Martial Peak

Feng Ying shook her head and said, "No, there is no old man over there."

Yang Kai didn't know what to say.

Other people can't see the old man, only oneself can see?Why is that?

But the ancestors are all gathering in that direction, obviously the ancestors have also discovered it.

On the side, Xiang Shan and others saw that Yang Kai’s expression did not seem to be fake, and they didn’t understand why the ancestors all ran out before. If there is really a strong one they can’t see, then they can explain the ancestors. Of the behavior.

"Really?" Xiang Shan asked in a deep voice.

"Really!" Yang Kai nodded.

Mi Jinglun and others all looked different.

"Is it the master of that jade hand?" Xiang Shan remembered what the ancestor Xiaoxiao said that day.

"I don't know if it is the master of Jade Hand, but it is an individual race anyway." Yang Kai replied casually.

Mi Jinglun said with a solemn expression: "There is a human race here, and even I can't spy on it. The strength is incredible."

Glancing at Xiang Shan, Mi Jinglun suddenly smiled and patted Yang Kai on the shoulder: "Do you want to know what he is talking about with the ancestor?"

He just grabbed his ears and grabbed his cheeks. It was obviously a curiosity. Mi Jinglun didn't know why he was like this before, but now he understands.

More than Yang Kai, why didn't he want to know?Although the ancestors will definitely reveal some key information to them when they look back, it may not be all.

How could it be better than listening by yourself?

However, these people do not dare to act rashly now. The ancestors have not summoned. Who dares to come forward easily?If something bad happens, you can't take responsibility.

Yang Kai was shocked by him and shook his head decisively: "I don't want to!"

I always feel that Mi Datou is uneasy and kind. The Xiaoxiao ancestor once commented on Mi Jinglun, saying that if you are an enemy of this person, don't try to beat him in wisdom. If you have enough strength, you can crush it with strength. For this kind of sensitive mind, the best way is to use fists.

The same principle applies to Xiang Shan.

These two heads are the wiser than the demon.

As soon as Yimi Jinglun's words came out, Yang Kai became vigilant.

"No, you think!" Mi Jinglun said categorically, took out a set of tea sets, and stuffed them directly into Yang Kai's hands: "The old man has been lonely for many years. I am afraid I have forgotten the taste of drinking tea. Go and give him a pot of tea! "

Speaking like this, he stretched out his hand and pushed on Yang Kai's shoulder.

Yang Kai was shocked, and he wanted to remove this power when he swayed. Who knew that the other shoulder was also gently pushed at the critical moment.

Suddenly, Yang Kai stiffened all over, and was directly pushed away, swept toward the place where the ancestors gathered.

"Xiang Datou!" Yang Kai thought with his toes, knowing who else pushed him.

At this moment, Yang Kai wanted to curse, these two big heads were too cheating.

"This... okay?" As Yang Kai quickly approached the place where the ancestors converged, Liu Zhiping looked dumbfounded, and also faintly worried.

She couldn't see where the so-called Lao Zhang was, but the nine-Rank Open Heavens were guarded and even surrounded, she could see clearly.

How can it be easy for so many ancestors to be so defensive?

This pushed Yang Kai over. What if he was misunderstood?

"It's okay." Mi Jinglun said with a smile, "The ancestors gathered there, if there is anything, they can protect him one or two, and he is only a seventh-grade junior, so he broke in on this occasion. The ancestors won’t care, and the old elders won’t care either. For adults, kids breaking in is just a laugh. It’s harmless."

If it is possible, Mi Jinglun would like to go to the battle in person, but he is an eighth rank after all, so it would not be appropriate to rush through.

"Furthermore……"

"I didn't even find the old man's location, but Yang Kai saw it, maybe he has something unique." Xiang Shan took Mi Jinglun's words, "Since it is unique, naturally there should be preferential treatment."

After speaking, Mi Jinglun and Xiang Shan looked at each other and smiled.

Ouyang Lie's eyes kept twitching, squinting at these two.

After such a short period of effort, do you think so much?

Are you still human?

Ouyang Lie cursed in his heart, and moved out without a trace.

Standing with these two, I always feel that IQ has been crushed.

Yang Kai was also cursing in his heart, cursing the two big heads with bloody heads, but on the surface they were pretending to be calm and gentle, with a smile on Yan Yan.

It's all out, it's too shameful that I can't slip back again.

Reluctantly, he could only hold the exquisite tea set in both hands, raise his head up and walk forward.

The ancestors obviously saw him too, their expressions were a little weird.

Yang Kai ignored them, went straight through the encirclement of the ancestors, came directly to the old man, smiled and said, "Lao Zhang said you are thirsty, the boy will make a pot of tea for you."

With that said, regardless of whether he was willing or not, he directly placed the tea set beside him, bowed his head and got busy.

Cang looked at him with interest, as Yang Kai was seeing cold sweat behind his back.

But he was here to serve tea, and it was only a seventh-rank. Whether the old man was an enemy or a friend, he wouldn't be able to shame his face and attack him.

