Martial Peak

More than ten days after the nineteen incoming king masters were beheaded, the major passes of the human race finally arrived at the source of darkness.

The depths of the void in front were enveloped by a huge and rich ink color, and the edge was not visible at a glance. The ink color gathered into a sea of ​​ink, as if it had existed here forever.

Under the quiet surface, everyone felt a fatal threat, and even at a long distance, it still gave people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

The evil energy in the sea of ​​ink seemed to be able to swallow people's minds.

In the gates, a pair of eyes stared at that Mo Hai, everyone looked solemn, even the ancestor was no exception.

This is the origin of the Mo people?

Although no one told them the answer, when they saw the Mo Hai, everyone realized that this was definitely the origin of the Mo Clan.

Within this source area, perhaps the mother nest of the Mo clan is hidden.

At the beginning of the expedition, no one thought that the origin of the Mo Clan was in such a remote location, let alone that the origin would be like this.

After the Mo family died in battle, the power of ink in the body would escape. If the Mo family died in a certain battlefield too much, the condensed ink power would form a cloud of ink and even a sea of ​​ink.

Most of the Terran soldiers have seen it.

The Mohai that can be seen before, compared with the current one, is simply a cloud and mud.

This is the real sea of ​​ink, boundless and vast.

The so-called Mohai I have seen before is at best a small pond.

Most of the human race officers only paid attention to the vast sea of ​​ink, and only the ancestors of the major passes were vaguely aware that there seemed to be something else outside the sea of ​​ink.

A kind of extremely hidden, not paying attention to detection or even undetectable thing.

In the Wanmoguan, the ancestor of Wanmotian urged the Demon Eye of Exterminating World, which can break the falsehood.

In Shenyu Pass, the ancestor of Shenyu's blessed land urged the pupil of true vision to penetrate the void.

The ancestors of other passes are the same. They have cultivated more or less pupil skills at the level of Ninth Stage, but their attainments are different.

At this moment, all kinds of pupil techniques were urged, and the hidden things outside the darkness were instantly imprinted in the eyes of the ancestors.

All the ancestors are slightly discolored.

They saw that in the periphery of the darkness, there was a huge and incomparable restraint, which turned into a cage, covering and enclosing the entire sea of ​​ink.

It is precisely because this layer of restraint has turned into a cage that confines the sea of ​​ink inside, that this huge and boundless sea of ​​ink has no signs of spreading outward.

It is hard to imagine, without this layer of restriction, how wide the Mohai would be, perhaps this entire void would have to be flooded, and there would be no place for the human race.

What a huge handwriting!

This kind of prohibition is by no means natural, but artificial. Who puts such a prohibition here to imprison the sea of ​​ink. When were these prohibitions arranged?

Even the ancestors have never heard of such a thing.

Moreover, the remaining traces of the prohibition are obviously age-old, so long as many methods of prohibition are so long that even their ancestors can't figure it out.

However, the ancestors didn't wait for too long to investigate, and suddenly they were attracted by the void somewhere.

Over there, an old man with white hair and beard, sitting cross-legged in the void, looking at them with a smile on his face.

All the ancestors changed their faces.

They hadn't noticed the existence of this person before, and the old man seemed to have suddenly appeared there.

As far as the eyes of more than a hundred ancestors can be, it is naturally impossible for someone to break through silently. The other party did not appear there suddenly, he was there, but he did not know what method was used to make everyone ignore him.

In other words, if he didn't want to, the human race would never want to detect his presence.

This old man... is very strong, so strong that the ancestors are shocked.

And he sat there with a smile on his face, and the ancestors who could be divided into different directions all felt that he was facing himself.

This is a strange feeling, but also a supreme use of strength.

I didn't feel any power fluctuations from the opponent, but at this moment, the many Ninth Ranks of the Human Race had a clear understanding. This person is the master of that jade hand. It is also he who helped the Ninth Ranks of Human Race from Mochao several years ago. Space escape!

Judging from this point alone, the other party is not malicious towards the human race.

And the opponent's origin is obviously also human.

There was no communication, and the ancestors stepped out of the pass guarded by each, and gathered towards the old man.

Although many of the trapped 9-pins were able to get out of the trap after they had inherited the favor of the other party before, the Human Race did not dare to take it lightly before understanding the origin and origin of the other party.

More than a hundred Ninth-Ranks are dispatched together, it is because the other party has any ideas, they have to be weighed.

It seemed that he could see the mind of the Ninth Pins, and the old man's smile was quite meaningful.

But in the depths of those eyes, there was a hint of imperceptible disappointment.

He naturally saw the arrival of the major passes of the Human Race, and he even saw the forging handwriting from the passes.

Among the ten people back then, forging had a talent that no one else could match.

The cage that imprisoned Mo was created by the foreman and nine people with the help of it.

