Martial Peak

It’s just that Cang never knew that these two powers could be combined. Human races in modern times didn’t have a very good view of the Holy Spirit. Human races rarely came into contact with the Holy Spirit, let alone the supremacy of Zhuozhao Youying. The strong, the chaotic dead zone they are in is simply a forbidden zone for the human race.

At the time when Cang and the ten were active, they had never set foot in the chaotic dead zone. How could they know the details of Big Brother Huang and Big Sister Lan.

And even if you really contact, you may not be able to think of anything.

Cang and other ten people had been sitting here for too long, thinking about how to completely wipe out the ink, only then did he think of the light.

But from this point of view, Big Brother Huang and Big Sister Lan are very likely to have something to do with the first light on the earth.

Maybe these two can really merge, but who can bring them here?

While destroying the ink, the first light should also disappear without a trace. If the two are unwilling, who can force them.

The Ninth-Ranks have a headache. Although they have learned a possible method from Cangkou, it is too difficult to implement.

"Senior, so to speak, my human army's expedition is so useless?" An ancestor asked in a quiet voice.

There is no way to completely eliminate the source of Mo. The war between the human race and the Mo race will never end. The two million human race army has been rushing all the way to this place. What is it for?

Cang Suran shook his head and said, "Naturally, it's not useless. If you really want to talk about it, you are here at the right time."

"Senior means..."

Cang Youyou sighed: "Back then, ten people like me placed a great ban on the first day here, banning ink from the place of birth, but the years passed, and the servants of the ink made this vast void a place of extraordinary spirits. I have no way to replenish the power of the passing. All my old friends have passed away. To this day, only the old man is left."

"If you come for a thousand years later, I am afraid that the old man will have to follow the pace of his old friends. In these years, although there is no problem with the first day of the ban, the power of Mo is getting stronger and stronger. Even if the old man is not dead, One day it will be able to escape by itself."

In the countless years of being trapped in the ban, Mo is not waiting to die. It has accumulated strength in the dark, trying to attack the big formation from within.

At the beginning, it was almost succeeding, although it was finally suppressed again, but this caused hundreds of kings to take their ink nests to escape from the restriction.

These hundreds of kings who have escaped trouble are the roots of the Mo people in the war zones.

Today, even Cang doesn’t know how much power Mo has accumulated. After a few losses, Mo seems to have become smarter and more tolerant. Although Cang has tried several times, he can Do not reveal your own background.

It was dormant, waiting, waiting for the moment of weakness, and broke the bar in one fell swoop.

That’s why Cang would say that the human army came at the right time. If he is unable to suppress it a few years later, then it will be the catastrophe of the entire world. By then, the three thousand worlds will be trembling under the power of the ink. .

The ancestor laughed and said: "Senior, what is Mo's strength now, how does it compare to you?"

Cang Ling groaned, and said: "Mo's strength is not too strong. If you really want to start, it may not be the opponent of the old man, but it cannot be completely eliminated. I can kill it once and kill it twice. , But I must die in the end! And its true strength is not manifested in itself, mainly in the slaves it created."

An almost immortal existence, even if the strength is slightly inferior, it will consume a much stronger opponent than himself. This is also the reason why Cang and other ten people did not directly attack Mo.

They knew that ink could not be eliminated.

The Ninth-Ranks suddenly realized that they smiled and said to the ancestor: "The predecessors mean that in the past countless years, Mo may have created many Mo people within the restriction?"

Cang Shen said: "A lot, that number may be far beyond your imagination, and there are many powerful Mo people at the king level."

All the nine ranks looked solemn.

This is really bad news.

In the early days of the Great Forbidden, not only the Mo source was sealed, but there were also many strong Mo people.

Recalling the scale of the restriction that I saw before... how many Mo Clan can be hidden in such a huge area?

I'm afraid the number is really unimaginable.

Not to mention anything else, if there are really two hundred kings in it, that would be enough for the human race to have a headache. Are there two hundred in the ban?

There must be. Fifty people have appeared in the space of the ink nest before, and there are definitely more who have not appeared. Mo has been imprisoned here for millions of years, and it seems that it has nothing to do other than making slaves.

"President Mo cannot create the Mo Clan out of thin air. It must also consume power. It is banned here. Where does the power to consume come from?" An ancestor asked.

The reason for this question is mainly because the human race also knows that the birth of the Mo clan was conceived by the Mochao, and the Mochao would have to consume a lot of resources if it wanted to breed the Mo race.

Although ink is the source of everything, there is always no exception.

