After nearly two thousand years of changes in Qingyang region, the situation of the whole region has already changed.
In the original Qingyang region, the armies of the people and the Mohists fought each other continuously, and wars of all sizes never stopped. However, with the passage of time, such wars have been very difficult to see.
It has become a battlefield for the strong of the two ethnic groups. The general Terran soldiers and Mexican soldiers have already withdrawn from this area. The weak are not qualified to participate in the battle between the strong.
Now those who dare to be active in this big area, the Mo nationality is at least a strong Lord level. The Terran also has many Qipin to come here to find stimulation and break through their shackles.
Almost all the time, in every corner of this large area, there are movements of the strong of the two ethnic groups fighting. The movements are huge and can often convey a long distance. Moreover, such a confrontation will not last too long. Often, after one party gains, it will stop immediately, so as not to attract the other party's reinforcements.
The quiet void is like a sleeping beast. I don't know when it will suddenly wake up and devour the strong of the two races active here.
A figure walked carelessly in the void. Although he was alone, he was calm. Such a dangerous battlefield seemed to him like his own back garden.
His mind carefully swept every inch of the void, as if he was looking for something, but there was no harvest, which made his expression a little helpless.
I don't know when, three huge dark clouds floated in a triangle and seemed to surround him by coincidence.
The man was unaware of it and was still looking around.
When he came to the center of the three groups of ink clouds, three figures suddenly appeared in the three groups of ink clouds, each with a strong breath and impressively at the level of the domain master of the Mo nationality.
In front of him, the domain leader of the Mo family with a single horn on his head looked fierce, and the power of the ink surged? He slapped at the Terran and drank fiercely: "die!"
A slim female domain master in the rear changed his figure and approached the Terran at a very fast speed? Stick it out? Accurately insert into the enemy's back heart? At the fingertips, the nail is as sharp as a blade.
On the other hand, the third domain owner also followed? His figure is not as big as the first domain master? The speed is not as fast as that female domain master, but with a shock of his arms, he can roll with the power of ink? Shrouded in such a void? The power of the thick ink is like the vigorous wind on the nine days? There are cracks in the cut space.
The joint strike of the three domain masters? Into a vortex of death? Envelop the figure.
So desperate? No eight can resist.
The domain master in front of him was already smiling grimly, as if he could foresee the fear of the other party's face.
I don't know where the eight human qualities come from. They dare to walk alone in the Qingyang region. They are destined to pay for their ignorance.
However, he was stunned by what he saw.
That should be full of panic? Looking at him with a smile? Excited and eager to try? One hand into a palm and one hand into a fist? His fist crackled and said happily, "you asked for it. No wonder I!"
That look? It seems that something great has happened.
Something is not quite right
However, it's hard to recover. The three domain masters have a tendency to attack each other. They don't care whether it's right or not. Kill the eighth grade of the Terran first.
In an instant, the three domain masters rushed to the eight products of the Terran. The burly domain master blew out with a fist, and the violent power of ink surged.
The next moment, his expression was stiff on his face, and his expression of surprise was covered with great panic.
Only because the Terran badpin also punched him, seemingly weak, it was this punch that easily smashed his attack. He clearly saw that his fist disintegrated under the bombardment of the other party, and his arms burst into powder. The violent fist swept up all the way and hit him hard on his head.
As if a watermelon exploded, the burly domain master suddenly became a headless corpse.
The Terran eight products suddenly turned back, and a pair of energetic eyes just matched the female domain master who came from behind.
Almost face to face with each other, the female domain master trembled. At this moment, she felt that she was facing not a man's eight products, but an ancient fierce beast that had been imprisoned for countless years. The amazing and terrible killing machine made her cold, her heart sank, the power of ink condensed on her fingertips, and her slender nails turned into ink, Stab with all your strength.
The wrist suddenly tightened and was tightly held by the enemy.
In her ear came a palpitating whisper: "second!"
There was a sudden pain in her abdomen, and then the violent force was like a volcano erupting in her body. She only felt that she had been punched through and her spine was completely broken. The violent force turned into a afterwave and impacted her strong body. With only a breath, she turned her into a shower of blood and no bones.
It was not until the two domain masters died that the power of ink driven by the third ferocity shrouded the void. This was originally a powerful secret technique to create a combat environment for his companions, but now it has become his life-saving straw.
The two domain masters are no less powerful than their own. They were killed with two fists by an inexplicable guy. How dare he stay in place.
