If Yang Kai was only at the sixth and seventh level, Luo Tinghe would not be so embarrassed. Giving some treasures or giving him some advice on his practice is something he can do at will.

But Yang Kai's cultivation has been rising steadily over the years and has made rapid progress. He is now at the eighth level. Moreover, he is not an ordinary eighth level, but the eighth level that is about to reach the peak.

In terms of strength, Yang Kai, the eighth-grade, is definitely at the top of the same level of the human race, and even Xiang Shan cannot compare with him.

This made Luo Tinghe a little difficult. Since he was promoted to the ninth rank and was responsible for guarding the retreating Motai, he has been considering this matter and finally made a decision.

"After thinking about it, you have been traveling around more and you have encountered many dangers. It is better to give you a self-defense item. If you encounter danger in the future, you may be able to use it."

As she said this, she did not give Yang Kai a chance to refuse. She turned her slender jade finger forward, and the sea of ​​flowers covering the valley seemed to have been pulled by some kind of pull. In an instant, it turned into fluorescent light and gathered towards her fingertips.

The flowing light lingers and slowly gathers into the light and shadow of a butterfly. The butterfly is colorful and looks lifelike, flapping its wings gently, and has a sense of spirituality.

When the fluorescence disappears in the sky, the butterfly condenses completely.

It was not over yet. Yang Kai clearly felt Luo Tinghe's great power surge in the world, rushing into the butterfly at the fingertips. The small butterfly as big as a baby's palm, now became a bottomless pit, constantly devouring the power of a ninth-grade Kaitian.

Yang Kai was moved immediately.

Although he didn't know what mysterious secret technique Luo Tinghe had used, he could see that this senior, who was born in Yin and Yang Tian, ​​was injecting the foundation of his own small universe into the butterfly.

This undoubtedly caused great losses to her. If such a butterfly condensed by secret techniques is activated, her power will probably not be inferior to that of Yu Luo Tinghe himself!

It's really a treasure! As Luo Tinghe said, now he no longer needs to go to seclusion and practice, but only travels around outside. He was surrounded and suppressed by the strong Mo clans in his ancestral land. After going to Buhui Pass, he faced two kings of the Mo clan and countless strong Mo clans.

There are indeed many dangers encountered. If you have such a treasure to defend yourself, you can save your life at certain critical moments.

Not to mention anything else, if he had such a secret butterfly in the ancestral land that day, how could Diu have any waves?

With the infusion of the ninth-grade Kaitian Xiaohun, the secret technique butterfly became more and more agile, as if it was really coming alive, and was about to flap its wings and fly high.

A hint of fatigue appeared on Luo Tinghe's face.

After half an hour, Luo Tinghe took a long breath and cut off the connection between his own small universe and the secret art butterfly. He pointed his fingertips and the secret art butterfly flew towards Yang Kai.

Yang Kai spread his palms, and the butterfly flew into his palms, and the gorgeous light dissipated, turning into a butterfly-shaped crystal.

"If you encounter a crisis that you cannot resolve, you can sacrifice this thing. It has the power to take my full strength, but it can only last for thirty breaths, remember." Luo Tinghe reminded.

Although the butterfly was light, Yang Kai was in his heart. He could probably estimate that in order to condense the secret technique, Luo Tinghe had lost at least five to eight hundred years of Taoism. In other words, the foundation accumulated by hundreds of years of hard practice was only to condense such a butterfly, but the time it lasted for only thirty breaths.

In a sense, such a secret technique is extremely harmful to Luo Tinghe, but to Yang Kai, it is a real life-saving thing.

After solemnly putting away the secret technique butterfly, Yang Kai bowed and bowed: "Thank you for your kindness!"

Luo Tinghe smiled slightly: "You are now the pillar of the human race, so there is no problem." After pausing, he continued: "You are running around outside, and you know the current situation of the two tribes better than others. You might as well tell me, if the two tribes start a full war at this moment, how much will the human race win?"

Yang Kai pondered for a moment and said seriously: "The winning rate is actually very high, but the human race cannot only focus on the present..."

The human race is not without the confidence to start a war with the Mo race now.

Back then, Yang Kai took the initiative to give up his greatest advantage in the Xuanming Realm and set a precedent for peace with the Mo clan, just to create a relatively safe growth environment for the descendants of the human race, because he realized at that time that this was not a war where one person could control the situation of the war, and the human race needed more strong people.

Later, the scope of peace talks radiated to more large-domain battlefields.

More than two thousand years have passed, and the human race has risen by batches of rising stars, as well as the Star Realm and the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, and even his small universe, a group of geniuses have emerged.

Nowadays, there are more people in the human race, the ninth grade Kaitian.

It can be said that the current situation of the human race is much better than when he retreated three thousand years ago.

Once the war really starts, the human race has a great victory rate. If nothing else, he will not be able to stop him and he will be able to kill the enemy. If those Lords of the Ancestor and the Innate Domain are targeted by him, how many people will escape?