Cang Wenyan smiled bitterly: "Speaking of this, this is also the mistake of the ten people like me. This place is the place where heaven and earth first opened, and it is also the place where Mo was born. Back then, I waited to bring it to this place and closed the town with the help of the Great Forbidden City. The original intention was to use the special power of this place to strengthen the restraint. But who had thought it was actually used by Mo. Let’s put it this way, the place where the heavens and the earth first opened is related to all the worlds, and Mo was born as a heaven and earth. A member of, in this place, you can extract the power of three thousand worlds for your own use."

The ancestors took a breath of breath.

The position where the heavens and the earth first opened is related to all worlds. Mo can draw out the power of three thousand worlds with the help of the special place here. In other words, the three thousand worlds are immortal, and its power is endless!

On the contrary, it was Cang and other ten people. At first, they could refine and absorb the power of stars or the power of the void, and maintain the Great Forbidden of the First Heaven. Later, the Mo clan king masters who escaped, tried their best to turn this vast void into a must. Spiritual land.

After Cang Shi exhausted the resources he possessed, he could no longer replenish it, and he was gradually weakened.

If it hadn't been for the nine people to ban them one after another, turning all of their mighty powers into banning powers before dying, Mo would have been out of trouble long ago.

The old friends walked one after another, and can't wait for the expedition army of the human race, the next one is Cang.

After his death, the ban on the first day may be able to lock down Zhenmo for a few more years, but the ban will be unattended, and Mo will always get out of trouble.

That's why he said that the human army came at exactly the right time.

Countless thousands of years of waiting, it is his ancient supreme who is also desperate. No one knows how happy he was when he noticed the breath fluctuations from Mo a few years ago.

When he realized that someone was fighting in Mo's consciousness space, he decisively took action.

"Since you come here, Nadang also has the heart to remove ink. I need your help."

All the ninth ranks all looked stern, and the ancestor Zhan Tian opened his mouth and said: "I am not as good as my predecessors to understand Mo. The expedition has reached this point. I thought I could kill them all, but I didn't want to fail. What should I do now is about to ask. Senior show."

The other nine products are all nodding.

Cang did not give up, first clasped his fists and said, "I thanked you all first, but to be honest, if the battle begins, the two million soldiers of the human race may lose a lot."

The ninth products all laughed.

An ancestor said: "Predecessors, the purpose of the creation of the big caves of the human race is to fight against the Mo clan on the battlefield of Mo. In the past countless years, the ancestors who died in the battlefield of Mo know where they are. If they don't have the heart to die, how dare you? Stepping on the battlefield of Mo, how can you protect yourself from the enemy. Don’t worry, the seniors will lose a lot, but two million troops will all die here. As long as the Mo people can pay the corresponding price, I will not wrinkle. Lower the eyebrows. As for saying thank you...it should be because I waited to thank the seniors! If there were no seniors guarding this place, the three thousand worlds would have long since disappeared from the prosperous world it is today. Is there anything I am waiting for today."

Cang turned his eyes to look at the crowd, and saw that many Ninth Grade Zongs didn't flinch when they learned that Mo was powerful and strange, and couldn't help but smile.

The younger generations of this generation are really reliable.

If it weren't for this, they wouldn't be able to attack here a million years later.

Just about to speak, suddenly someone's voice came out faintly.

"Are you waiting to listen to this old guy's bewitching and make me an enemy?"

The voice was erratic, and there were all 9-Ranks present, and no one knew where it came from.

Everyone changes color.

"ink!"

The only person who can say this, can say this, is the ink.

No one thought that Mo, who had been locked down in the Great Forbidden City, could still communicate with them, and by listening to its tone, it was clear to everyone that he heard it.

Yang Kai had a strange expression on his face. He had heard Cang say that Mo's character was like a child, but now it seems that this voice is also the voice of a child.

Same as Big Brother Huang and Big Sister Lan.

Thinking about it this way, Mo and Big Brother Huang and Big Sister Lan seem to have a lot in common. Perhaps the solution to Mo's crisis really has to fall on those two people.

"The deity cannot be killed. As for what the old guy said about the first light, it is pure nonsense. This place is the birthplace of the deity. At the beginning of the birth, there was only the deity. Where is the first light?" Mo's tone was full. Is sarcasm,

"Believe the old guy's nonsense, you are just waiting for your own death."

Cang slowly shook his head and said, "Mo, you don't know, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, or... are you scared?"

"Afraid?" Mo's voice sharpened, "Is the deity afraid of you? I only hate! I hate you too much to trust you, I was deceived by you to come here, imprisoned for countless years, old guy, don't let me get out of trouble. The one dead is you!"

Cang Hahe smiled: "Don't worry, there is no such day."

Mo ignored him, but said to the ninth ranks of Human Race: "It's really unexpected that you can get here. But after all, it's useless, it's better... I make a deal with you!"