At that time, it was just a lesson for Jiuyan, but I didn’t want to make a saying!

He hasn't killed many Mo disciples in the battlefield of Mo for so many years.

After all, he can activate the purified light. If conditions permit, when he meets Mo Tu, he can completely save the person.

Chen Ao, Ning Qizhi, and Qi Taichu were all rescued by him. However, after years of war, the only seventh-grade three who were rescued were left, now Chen Ao, who was killed in battle. Ning Qizhi and Qi Taichu died one after another.

The two of them died in battle and died to the point.

Yang Kai never thought that one day he would be forced to kill the robes that fought side by side as he taught Jiuyan a lesson, and take good care of him!

Not to mention that Yang Kai has no yellow crystals and blue crystals in his hands now. Even if he can activate the light that cannot be purified, he will not have a chance.

After all, the other party is an old eighth-grade brand, with strong strength and a deep understanding of the light of purification. After being transformed into ink, he will fight to the death, so how could he give him the chance to purify himself?

The situation is so critical now, so we must fight quickly and decide quickly, so that we may go to the Demon-Sealing Land to stop another Mo disciple!

The whole person turned into a stream of light, and the Taoist realm was intertwined. The power of Yang Kai's shot exceeded any shot he had used in the past, causing the laws of the entire ancestral land to be turbulent.

"Please die!"

Yang Kai's roar of grief and anger resounded throughout the world, and the sadness of that sound was like a crowed cuckoo with blood.

"It's very good!" Lu An, who was fighting with Honghu, laughed loudly, not facing the terror of death. With his hands open and closed, all kinds of mysterious secret techniques of Yin and Yang Heaven were used, turning the huge sky into the two forces of Yin and Yang. The two forces of Yin and Yang were like a scissor, strangling towards Honghu wildly.

Before he died, he would take the swan to bury him to relieve the pressure on his companions.

The swan cried, and the dazzling white light protected her body. The power of the Holy Spirit almost reached its limit. At this moment, she was forced to appear in her original body.

It was a pure and flawless thing, looking like a phoenix or not.

Raoshi's strength is slightly stronger than Lu An. With the opponent's desperate efforts, he dared not lightly and could only defend with all his strength.

The Yin and Yang clips were twisted through the void, and the divine light of the protective body outside the swan's body was instantly broken, and the feathers were flying all over the sky. The swan suffered and blood spilled in the sky.

But finally blocked this fatal blow at a critical moment.

At the moment when Honghu was injured, a spear had already passed by Lu An.

The sky was covered with black and white, as if it had been cast as a detent spell, and instantly stagnated, and the noisy and fierce battle also calmed down at this moment.

Yang Kai turned his back to the figure of the elder, burst into tears, his hands holding the gun tightly, and blue veins rose up.

"Hey!" Lu An sighed slowly, "The battlefield of the Mo has been fighting for six thousand years. When you come old, you will not be safe in your later years, and you will have no face to face the ancestors of Yin and Yangtian."

Yang Kai then turned around slowly, looked at Lu An, and bowed deeply.

He had heard that when Mi Jinglun recovered the Dayan Pass, he left all the Mo clan with the seventh grade left behind. Because those Mo disciples were eroded by the power of ink for too long, they used the power of ink to break through their own shackles, so they could not be saved in any case.

Even Xiang Shan didn't know how to deal with these mob disciples, so he could only report to the ancestor Xiaoxiao in the end.

The ancestor Xiaoxiao didn't hesitate too much. With one palm, all the ink was all over the ink.

However, before dying, the Mo disciples seemed to have returned to their true nature and gained liberation.

Now Lu An's way of doing this is clearly a sign of returning to his nature. After all, he has not been moxibusted for a long time. The eighth-grade Kaitian is also his own strength, which is much better than the Motus in those days.

"I will remember the elders' teachings and cares about them back then, and I will never forget them. I will send them to the elders here!" Yang Kai shouted in a low voice.

This eighth-grade Kaitian, who was born in Yin and Yang Tian, ​​took good care of Yang Kai when he first entered Biluo Pass. After all, Yang Kai was considered half a person from Yin and Yang Tian.

When he first arrived at Biluo Pass, because he was one of the four pillars of the universe and the Tiandiquan, the senior management of Biluo Pass had discussed whether to take Tiandiquan out of Yang Kai and hand it over to the eighth grade to control.

The Four Pillars of the Universe are so important to the human race, and they can play a greater role in the hands of the eighth grade.

During that discussion, an eighth-grade strongman named Tian Xiuzhu took Tian Diquan out of Yang Kai's side, and Lu An argued with him and asked Yang Kai to keep Tian Diquan.

However, since Yang Kai and Chenxi's team were transferred to form the Dayan Army, they have never seen Lu An again.

But he didn't expect to meet again in such a situation, and Yang Kai was forced to kill him.

After hearing Yang Kai's words, Lu An nodded and said hurriedly: "Ye Ming from Qingming Blessing Land brought a distraction from Mo to awaken the giant ink-colored god here. This thing was created by Mo when he was not imprisoned in his early years. Be sure to stop him!"

Yang Kai's face changed drastically when he heard this: "Mo's distracted?"

