Martial Peak

Even though most of the traces are gone after decades, but Yang Kai still feels the tragic atmosphere here.

In the First Battle of the Skyland, the ninth rank of Human Race except Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing, and the remaining 33, all died in battle, and the contemporary dragon and phoenix queens died in battle.

Killing the forty-four Mo tribe kings, just the aftermath of the battle, caused the destruction of the millions of Mo tribe army.

What a tragic battle that was.

The battlefield of that battle, to be precise, is this place!

Although Yang Kai had not personally participated in the final battle, nor had he seen that battle, standing here now, feeling the traces of that battle, he can almost imagine the scene at that time.

At that time, the black giant spirit went from the broken sky to the airspace, breaking through the human army's defense line, and came here with a big hand penetrating the boundary wall, completely opening up the two passages, allowing the Mo army to pass through the two passages , Long drive straight into the wind and haze domain.

The human race is over, and the invasion of the three thousand worlds is a foregone conclusion.

In this situation, the ancestors of the Ninth Stage have two choices, one is to lead the army out of the airspace, save strength, in order to follow.

They are powerful, and they are all the top strengths of the human race. If they don't want to continue fighting, the Mo race has nothing to do with them.

But the nine products chose the second option.

Fight to death!

The thirty-three ninth ranks of the human race, without any pity for their hard-won cultivation base and long lifespan, brazenly launched the final attack on the Mo race powerhouses.

The Dragon, Emperor and Phoenix Queen followed closely.

In that battle, forty-five kings of the Zhanmo clan, except for the one who left the airspace and hunted down Yang Kai first, and the one who was sitting in the gate who did not return, the rest were all beheaded.

In that battle, the effort was huge, but it also removed obstacles to the future of the human race.

The ancestors of the Ninth Stage are taking their own lives in exchange for the younger generations, including Yang Kai, for room to grow.

Nowadays, after decades, Yang Kai is standing here, as if crossing time and space, witnessing the tragic and vigorous battle with his own eyes, which made his heart congested and the dragon veins boiled.

In the face of the thirty-three ninth ranks of the human race and the joint attack by the dragon emperor and phoenix queens, the Mo race must have also laid out a tight line of defense, but it is still difficult to block the human power.

The kings were beheaded clean, the surviving Ninth-Rank Human Race did not flinch, and continued to attack the black giant gods sitting here.

In the end none of them survived.

The record they left behind is still there. The black giant spirit is not intact, the huge body is covered with scars, and many realms are intertwined, making it difficult to heal its wounds, and the strong ink power flows from the wounds. After he came out, he was taken into his body by the black giant god, and the cycle went back and forth.

This is probably also the main reason why Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing can contain it across the border.

If it is intact, it would be difficult to keep it in place even if the two 9th-Rank human races take the lead.

It is precisely because of the hard work of those Ninth-Ranks that they did not fear life and death, that is why today's stalemate has occurred.

Yang Kai squinted his eyes, looked at the ink giant god, and snorted coldly, "Mo, you have today too!"

Every ink-colored giant spirit can be counted as a clone of Mo, but because Mo itself is too powerful and has a state of creation, its clone is also incredibly powerful.

Mo was too lazy to pay attention to Yang Kai. He had seen this human race kid when he recovered from the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit. He knew that although this guy was weak in strength, his escape ability was quite good. It wasn't that he didn't want to solve the other party, but people simply Don't give it a chance.

Now that it is held in place here, it is even less likely to have a chance to succeed.

Therefore, in the face of Yang Kai’s teasing, Mo didn’t mean to reply. What it has to do now is to accumulate strength and get rid of the ninth rank of the two human races. Once it can regain its freedom, no one in these three thousand worlds Can compete with it.

However, Yang Kai broke its restraint in the next sentence.

"Mo, I just came back from the first day of the Great Ban, and sent someone there by the way, guess who it is?" Yang Kai laughed.

Mo finally raised his eyes to look at Yang Kai, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter who you send to the past, Mu's back hand has been used, and the old man is dead. When my deity wakes up, the ban on the first day will be broken! "

Yang Kai slowly shook his head: "That's not necessarily true. Since I sent that person over, I'm naturally sure, that person... but your old friend."

Mo's face changed, and he quickly sneered: "You don't bluff me, my deity's old friend, there is no one who died early."

Yang Kai said leisurely: "Since your clone knows that Mu's back hand has been used, it should be clear that the old man delivered me something before his death. You are the ancient supreme, well-informed, so you can guess. What is that thing? Why did the old man give it to me before he died."

Mo silently said nothing.

Yang Kai continued: "How many years can your deity wake up? Thousands of years? Tens of thousands of years? The power left behind by Mu should be good? But I advise you, if you can wake up sooner, then wake up sooner. If it's late, It's useless even if you wake up."