Of course, Jian finally fit the body to imprison, and before he died, he turned into a part of the cage. Like the other eight old friends, there were no bones left.

Those Human Race Passes naturally couldn't have been made by Jian himself, and Jian had never refined these things, but Cang remembered that he had forged a few disciples back then, which was quite true.

In this way, these Human Race Passes should come from the hands of the disciples and grandchildren of Forge.

His disappointment was only because he could not find a familiar aura from those human races.

Chuan's plan failed!

Back then, he failed to travel through the void and return to the Three Thousand World, otherwise he would come here anyway today.

Among the gates, the soldiers saw the ancestors walking towards the darkness, but they didn't know why.

The ancestors could see Cang's figure because Cang was willing to let them see it, but others couldn't.

There was only one Yang Kai standing on the wall of Dayan Pass, his eyes widened, his face looked strange, as if he had seen a ghost in the day.

Someone!

There are people in this ghost place!

Although I heard the old ancestor Xiaoxiao say that there is a force to contend with the Mo people, the ancestor Xiaoxiao speculated that the power is near the mother nest of the Mo people, but when he really saw it, he couldn't believe it.

This is the land of utter spirits, the deepest part of the battlefield of Mo, and the source of the Mo people!

From ancient times to the present, I am afraid that no one has set foot here for hundreds of thousands of years, but there will be people in this place.

Does this mean that this person has been here for at least hundreds of thousands of years?

How did he survive without any energy?

No matter how strong he is, such a long time should wipe out his life.

Could it be that his Xiaoqiankun is the same as himself, raising some creatures in captivity, so he can be self-sufficient.

Yang Kai was surprised, and Cang couldn't help being surprised.

After noticing Yang Kai's gaze, he turned his head and glanced here, and found that it was actually a Seventh-Rank Open Heaven who spied his location.

The Ninth-Ranks can see him because he took the initiative to reveal himself to those Ninth-Ranks, but others could not.

Those senior eight-ranks in the major passes are also at a loss at this moment, not knowing where the ancestors want to go.

What is unique about this seven products?

A divine light flashed in Cang's eyes.

Yang Kai immediately shook his whole body, and instantly gave birth to a feeling of being seen through from the inside out. This feeling was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but fight a cold war.

With a dark complexion, he cursed in his heart, no matter who this old guy is, it is not a good thing to spy on the secrets of others with his strength when he comes up.

Cang showed a clear look over there, understanding why Yang Kai would see him.

At that glance, he saw the subtree of the World Tree in Yang Kai Xiao Qiankun.

Strictly speaking, he himself has a great relationship with the World Tree. It is with the power of the World Tree subtree that Yang Kai can not be disturbed, and even discover the existence of the old man before the ancestors.

Ignoring him, Canghan smiled and looked at the Ninth-Rank Human Race who came to him intentionally or unintentionally in a semicircle. They didn't care about their vigilance, and the tone was vicissitudes of life: "You are finally here, I will wait for this day. It's been a million years!"

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On the city wall, Yang Kai grabbed his ears and cheeks. Although he didn't want the old guy to spy on his secret movements, this situation is clearly an opportunity to explore the secrets of the ages.

That old man, who has existed here for tens of thousands of years, is an extremely old antique, and he definitely knows more about the Mo people than the current humans.

What he casually reveals may involve the secrets of the two races.

Yang Kai wanted to listen to it too.

Reluctantly, the strength is low, and he is not qualified to participate in this big scene, but it is really sad.

From the side, Xiang Shan frowned and looked at him: "Boy, what's the situation over there? You have burnt eyebrows, what are you doing?"

Yang Kai said speechlessly: "My lord, you don't know what's going on. I don't know what's going on." After finishing speaking, he instigated: "Why don't the adults secretly put a ray of spiritual thoughts over, listen to the ancestors and the old man. what?"

As soon as this remark came out, not only Xiang Shan had a strange expression, but even Mi Jinglun and others looked at him strangely.

"What old man?"

What kind of old man!

They only saw the ancestors of all major passes leaving the pass by appointment and converging towards one place.

Without the orders of the ancestors, they dare not act rashly.

But never saw any old man?

Yang Kai said, "It's the old man..."

He pointed his hand at the place where the ancestors gathered.

Xiang Shan glanced at that side intently, but still couldn't see anything, and slammed Yang Kai's head with a punch: "What nonsense? Besides the ancestors, there are others over there?"

Yang Kai covered his head with a look of grief and anger, and just said, what was he doing?

But after seeing the expressions of Mi Jinglun and others, Yang Kai suddenly came over: "Can't you see?"

Xiang Shan said in a huff: "You talk nonsense again and beat your head in two."

Yang Kai turned his head and looked at Feng Ying next to him: "Sister Sister didn't see the old man?"