Fortunately, Cang didn't care about him anymore. Instead, he turned his head and looked at a ninth-rank human race ahead: "Go on."

The Ninth-Rank Human Race didn’t know where the ancestor of the pass was, Yang Kai had never seen it anyway, and continued after hearing this: “In the classical records, the great caves and blessings suddenly appeared in the Three Thousand Worlds overnight, and then Recruit disciples, cultivate children of later generations, wait for them to learn something, and devote themselves to the major passes of the battlefield of Mo..."

Yang Kai listened for a while, and understood that this ancestor was the formation and creation of Dongtianfudi. In fact, the formation of Dongtianfudi was too long. Although the ancestors today are not young, they may not know it clearly.

There are not many records of this in the classics.

Afterwards, the ancestor briefly talked about the struggle between the Human race and the Mo race for many years. It was only in the last few hundred years that they gradually gained the upper hand. Finally, they gathered all the power of the cons and carried out an expedition, all the way to this.

The ancestors didn't talk too much, they were all common sense, and did not mention anything too secret, such as the light of purification, such as the spear of the evil god.

Now they still have no way of judging whether the person in front of them is an enemy or a friend. Although the possibility of being a friend is very high at the moment, they must beware of one or two.

Yang Kai happened to have cooked a pot of tea. The tea was Mi Jinglun's collection, which was only given to Yang Kai.

Holding the tea, Yang Kai respectfully said: "Lao Zhang drinks tea to moisturize his throat."

Cang smiled and took it, "The little guy is interested."

The ancestor who had just spoken gave Yang Kai an angry glance. He was talking from beginning to end, but Cang didn't say a few words to moisten his throat.

He also came to run to run.

Cang drank the tea, and Yang Kai took the cup back and filled it again.

Ignoring the expressions in the eyes of many ancestors, the one hundred ancestors are here, so he can't let him serve tea one by one.

It's better to wait on someone and be agile.

After drinking three cups in a row, Cang smashed it, smashed its mouth: "If you haven't tasted this for many years, you will almost forget it."

Wan Motian ancestor said lightly: "Senior wants to drink tea very simply, this kid can stay here to serve seniors."

Yang Kai suddenly stared, what do you mean?So sell yourself?Who agreed?Don't think that you can do whatever you want after teaching me some pupil skills.

He found out that none of these long-lived old guys are good.

The ancestor of Wan Motian didn't even look at him, and said bluntly: "It's just that Senior, drinking tea is a trivial matter. I have many doubts and hope that Senior can answer."

Cang nodded and said: "The old man knows, but the old man has a lot of clues, and the old man doesn't know where to start. Let's go, if you want to know anything, just ask you, the old man tells you."

He was so cheerful, it was a bit unexpected.

Many ancestors glanced at each other, and one of them said: "How do you call seniors?"

In fact, since they arrived here, they have been telling each other about the current three thousand worlds, before they had time to ask each other anything.

Cang Han smiled and said, "Cang!"

"The Cang of the sky?" The ancestor raised his eyebrows slightly.

Cang slowly shook his head: "Cang for the common people."

Although it was the same word, Cang's explanation clearly revealed some different information.

The ancestors are obviously less alert.

The ancestor laughed and said: "A few years ago, I and fellow daoists were trapped in the ink nest space, did the seniors help?"

Cang nodded and said, "It's me."

Despite speculation, it was not confirmed until now.

The ancestor Xiaoxiao said immediately: "Thank you, senior."

If it hadn't been for Cang to break the blockade of the ink nest space from the outside, their ancestors who had penetrated into it would have died in the ink nest space, which was a real life-saving grace.

"No, that day...you can be regarded as waiting for self-help. If you hadn't waited for the breath of the war to leak out, I wouldn't have thought of taking action at that time."

The smiled ancestor pondered for a moment, and understood what Cang meant.

On that day, the ancestor of Ming Wangtian blew himself up and hit the ink nest space, tearing a crack in an attempt to open a way out for the other nine products.

Probably it was the efforts of Ming Wangtian ancestors that let the atmosphere of the war leak out.

Otherwise, in the enclosed space of the ink nest, no matter how intense the battle is, Cang can't notice it, how could he make a timely move?

"No matter what, the life-saving grace is not unforgettable. If this battle does not die, if seniors give orders in the future, I will all be reported."

Cang smiled, "I'll talk about things later."

In this war, whether others die or not, he is afraid that he will live soon, and it is the limit to be able to support it to today, and it is time to chase the pace of his old friends.

After waiting for so many years, old friends may have been waiting impatiently.

Another ancestor asked: "So, is the Mo mother nest really here?"

As he spoke, he looked into the depths of the forbidden darkness.

Previously, many Ninth-Rank human races got help from outside to tear the ink nest space and get out of trouble. The ancestors judged that the person who shot should be very close to the mother nest, otherwise there would be no way to break the ink nest space from the outside.