Yang Kai also wanted to know how many years Mo's deity would fall asleep. Wu Kuang said that he could be promoted to the ninth rank within three thousand years, but if Mo's deity awoke before he was promoted to the ninth rank, then things would be troublesome.

When this situation really happened, Yang Kai could only find a way to send Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing over to see if he could help Wu Kuang.

But by doing this, the only two ninth-ranks on the human side will also be restrained, and accordingly, the ink giant **** in front of him can be free.

Mo silently said, "Who did you send over?"

Yang Kai laughed: "That person..."

"Don't talk to him more." A voice suddenly came from across the boundary, interrupting Yang Kai.

Yang Kai was startled at first, then he reacted, hesitatingly said: "Ancestor Wuqing?"

Wu Qing didn't reply, but the voice of the smiling ancestor came: "The power of the ink giant **** is very powerful, beware of being bewitched by him."

Yang Kai was overjoyed: "How are the two ancestors now, what are the major problems?"

He didn't expect that Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing could actually communicate with him across the border, but after thinking about it carefully, the big hand of the ink giant **** pierced through the two passages, and the two passages were always open. The two Ninth-Rank opposites It is not strange to be able to communicate with him.

The ancestor smiled and said: "We are very good, but you...hurry up and go back to the star realm, your women can miss you very much."

Yang Kai smirked: "My ancestors have seen them."

Xiaoxiao Old Ancestor said in a huff: "Naturally I have seen them before, and they were all incorporated into the Dayan Army." Not only did they have met, the witch named Yu Rumeng, who was the leader, was not at all polite to her. Every time she was asked to pay a husband out.

Looking back now, the ancestor Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to beat Yang Kai.

Wu Qing said: "Don't stay here too long."

Yang Kai nodded seriously: "The disciple understands."

Mo Jing waited for a moment, and couldn't help but interject: "Who did you send over?"

Yang Kai looked at it with a smile: "Why don't you tell me how many years it will take for your deity to wake up."

Mo stared at him deeply, and answered the wrong question: "Did Cang teach you the method of manipulating the Great Forbidden?" Otherwise, Yang Kai asked what his deity was doing. Obviously, he was afraid that his deity would wake up and break it. The first day of prohibition.

Yang Kai sneered: "Brother Mo, don't think about the control methods of the early days of the Great Forbidden. Why don't you need to teach them to me."

Mo frowned: "What do you mean?"

Yang Kai looked at him contemptuously: "Because I would already be."

Mo's face changed, as if thinking of something, he said in a concentrated voice, "Who are you anyway?"

"Guess!" Yang Kai smiled at him.

Mo Qi was mad, it found that it was exhausting to communicate with the human race in front of it, and said silently: "I can answer your question, but accordingly, you have to tell me who you are."

Yang Kai was stunned. He didn't have any special intentions for talking nonsense here. The main reason was that if he wanted to use ink, it would be best if he could find out the situation of his deity. If he couldn't find out, it would be fine. Loss, a few words that are so cryptic may actually upset the other party.

It's just easy.

But I don't want Mo to be so uncomfortable.

Then I thought, this is not a child's temper!

No matter how old Mo is a supreme, and how many years he has lived, he has never experienced too much human feelings. The most obvious feature of such a child's temper is that he will keep exploring when he wants to know what he wants, and will never stop until he reaches his goal.

Yang Kai nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, but how can I be sure that what you said is true or false?"

Mo proudly said, "I don't even bother to lie to you! You can't determine the true or false."

Yang Kaixin thinks the same is true.

Wu Qing reminded again over there: "Don't disclose any secrets at will."

Yang Kai chuckled, "My ancestors don't worry, I have my own measures."

Wu Qing gave a hum and said no more.

Yang Kai looked at the ink and said, "Let's talk about the situation over your deity."

Mo sneered: "I don't bother to lie to you, but how do I know you will keep your promise?"

Yang Kai raised his eyebrows and said, "Should I swear a curse first?"

Mo's face suddenly became ugly: "Your human oaths are all shit!" Seeing this, it seems that he has suffered something in this regard.

Yang Kai shrugged and said: "Then there is no way, you can only take a gamble."

Mo stared at him deeply, as if to look deep into his heart, for a long while, before he said: "It's okay to tell you, the deity's side is as short as 2,000 years, and as late as 5,000 years, it will definitely be able to wake up."

Yang Kai frowned when he heard it: "The time gap is too great."

Saying it means nothing. If it is two thousand years, Wu Kuang will definitely not be able to be promoted to the ninth rank, but there is a lot of room for five thousand years.

Mo shook his head and said: "I'm just a clone of the deity, and I'm just an estimate of the situation on the deity's side. How can I know it so clearly, but before this deity was cloned in total, separated into three ways, and was hit by the back left by Mu Hands, they will definitely not wake up in a short time."