There is no way out of the two results, and the ultimate fate of not returning to the pass is death.
Yang Kai frowned slightly. In the unknown battlefield, he was killed by the hand of the Mo people. He could understand that, but he died of the hands of the same clan
But in the twinkling of an eye, he reflected on the situation on the battlefield.
In that place, it should be very common to be mo Hua. In the face of Mo Tu, former classmates would not be merciful.
But Yang Kai still some do not understand: "no one can survive?"
"It's only a matter of time before you die. It's not just a saying to step out of the pass and never return to the pass. It has been hundreds of thousands of years since it was founded. However, over the years, there has never been a precedent for those who set foot on the pass. Therefore, it is necessary to train a large number of talents in the great caves and blessed places, so as to constantly put people into that battlefield. "
Yang Kai was silent and asked in a low voice, "which battlefield did Xu linggong of yin and Yang days go to?"
The eight grade empress shook his head and said, "I have been closed for many years, and I don't know Xu linggong. However, hundreds of years ago, there were indeed a group of disciples who crossed the barrier of no return. "
In the heart a doubt finally has the answer.
In the Yin and Yang days, Yang Kai didn't see Xu linggong, which made him very strange. After all, Qu Huachang had been banned for a hundred years, and he was about to expire. There was no reason why Xu linggong disappeared suddenly.
The reply given by Yin Yang Tian was that Xu linggong was carrying out the task of his school. But now it seems that he left the three thousand worlds with the people of Yinyang heaven as early as when they were separated from each other.
Together, there should be Qingkui and Su Yingxue.
"Although for some reasons, no one has ever returned from outside the pass, but occasionally, when the channel is opened, some messages can still be delivered there. All the information about the Mohist people in Dongtianfudi came back from there. "
"The power of the Mohist royal family is comparable to that of Jiupin Kaitian. If it is just that, it will be all right. She has been imprisoned for so many years, and her strength has fallen sharply. It is not difficult to clean up her based on the current details of each great paradise. It just needs to pay some price. There is only one thing that people are most afraid of. There is a secret skill of the royal family, which can't be resisted even by our eight grades. Once you get hit, you will immediately turn into a Mo disciple and be loyal to her. "
This information is never sent back outside the customs, but also blood and life in exchange for countless years.
This is what Yang Kai is seeing now.
In a flash, the five eight grades of the king turned into ink disciples, which made all the rest of the world terrified. No one knew whether there was any other ink apprentice besides the five exposed ones.
However, everyone had expected this situation, so when the eight grade emperor of Luo Shengtian wanted to do harm to Yang Kai, someone came to rescue him immediately.
And the current situation is also the result that they have to bear in this war.
"She's poor in skills!" Standing by Yang Kai's side, the eight grade Supreme Master gently breathed a breath, as if to put down a big stone in his heart, and finally kept the clouds open to see the moon.
In the information they got, the royal family would never use the secret art unless they had to, because although the secret skill was incomparable, it also had a huge consumption on the royal family itself. It belonged to the kind of secret skill that was determined by one stroke, that is, life or death.
Now that she's done it, she's been pushed to the brink.
Yang Kai looked up and saw that the king of Mo, who was lying in the void, was filled with a breath of extreme weakness. Originally, he had been filled with the vast will of the void. At the moment, it was also illusory.
Yang Kai was in awe.
Many of the eight grade Taishang of heaven and fortune had expected this situation before they joined the war. Each of them had been prepared to be moralized. Only by forcing the royal family to display that secret skill, could they have the hope of winning.
No one knows whether it will be themselves who have been inked. Everyone in this trip has the mentality of sacrificing himself to be benevolent.
When Yang Kai talked to the eight grade Supreme Master, the five men were surrounded by groups. At the moment, their close friends became enemies of swords and swords. They were merciless and merciless.
There is no way to be merciful. Unlike those inked seven grade Kaitian, the eight grade supreme masters can still subdue and capture them, and then send them to Yang Kai, who can urge the light of purification to get to the root.
The eight grade supreme masters all have advanced accomplishments and can't be captured alive. The only way to solve them is to shoot them!
They are also ready for this psychological preparation.
The five of them are in a group, rushing from left to right. The magic power and Dharma are used by each of them. They can't get along with the rest of the people.
When the blood splashed, someone was finally injured. One of the five old men was cut off an arm, and his body was staggering. Without waiting for him to stabilize his body, there were two magic arts with great power on his body.
