In Fenglan Domain, Monaye led many pseudo-king lords to come prepared. The giant ink-colored gods exerted their strength at the same time. Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing were outnumbered. Although they were not in desperate situations for the time being, in this situation, it was difficult to restrain the giant ink-colored gods.

Once the ink-colored giant god escapes the trap, the two ninth grades of the human race will be wasted for thousands of years of persistence. At that time, facing such a strong person, it is difficult for the human race to have a rival.

Back then, the Mo tribe was able to successfully invade the Three Thousand Worlds, and this giant ink-colored god made great contributions. If it hadn't been awakened from the Holy Spirit's Ancestral Land, rushed into the Sky Realm, and forcibly penetrated the channel connecting the Fenglan Realm, the various armies of the human race would have the capital to intercept the Mo tribe in the Sky Realm.

It was precisely because the passage connecting the Fenglan Domain was broken through that the human race's previous efforts were meaningless, which led to the magnificent war of many ninth-grade human races sacrificing their own lives, and then warriors from the Three Thousand Worlds began to migrate.

It can be said that the existence of this ink-colored giant god laid the foundation for the later pattern of the Mo tribe occupying three thousand worlds and the human race trapped more than ten large-domain battlefields.

Once such a strong man escapes from difficulties, he will definitely bring devastating disaster to the human race.

Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing have always been in Fenglan Domain, just to beware of such a thing happening. The Mo clan did not come to harass them before. One is that he does not have this ability. There are not many strong people on the Mo clan. Under the premise that the only king master is difficult to come forward, those innate domain masters could not make any waves in front of the two ninth grades.

Secondly, this ink-colored giant god itself suffered heavy damage in the war thousands of years ago and needed time to recover.

Now, the Mo clan has emerged one after another, and the injuries of the ink-colored giant god have almost recovered. The time has come!

The power of heaven and earth is ups and downs, the power of ink is surging, the strong are in conflict, and the void is shattered.

What collapsed together was the secret chain of the arm of the Locking Swab.

The huge Yin-Yang fish pattern was constantly rotating, and the power of the great way was spreading. While struggling to withstand the joint siege of the many pseudo-king lords, the two ninth-grade ones wanted to continue to stabilize the restraint of the ink-colored giant gods.

However, manpower is sometimes poor. How can they do it in such a situation?

Wu Qing roared and smiled and said, the two ninth-grade masters were extremely powerful, and they would never compromise even if they were in adversity, just like the many human ancestors who sacrificed their lives in the Hunting Realm back then.

Monaye smiled long: "The situation is like this, why both of you have to hold on? I have always admired the powerful people of the human race. Today is just a decent way of death for you!"

In the realm of the sky, the angry shout of the giant ink-colored god came from the same time: "Just because you want to bind me? Break it for me!"

As the shout came, the arm of the sky suddenly expanded and violent force was about to emerge. The secret chains that had been struggling to maintain were finally unable to bear this huge load. They collapsed and turned into fluorescent lights and drifted all over the sky.

The secret technique was broken, and Wu Qing and Xiaoxiao groaned at the same time, obviously receiving some backlash.

Monaye stood outside the battle circle, admiring the despair flashing in the eyes of these two human races, and feeling happy.

After many years of confrontation with the human race, the Mo tribe has not gained much advantage, but after this time, those human races who are still fighting stubbornly will eventually understand who is the master of the heavens!

Rumble...

The arms of the sky are being pulled back, indicating that the ink-colored giant god who has been held back for thousands of years has officially escaped.

For the human race, this must be a disaster and a huge disaster.

The despair in Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing's eyes became much stronger.

Monaye said coldly: "Don't think about escaping, both of you. The world has been blocked here, and you cannot escape with your strength!"

He even brought the formation used to deal with Yang Kai, because he was afraid that these two ninth grades would escape.

It is difficult to have such a chance to surround the ninth grade, and there are two of them at once. It is really a huge trouble for the Mo clan to run away.

When Monaye finished speaking, Wu Qing rushed towards him with his halberd, obviously intending to capture the thief and the king. However, his body moved, and he was stopped by two three-talent formations and fell into a bitter battle and could not escape at all.

Seeing this, Monaye's mouth curled up and his face was full of mockery.

The cage has been made, it depends on what you choose next! He thought to himself, hoping that you won’t let me down!

At this moment, Xiaoxiao suddenly shouted: "Go!"

The Yin-Yang Domain pattern suddenly rolled and closed. Under the turmoil of the Yin-Yang Dao, many pseudo-king lords were pushed away by Peiran Mo Yu's power, while she rushed straight upwards, Wu Qing held a halberd and followed closely behind.

The direction of the two people's impact was the place where the arms of the sky retreated, and there was a channel connecting the empty domain!

"Ha!" Monaye couldn't help laughing, with no surprise in his expression, as if he had expected this.

This is indeed the case. The response of the two ninth grade human race is long under his calculations.