It is true that the Mo clan can create a fake king, but how could so many domain lords let them sacrifice?

So even if the full-scale war between the two tribes broke out at this moment, the human tribe's winning rate was more than 60% or 70%. However, we must be mentally prepared to pay a huge price. Perhaps in a battle, the current warriors of the human tribes will be reduced by more than half. In such a grand war that swept the two tribes, no one can guarantee that they will survive.

But how can the human race do what is going on before us? The root of the troubles of the Mo clan is in the Great Forbidden of the First Heaven. If Mo's deity does not eliminate it, even if the Mo clan that invaded the Three Thousand Worlds is killed, the troubles of the Mo clan will be difficult to solve.

The human race needs more power and stronger foundation to deal with worse situations that may occur.

The ink reduction platform is a means of preparation for this situation.

For the time being, time is on the side of the human race. The longer the time delays, the greater the advantage over the human race. But this kind of delay also has a limit. Once Mo's original deity completely wakes up, the human race has not found a way to deal with it. No matter how delays it is, it will be just a stagnation.

So without going back to the gate, Yang Kai was willing to use a thousand Mo disciples and a large amount of supplies to understand the hatred of the Mo clan encirclement and suppress him. It was not that he was easy to talk to, but now it was not a good time to completely break up with the Mo clan.

Speaking of the thousand Mo Tu, Yang Kai suddenly remembered that the thousand Mo Tu was still trapped in the small universe by himself, and had forgotten to release it from the General Administration Office before.

But there is no hurry, anyway, there is no danger of staying in my own small world.

After a long chat with Luo Tinghe for half a day, he analyzed the situation between the human race and the human race. Luo Tinghe couldn't help but nod.

Although she is in the ninth rank, she has been in charge of Qingyang Domain for many years and has been promoted to the ninth rank and is now here. She doesn't know much about the external situation.

Yang Kai is really too capable of running away, and others don’t have the ability to do so.

"I probably understand." Luo Tinghe nodded slightly and suddenly smiled: "You are so sure to win. In this way, have you found a way to deal with the giant ink-colored god?"

If the two tribes start a war, the biggest advantage of the Mo tribe is by no means a massive amount of troops and a domain master who exceeds the number of eighth grades of the human race, but the ink-colored giant god who was pinned by two ninth grades of the human race in the Sky Realm!

That is the strongest person who can truly influence the trend of the war between the two tribes.

The Mo tribe now has two giant ink-colored gods. One of them is restrained by A Er, so there is no need to worry too much. These two have been fighting for thousands of years and no one can do anything to each other. On the contrary, the giant ink-colored god who woke up from the Holy Spirit's ancestral land will be a devastating disaster for the human race once it escapes.

It was seriously injured before and was locked in place by two human ninth-grade human race using secret techniques. However, after recovering for so many years, the injury should be fine, otherwise Yang Kai would not have gone to the Sky Domain to give it a ruthlessness.

Once the Mo tribe reaches the critical moment of life and death, the giant ink god will never stand by and watch, and may have to use a move to cut off his arm.

It is difficult to compete with the human race's current strength alone.

But when Luo Tinghe heard that Yang Kai did not mention the ink-colored giant god at all in his words, he obviously had some response.

Yang Kai laughed silently: "The ancestor should be really quick-witted."

Luo heard the story and thought a lot, but he didn't ask anything more.

After a while of gossip, Yang Kai said goodbye and left. Luo Tinghe was meditating and practicing to make up for his own losses.

Yang Kai did not return to the retreating platform, but went directly to the void outside the sky. Yang Kai opened the door of Xiao Qiankun and released the thousand Mo Tu who were not in the refugee of Guanzhong.

Through the dispersion of the purified light, the power of ink in their bodies had disappeared completely. At this moment, they all looked ashamed when they appeared to face Yang Kai.

Especially at that time, they tried to escape and cause trouble for Yang Kai. If Yang Kai had not blocked the void with his space magical power, they would probably still be under the command of the Mo clan.

Yang Kai was not surprised by this and did not say anything more to them. He only gave them a direction and asked them to report to the Human Resources General Administration.

Thousands of people saluted each other, turning into streams of light and quickly disappeared.

...

It took several months to mobilize troops from the General Administration Department, and it is not easy to mobilize thousands of Kaitian Realm. You cannot draw from a battlefield, otherwise it may affect the situation on that battlefield.

There are also various personnel configurations, which are extremely particular.

However, before the human army arrived, a group of holy spirits came to Yang Kai to report it.

It was the group of holy spirits he brought out from Taixu Realm.

Since Yang Kai slashed the sword in the Xuanming Realm Formation, these scattered holy spirits performed much better on the battlefield. They were really afraid of Yang Kai's cruel means.

The sacred man on that day was comparable to a powerful man of the eighth grade of the human race. He was killed by Yang Kai, and the sacred man did not even have the chance to resist. No one wanted to do the same thing as the sacred man. Over the years, the human race had any invitations, and they would do their best to complete it.
Chapter completed!