

Mo sneered again and again: "You are doing your own crimes, you can't live!"

Such a huge restriction, if those people don't guard it personally, they can't imprison Mo at all, so they can only stay here forever.

But Mo has no worries about longevity, these guardians can't do it. No matter how powerful they are, millions of years, without the supplement of energy, will gradually pass away.

"It's fine, the past is like smoke, don't mention it." Cang waved his hand, with a look of drowsiness, "The old man can't last long. After the old man dies, you will naturally be able to get out of trouble. When the time comes, the vast world, Whether it is birth or death, it has nothing to do with the old man."

After a long silence in the darkness, Mo's voice came: "I'm waiting for that day."

Cang raised his eyebrows and said, "Would you like to do it yourself? Just like before, maybe I will come a few more times, the old man will really be blown up!"

"Humph!" Mo Leng snorted, returning to silence, too lazy to care about him.

Cang looked at the nineteen kings who were still alive again, and raised his hand to indicate: "Shall we continue?"

The kings looked solemn, but none of them acted.

Knowing that this person can swallow the power of ink and turn it into their own use, how can they still attack him?Before seeing him just under his palm, the five kings died without saying a word.

If they come a few more times, they will be wiped out.

The next moment, the kings seemed to have received some instructions, Qi Qi bowed at the blocked darkness, turned and swept outwards, and soon disappeared.

Cang sighed inwardly, rejoicing in his heart.

Although compared to the previous year, Mo's intelligence has grown a lot, and it is not easy to deal with in the past, but it is still a bit stupid.

Cang felt that he might not be able to hold it if he really wanted to get him involved a few more times.

After all, this huge ban was guarded by ten people back then, but now he is the only one left.

Of course he can use the strength that other people have left behind, but after all, he is weak and can use little.

Looking at the direction where the kings left, he sighed in his heart, bite, if you don't come back, the old man really can't hold it.

Can it last until that day?

For so many years, in this supernatural land, no supplements have been obtained. The old friends exhausted their strength and died one by one. Before dying, everyone integrated themselves into the ban, strengthening the power of the ban.

The last one to leave is bite.

Before putting himself into the ban, Shi once told him a plan. He would retain a trace of spirituality, travel through the void, and return to the three thousand worlds.

There may be a chance to live again.

He wants to find a solution to the problem completely in this life.

I have to say that this is an extremely bold plan, because even Bit himself doesn't know if it can succeed.

But there is always a hope.

Now that more than 100,000 years have passed, Zhi is still missing, and Cang doesn't know if his plan has worked.

Perhaps, the trace of spirituality that had been bitten by it had not been able to travel through the void and return to the Three Thousand World.

After all, the road ahead is extremely dangerous, full of thorns, and a trace of spirituality without the slightest strength of self-protection, and any danger involved in it may be destroyed.

Even if he really returns to the Three Thousand World, there is little hope of living again.

Cang was mentally prepared for this. The reason why he agreed to the plan back then was also because there was really no way to go. It is better to have such a thin line of hope than to wait and die.

But after waiting for so many years, Chuan's plan is likely to fail, otherwise it will not disappear for more than 100,000 years.

Fortunately, now that the descendants of the Human Race are promising, they unexpectedly drove the Mo Clan king outside back, which gave Cang another glimmer of hope.