The void here has been completely blocked, and so many pseudo-king kings formed formations to surround and kill him, and he, the king, personally took charge. It can be said that the two ninth grade human race have no capital to fight with them at all. If they continue to entangle, they will only be defeated one by one and fall here.

But Monaya is not very willing to take the risks.

He was sure to kill these two ninth grades here, but he didn't know how much the price would be. If the ninth grade was desperate, the fake king he brought would definitely die, and he might not have a good ending.

If you have such a layer of concern, you cannot force them too ruthlessly, and you dare not force them too ruthlessly.

As the actual controller who has been in charge of the Mo tribe's war for so many years, he also understands the principle that it is impossible to surround the army. Sometimes, letting the enemy go a long way can reduce a lot of losses for his side.

The giant ink-colored god escaped from the trap, and the arm of the sky that had been locked for thousands of years was retracted, and the passage connecting the domain of Sky and the domain of Wind and Lan did not disappear.

Under such a desperate situation, the two ninth grades of the human race have only one way out.

Break into the realm of space!

Everything is in the plan...

In the realm of the sky, the giant ink-colored gods have completely escaped. How could the two ninth-grade rush over rashly, and how could they end up? Then he will lead the fake kings to kill them. With the help of the giant ink-colored gods, he will take them down without any effort. It is naturally much better than fighting to death in this Fenglan Domain.

The two ninth grade human race don’t know what they are going to encounter, but in this situation, do they have to choose?

Stay here, there is no way out, sooner or later, be surrounded and killed until death, rush into the empty realm, put it to death, and then have a glimmer of hope.

The arm of the sky had already been retracted, and Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing also rushed into the passage, missing. Many pseudo-king lords followed closely and were about to rush in. However, Monaye shouted: "Wait!"

The pseudo-king lords stood firm.

Monaye looked leisurely and waited silently. He felt the violent fluctuations of fighting from the other end of the passage, and sometimes mixed with the muffled groans of Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing. It was obvious that these two men suffered a loss under the men of the giant ink-colored god who had escaped.

He sneered in his heart, so what about the ninth grade? In front of a powerful man like the giant god of the ink color, it is nothing after all.

When the ink-colored giant god appeared in the battle formation, the human race often needed to dispatch five or six or even more ninth-grade players to join forces to fight.

Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing are only two, so how could they be the opponent of the ink-colored giant god who has been raising their energy for thousands of years?

"Enter!" Monaye waved his hand and ordered that the reason why the fake kings waited was mainly because they were afraid that the two ninth ranks of the human race would not rush into the empty realm, but instead ambushed in the passage. If this was the case, it would catch them off guard.

Now that they have confirmed that they have rushed into the realm of the sky, there is no need to wait any longer.

Moreover, Monaya was worried that if he went too late, the two ninth grades would have the chance to escape. Although there were some arrangements in the Hunting Realm, he could not draw more powerful people after all, and it was difficult to be thorough. Although the ink-colored giant god was powerful, he might not be able to keep the two ninth grades.

In the passage, the pseudo-king lords flocked in. Behind the Manaya Palace, many powerful Mo tribes soon broke into the realm of Kong.

Looking up, I saw the towering giant ink-colored god standing there simply, two big hands covering the sky and the earth catching each other, and the two figures were flying like panic bugs in the void, hiding, in a mess.

The ink-colored giant god occasionally punched, and although he did not hit the enemy in a real way, the aftermath of the attack could shatter the void and make the two ninth-grade bodies roll.

Watching this scene quietly, Monaye ordered lightly: "Design the formation and surround and kill!"

The two ninth ranks of human race have reached the dead end, and the ink-colored giant gods are in charge here. One king and many fake kings join forces, and they are no longer lucky.

It was time to win the results. Monaye suddenly became a little excited. If Yang Kai was targeted this time, in the face of his own layout, would he have any way to break the situation?

It is easy to live in it, but Monaye can't think of any effective method. At most, it is not to come to the realm of the sky. If you fight a fish in the Fenglan Realm, you may cause some losses to yourself.

Unfortunately, the human race's killing star is basically confirmed now. He is trapped in the Qiankun Furnace. He may have fallen inside. He may have to wait until the Qiankun Furnace is opened next time to get out of trouble. But who knows how many years will it take for the Qiankun Furnace to be opened next time?

By that time, this world was already the world of the Mo clan.

Just as he was thinking this, Monaye looked at Xiaoxiao who was flying in a mess.

Xiaoxiao was also looking at this side, looking at each other, Xiaoxiao shouted in a coquettish manner: "Monaya, Yang Kai left something here in me back then, saying that it was a gift for you Mo tribe, let's continue!"

As she said something, she threw it out. It was a ball-like thing, without any fluctuations of power, and it was obviously not a secret treasure. To be honest, it was like a round lump of earth, which could be seen everywhere in that world of heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!