Chapter 5955

Under the gaze of Xueji, Yang Kai jumped down and swept away into the depths of the Mo yuan.

At first, everything was normal and nothing unusual.

However, with the deepening, the extremely thin power of ink began to diffuse. These power of ink came from the deepest part of the ink abyss, the original power of the sealed town ink.

The surrounding environment has also become much darker.

On the gorge walls on both sides of the Moyuan, there are many man-made stone chambers, which are obviously the work of the Mohists.

They practice in these stone chambers and understand the mystery of the power of ink, so as to improve their strength.

Most of the stone chambers are empty, and only a few have the smell of living people.

Yang Kai is more or less curious about this. According to Xue Ji, the practice of Mohists here is to maintain a balance between understanding the mystery of the power of ink and resisting the erosion of the power of ink. If you can maintain it, you can greatly improve your strength. If you can't maintain it, you will be completely eroded by the power of ink and turn into a disciple of ink.

Yang Kai never knew that the power of ink could improve the strength of martial artists.

It's different from what he knew before.

Driven by curiosity, he quietly came to a manned stone chamber and hid his body to observe.

Finally came to a conclusion that made him uncertain.

The origin of ink was secretly divided by the shepherd. Closing the town here is only a part of it, and there is the door of the mysterious female, so the erosiveness of the power of ink was greatly weakened.

When Mohists come here, they can often break through their own shackles and bottlenecks in the process of resisting the erosion of the power of ink. Even they can refine some of the power of ink into the body and use it at the critical moment to enhance their own strength.

When he was with Zuo Wuyou before, Yang Kai killed many Mohists. Before those Mohists died, many people urged the power of Mohism. However, the great gap in strength did not change their fate.

This is an interesting discovery.

As Mu said before, the birth of Mohism is inevitable, because the origin of Mohism is sealed here. No matter who is to guard it, even the people of Guangming God will be eroded by the power of Mohism and distort their mind, so as to betray their faith and persistence.

As for the reason why she said she couldn't get too close to the door of the mysterious female, so she couldn't control the door in her hand, Yang Kai also guessed in her heart.

Leaving the stone chamber, Yang Kai continued to go deep.

Occasionally, I met the inspectors of Mohism, but after seeing the nameplate around Yang Kai's waist, I didn't embarrass him. Even the inspectors kindly reminded him that he must do what he can and never try to be strong. Yang Kai naturally accepted it one by one.

The further down, the stronger the power of ink, the fewer the stone chambers on both sides of the gorge wall, and the number of martial artists practicing in the stone chambers has decreased sharply.

Until after a incense stick, Yang Kai could no longer feel the smell of any living creatures around him, and there were no more stone chambers on both sides of the gorge wall.

He knew that he should have reached the depths that the Mohists had never reached, and here, the power of ink filled in the abyss had become so strong that it almost turned into darkness that he couldn't see his fingers. Yang Kai could only urge the world killing devil's eyes and mind to investigate the surrounding situation.

The abyss is quiet, and the strange environment is filled with a creepy atmosphere.

Yang Kai followed the source of ink power, down, down, down again.

Until a moment, his feet suddenly set foot on the earth.

He has come to the depths of the abyss.

There was a clear sound at his feet. Yang Kai looked down and raised his eyebrows slightly.

I saw that the depths of the abyss were covered with miserable white bones. There was no end at a glance. For countless years, it seemed that countless Mohists died here, thus creating a world full of bones.

He bent down to pick up a skeleton, looked around and frowned slightly.

This bone in my hand is a little strange. It seems to be much larger than normal bones. If you look at other bones, many of them are like this.

What is this?

The earth suddenly began to shake, as if some huge thing was rushing fiercely from a certain direction.

Yang Kai raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the source of the movement, but he didn't see anything. He just thought of what Xueji said before and the purpose of his trip. He had guessed in his heart.

Leaving the bones in his hands, his mind suddenly came out. Soon, he found the source of the movement.

It was a movement caused by an extremely vigorous, even strong, abnormal creature running.

Yang kailue pondered and changed his position, but he didn't want to be chased by the unknown creature.

This guy can sense his position! But Yang Kai didn't feel the fluctuation of any divine investigation.

It's kind of weird.

Instead of moving, he stood still and waited. He wanted to see with his own eyes what was going on with the apostles in the depths of the ink abyss.

Soon, a huge figure broke through the darkness and appeared in Yang Kai's vision.

What he saw made Yang frown, because although this huge figure still maintained some human shapes, it was more unspeakable changes.