The old man didn't know which family he came from. He was very strong in cultivation. Even though he was badly hurt, he didn't fall down. He just described himself as embarrassed and covered with blood all over his body.As if he could not feel the pain, his face was numb, his body was shaking, and the breath of extreme danger suddenly spread.
It's an act of self destruction.
All around see this, hastily retreat.
The simple self explosion of the small heaven and earth may not have any deterrent effect on many eight grade supreme masters, but the self explosion of the Mohist can not be ignored. Once he explodes, the dissipation of the power of the ink in the small heaven and earth will pose a great threat.
The void suddenly shakes at this moment. When the small universe collapses, the spirit state filled with ink like power spreads out, like a tsunami chasing after the fleeing people, trying to wrap them into it.
Finally, everyone saw the opportunity quickly, and no one was contaminated by the power of ink.
But when he turned around and looked, the other four eight products who were inked all flashed to the side of the king of mo.
They were all hurt by the fierce battle just now, but their looks were firm and their eyes were persistent, as if the most devout believers were guarding their gods. Even if the sky broke, they would never allow outsiders to hurt the royal family.
Although they have been prepared for this, they will be shocked when they are forced to do the same thing.
The weakness of the king of Mo is clearly visible. She seems to have no strength to straighten up. Her huge body like a spider crawls on the spot and doesn't move, but her eyes stare at everyone with resentment.
Brush brush
There are eight grades and seven grades of figures coming from the periphery. Hundreds of people turn into a huge encircling ring, wrapping the place where the Mo nationality is located.
This time, she couldn't escape.
Yang Kai turned to look for, and saw the LAN you Ruo in the crowd.
Her face was a little pale, and there was blood on her chest and her clothes were dyed red, but it didn't seem to be a big problem, which relieved him.
In front of the desperate situation, the king of Mo was smiling softly, and his voice was still pleasant and pleasant: "do you think you have won?"
No one answered her, hundreds of pairs of eyes, staring at him indifferently, each pair had a burning flame of hatred.
Although it didn't take much time to encircle her, each family lost a lot. Even the eighth grade emperor fell in this war, which was something that had never happened in countless years.
However, it is still worthwhile to exterminate a Mohist royal family here.
After all, this is equivalent to the existence of Jiupin Kaitian. If it were not for the fact that she had been imprisoned for countless years and her strength had fallen sharply, no matter how many people there were, I'm afraid they would not have been able to do anything about her.
"If you want to kill me, do it now!" Mo suddenly hissed and roared, "see if you can laugh after I die!"
With all that said, she was clearly not prepared to wait.
Guard in her side of a Mo Tu suddenly body shaking, stood in front of her, raised an arm.
The Mo nationality opened her mouth and turned the cherry's small mouth into a ferocious kiss. With one bite, she bit off the arm of the eight grade empress dowager, and her mouth was dripping with blood. She chewed it at will and bolted it into her abdomen.
The weak breath recovered quickly.
She opened her mouth again, but this time she bit off half of her chest.
"Uncle!" In the crowd, there are seven grades of Kaitian who are about to crack their canthus, and their eyes are red. The eight grades, which were gnawed by the Mo people, are the elders of his clan.
"Kill!" A roar of anger came from the crowd, and I don't know which queen ordered it.
The royal family's secret arts cost a lot. Now I have to pay such a price to force her to use it. She must not be given the opportunity to recover.
The speed of Mo nationality is very fast, three or two people will eat the whole eight grades, weak breath can be greatly restored, but only so.
A series of secret arts and supernatural powers, turned into a flood of light, toward the place where the Mo nationality is located, and instantly submerged that area.
Only the remaining three eight grade Mo disciples urged their own magic Dharma forms to protect the Mohist people. However, they only insisted on the three rest time, and the three people's magic Dharma forms were shattered and their bodies were injured at the same time.
One wave of attack is not smooth, another wave rises again and again, continuous.
A moment later, the breath of the collapse of the small heaven and earth came out, three in a row.
In the face of such overwhelming attacks, they had no intention of escaping, only death was waiting for them.
The crowd was more and more fierce, as if to pour out all their anger.
Although she ate the flesh and blood of an eight grade Kaitian and recovered some strength, it was far from enough for her to urge the royal family's secret arts again.
Waiting for her end, only death.
The dazzling light gradually stopped, and the aftermath of the energy riot spread. People looked around and saw that the whole body of the Mo people was covered with wounds, and their pretty faces were in a mess, and even their long feet were broken.
She is still not dead, huge body crawling in place, turbid eyes are still resentful.
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