He retreated in panic, but the surrounding space suddenly became distorted, which immediately gave him the illusion that the space was infinitely stretched. No matter how he retreated, he couldn't leave where he was.
In the tumbling power of ink, a figure rushed out boldly, tore open the fog and coerced the violent trend. In the blink of an eye, he came close, put out a hand at will, grabbed the head of the domain master, looked relaxed and freehand, as if he had picked up a bug, frowned and said, "are you too weak?"
Weak? When the only remaining domain Master heard this evaluation, it was difficult to understand the taste in his heart.
Are they weak?
Since they are already domain masters, they are naturally not weak. The three of them work together. Although they are not invincible in Qingyang domain, they are also difficult to find opponents. They have killed some strong people in recent years. They thought they were alone. No matter how strong they are, they can't do anything to them. Until this moment, he understood that the strength of some people can't be guessed by common sense.
Not that they are weak, but that the enemy is too strong.
But is there such a powerful Terran eight in the world? Perhaps it was the blessing spirit before he died. The domain master suddenly remembered a name that had disappeared for nearly two thousand years in his mind.
"You are..."
"All right, all right, shut up!" Yang Kai didn't wait for him to finish his words. As soon as he made an effort in his hand, he pinched and burst his head. There was a shower of blood, but his body was spotless.
refreshed!
After 1700 years of closed door practice, I really didn't waste my efforts. Now I am much stronger than before.
However, it is also because these three domain masters are not born domain masters, but promoted the day after tomorrow.
As early as in the battlefield of ink, he knew that under normal circumstances, the strength of the domain master was worse than the eight grades, mostly because the accumulation of the eight grades of the Terran was more vigorous.
He has killed many congenital domain masters, not to mention those later domain masters who have not been promoted for a long time.
With his current strength, it was really a child with one punch, just as when he was at the peak of seven grades, no Mexican Lord could stop him.
It would not be so easy to meet those powerful Xiantian domain masters, but those Xiantian domain masters dare not easily come to trouble because of his reputation. Only these domain masters who are promoted the day after tomorrow have forgotten the terror of being ruled by him in the polishing of time.
Although Qingyang domain is vast, the breath of the three domain owners suddenly disappeared, which also attracted the attention of many strong people.
The thoughts of gods came from all directions, including the Lord of the Mo family, the Lord of the domain, and the seven grades and eight grades of the Terran family. Over the years, the strong of the two ethnic groups have been fighting in this battlefield. Although they have losses to each other, there has never been a fight that quickly divided the victory and defeat, and the three domain masters fell at once.
Yang Kai didn't reject the investigation and exploration of those breath. He sighed secretly that there have been many strong people of the two ethnic groups in recent years.
It's just the MOH family. With the help of the cultivation of the MOH nest, the strength has increased rapidly. As long as there are enough resources and the MOH nest is enough, it's not surprising that more lords and domain masters will be born.
However, it is somewhat unexpected that the Terran can produce many Qipin and bapin in such a short time. In principle, it is difficult for the Terran to produce too many bapin in less than 2000 years, especially some rising stars. Their accumulation is certainly not enough.
But in fact, the promotion speed of those rising talents of Terran is no slower than that of the old kaitianjing. Some people with outstanding talents even promote earlier than the old Qipin.
This may also be the favor of God.
Just as God will arrange him as a chess piece to fight against the invasion of the Mo family, all the Terran soldiers who fight against the Mo family are complying with God's will and receiving heaven's favor.
Such people can be called the favored ones of heaven. They often have constant opportunities and good luck.
But there are not many such people in ordinary times.
But now the Mohs are eroding 3000 worlds and the Terrans are trapped in more than a dozen large areas. It is time to urgently improve their overall strength. The efforts of Jiupin ancestors and Yang Kai have created relatively safe growth space for them, and the providence has shortened their growth time.
Providence is unpredictable, but in fact, Providence is everywhere.
In a trance, Yang Kai seemed to think of something, and his eyes looked changeable.
But soon, he was interrupted by flustered thoughts.
Most of the domain masters promoted the day after tomorrow don't know Yang Kai's reputation, but who doesn't know? In those years, in order to prevent Yang Kai, almost all the former masters of heaven had obtained his image and remembered his face.
1700 years later, the strong of the Mo nationality gradually got rid of the shadow brought to them by Yang Kai, and according to the information transmitted by the Mo disciples, this guy should practice in isolation in the star world.
No one expected that he would suddenly appear in Qingyang domain and announce his return by killing three domain masters!