"Every giant ink-colored god can actually be regarded as the clone of Mo. The body is immortal. You only need a diversion to awaken it. The realm of the sky and the broken sky have a connection channel, but it is not stable. If the giant god here is alive, it should be combined with the Mo clan in the other part of the realm of the sky, and it can completely break through the channel!" At this point, Lu An's expression became dark: "I'll go..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes closed, he sat cross-legged, losing his vitality.

Yang's shot actually completely cut off his vitality, but he was strong, so he could not die for a while.

His words made Yang happy and made the swan beside him look so gloomy.

Everyone thought that the giant ink-colored god was a powerful creature created by Mo, but now after Lu An's words, those giant ink-colored gods were Mo's clones!

In the forbidden ban of the First Heaven, Mo Benzun cannot escape the trap, so he can send a distraction, and there may be room for control.

Thinking of this, the giant ink-colored god who came out of the Chutian Forbidden City back then was also one of Mo's clones.

No wonder the ink-colored giant god on the ancient battlefield has died for so many years and can still survive again.

Mo must have sent out more than one distraction without anyone noticing it. One of them entered the body of the giant ink-colored god in the ancient battlefield, resurrected it, and attacked it from behind, causing the tribe's expedition to fail.

There was also a man who was brought here by Lu An and Ye Ming from the Qingming Blessed Land.

The body of the giant god in the black color is immortal and he is distracted by Mo's spirit, so he will naturally be able to survive.

What made Yang Kai even more unacceptable was that the realm of the Sky and the Broken Sky were indeed connected. Although he had guessed before, he was just guessing, and he always had a hint of expectation in his heart. He guessed wrongly.

Now, this expectation has also been broken.

Fortunately, Lu An said that the connection channel was not stable, and the ink-colored giant god in the Demon-sealed Land needed to cooperate with the Mo Clan in the Sky.

As long as we can stop the awakening of the ink-colored giant god here, there is still a chance to remedy it.

At this point, Yang Kai finally understood why there was no large army in the Mo tribe, but instead sent eighth-grade Mo Tu to do it.

They had no way to enter the country at all, so they could only send two Mo disciples to awaken the giant ink god. Once they succeeded, unless a ninth-grade ancestor came to snipe, no one could stop the Mo clan's plan.

Can the ninth-grade ancestor come here?

It is definitely not possible. The battlefield in the Sky Realm is in a state of anxiety, and the human race is already at a disadvantage, and no one of the ninth-grade people can move.

All kinds of thoughts were surging in his mind, and Yang Kai rushed directly to the demon-sealing land. Honghu didn't care about healing his wounds and followed Yang Kai closely.

The Demon-Sealing Land originally had a ban set by dragons and phoenixes, but it was already unveiled back then. Now the entrance to the Demon-Sealing Land is a portal of great size, from which the ancestral spiritual power continues to evacuate.

Yang Kai and Honghu passed through the portal one after another and arrived at the Demon-Sealing Land. At first glance, they were both cold and cold!

The power of the ink-colored giant god ink, which was originally banned in the center of this place, was surging, and the ink color seemed as condensing as substance, and the powerful aura quickly revived.

It's late!

In other words, the awakening of the ink-colored giant god is easier than anyone imagined.

Ye Ming from Qingming’s Blessing Land did not enter here for a long time, and it only took half a day to finish it, but he had already sent Mo’s distraction into the body of the Mo’s giant god.

Ye Ming and Yang Kai didn't know him, but he saw it at a glance.

He fell on a hill, his breath was extremely weak, as if he had no essence and blood. He was left with only a layer of skin and bones, and he was breathless, and he was obviously not dead for a long time.

Originally, he was at the eighth level of the realm of the Heavens, he seemed to be an ordinary person who had never practiced before.

Seeing that Yang Kai and Honghu were coming together, Ye Ming tried his best to look up at him, showing an indescribable bitter smile.

Lu An only told Yang Kai that Ye Ming brought a distraction from Mo to awaken the giant ink god here.

But he never knew that with the eighth grade body, the distraction that carries Mo would have to pay a huge price.

Ye Ming’s current state is the price.

How powerful is Mo! It is transformed by the darkness of the first light in the world, and it is born from the world. It can be said to be an existence that transcends the Kaitian Realm. Even a powerful existence like the giant god of the ink can only be regarded as its clone.

Even if it is just a distraction, it cannot be carried by anyone.

Even if a powerful person of the ninth-grade ancestor level is borne by him, he will have to be seriously damaged.

Eighth grades like Ye Ming need to pay the price of life.

Knowing that he was about to die, Yang Kai couldn't help but sigh. He was familiar with Lu An and was forced to kill Lu An with his own hands. He was in a sad mood, but Ye Ming did not know him. After many years of war, he was used to the separation of life and death on the battlefield. Therefore, although he regretted that an eighth-rank Kaitian was about to die, he had no other feelings.

Looking at the giant ink-colored god whose breath kept swelling, Yang Kai tightened the spear in his hand: "Senior Honghu, you can take one step first."

Honghu turned his head to look at him: "Where are you?"

Yang Kai said: "Someone has to solve the trouble here."

“Are you sure?”
Chapter completed!