The Apostle was as tall as Yang Kai. He was bent and his hands dropped to the ground. He used both hands and feet when running fast, just like a huge orangutan. His body also showed an abnormal greatness, as if he had been blown in his flesh.

What made Yang Kai particularly concerned was that the Apostle was covered with sarcomas.

This reminded him of some scenes he had seen.

There was a time when Kaitian was eroded by the power of ink and turned into ink disciples, thus breaking through their original limits and reaching a higher level, but accordingly, they also paid a certain price, and the change of flesh is one of them.

Those who break through their shackles of the open world, everyone has this terrible sarcoma, constantly flowing out of pus and smelling.

Yang Kai suddenly became vigilant.

The Apostle had jumped up high, his body was indescribably flexible, and rushed towards Yang in the posture of pressing the top of the mountain. In mid air, a huge palm was patted.

Yang Kai intended to test, but did not dodge. He raised his fist to meet him.

With a loud bang, the earth trembled. Yang Kai was three points shorter. Under that huge force, his body couldn't stop retreating. His feet plowed out two long marks on the ground and his clothes flew over.

The Apostle was also punched by him and flew out, but after falling to the ground, he soon got up again, overflowing with dark fog, roaring and attacking Yang Kai, as if he didn't know the pain and reason.

Yang Kai immediately put on a posture and fought with him into a regiment.

He has to help the shepherd. Now he is the peak of the wandering realm. He has reached the limit that the world can accommodate. If his strength is further improved, he will be excluded and suppressed by the world.

Supplemented by his foundation of opening the sky with nine grades, it can be said that looking at the whole original world, there are almost no three moves in his hands.

But the unknown apostle fought with Yang Kai for half a cup of tea before he found a chance to kill him.

In other words, if such an apostle left Moyuan, it would be an invincible existence. The so-called leader of Mohism and the flag owner of Shenjiao did not see enough in front of the apostles.

The smelly blood flowed out, and the strong power of ink escaped from the Apostle's corpse. Yang Kai's heart became heavy.

He finally understood what happened to the strange corpses in the depths of the ink abyss. The bodies of the apostles were different from ordinary people. Over the past countless years, I don't know how many apostles died in the abyss, and the corpses left were naturally larger than ordinary people.

But that's not the point.

The key is that the strength of the apostles has exceeded the level of the wandering realm.

The Apostle who was killed by Yang Kai has obviously stepped into the level of transcendence.

Just because it has lost its reason and only depends on instinctive action, it is difficult to give full play to its due strength in the extraordinary world. Otherwise, it will be more troublesome for Yang Kai to solve it.

How can there be a transcendental apostle? The level of martial arts in this world is not high. It should only accommodate the wandering realm. Otherwise, over the years, there will always be amazing and gorgeous people who will break through the shackles of the wandering realm!

But in fact, from the beginning to the end, there are no extraordinary warriors in this world.

At present, I can clearly feel the suppression of the will of heaven and earth. Heaven and earth are ruthless. Martial artists in the extraordinary world are not allowed, otherwise it will cause the turbulence of heaven and earth and the instability of laws.

Why can the apostles do it?

Yang Kai turned his head and looked in one direction. It was vaguely visible that there stood a flash gate over there. That should be the gate of the mysterious female.

A trace of the original power of Mo was sealed behind the door, which created the special environment of Mo yuan, apostles and Mo religion.

However, he had no time to explore the mystery of the mysterious female door. Only because of the violent vibration from all directions, in his vision, huge shadows rushed over, and the low roar captured people's soul.

There is more than one apostle in the depths of the abyss!

Yang Kai's face changed slightly. Although he had the foundation of nine grades, his world strength was greatly suppressed in this side. It took a lot of effort to solve one apostle just now. It really made many apostles besiege. I'm afraid he won't come to any good end.

He was about to urge Lei Ying's life magic power to hide his body shape. Suddenly, his mind moved and changed his mind.

At the next moment, he rose to the sky and swept over the Moyuan.

Many of the surrounding apostles roared and followed like a shadow.

Although the apostles looked extremely bulky, they acted extremely flexibly.

One person in front and many apostles behind, like a meteor and arrow shower, pierced through the darkness.

The movement below soon startled the Mohists who were practicing above. The deep roar frightened countless people. They walked out of the stone chamber and looked down. They didn't know what had happened.

Soon, a strong Mohist at the bottom saw an incredible scene.

In the darkness, a figure rushed out of the depths of the ink abyss, and behind the man, a large figure chased out with a loud roar.

"The Apostle?" The strong man of Mohism suddenly shrunk his eyes and couldn't believe that he could see this legendary existence in his lifetime.