After so many years of confrontation and battles, except for some confidential information that only a few senior executives know, the people and Mohism are very familiar with each other's open means.

For example, the Mo clan can use the power of the innate domain master and the king-level monastery nest to create a fake king. This kind of thing is not a secret for the human race, and this matter was investigated by Yang Kai himself.

But even Yang Kai has never completely figured out how the Mo tribe used the innate domain master and the king-level mo Nest to create the fake king. It only knows that the birth of each fake king will be accompanied by the fall of many innate domain masters and the loss of a king-level mo Nest.

Until today, this secret has appeared in Wu Kuang's eyes low.

While he was watching, the innate domain masters who walked into the king-level ink nest one after another, their energy continued to shake and quickly disappeared. The innate nests of the king-level ink nests standing in the void were like hungry void giant beasts, smearing the innate domain masters who walked into it.

As the innate domain lords poured in one after another, extremely huge power was obviously accumulated in the ink nests of those kings.

Until a certain innate domain master entered it, the powerful aura continued to rise, and the power accumulated in the ink nest quickly passed away, and the aura of the innate domain master increased at an extremely astonishing speed.

The ink nest collapsed and disappeared without a trace. The original innate domain lord had become a powerful man at the level of a pseudo-king lord, with his powerful aura of the highest momentum without any concealment.

One pseudo-king lord after another was born...

Wu Kuang calculated silently. To create a fake king, at least twelve innate domain masters would have to sacrifice at least 12 innate domain masters, and the most were about sixteen. This number was not fixed, but it was roughly within the same range. The birth of each fake king would have a king-level ink nest that would be damaged.

In less than half a day, almost three hundred pseudo-king lords came out. They did not stop at all, as if they had already discussed it and rushed towards Chutian Daban.

Wu Kuang sighed in his heart, knowing that his good life is over...

As early as a few days ago, after the human race attacked the Buhuiguan War for the second time, the Mo tribe's senior officials gathered in the meeting hall of Buhuiguan.

Headed by the three Mo Clan kings, many pseudo kings were placed below, and the atmosphere in the hall was solemn and covered with haze.

In the past twenty years, the human race attacked the pass twice, and each time it caused huge losses to the Mo tribe. It would be fine for the first time. The human race caught the Mo tribe off guard with the tactic of the impact of the universe. This was something that no one expected. After all, this tactic had never appeared before, and it was really difficult to guard against.

However, in the previous Second World War, the Mo tribe was ready to deal with the impact of the Qiankun, and for this reason it did not hesitate to shrink its defense line, but still failed to reverse the decline.

The hundreds of millions of small stone tribe army brought great help to the human race and became one of the fundamentals of the human race's victory.

If Yang Kai can release hundreds of millions of Xiaoshi Clans at one time, it means that he has more.

Originally, the human army was coming in full force this time, and if you don’t go back to the gate, you will definitely win. Now, with the help of the Xiaoshi clan, it is even more powerful.

After that battle, even the stupid Mo clan knew that the development of the battle had exceeded their control. They realized that the Mo clan would eventually fall if he did not return to the gate, and the Mo clan would eventually go to the end...

For thousands of years, in the struggle between the people and Mo tribes, the Mo tribe has been taking the initiative and gaining an absolute advantage. However, in just a few decades, the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse. This ups and downs in the general trend are really unacceptable.

Among the three kings, only Monaya looked in good condition, and Mo Yu and Dialo were all breathless and coughed lightly from time to time.

In the two battles, Mo Yu and Xiang Shan fought two games alone. Although the latter was a new ninth rank, he was naturally not as good as the old king of Mo Yu in terms of strength and background. However, every battle was like fighting for his life. Even though Mo Yu was a little stronger, he was tortured to the extreme.

The human race has seen the shortcomings of the difficulty of healing the Mo clan, so many human race strongmen like to exchange injuries for injuries when fighting with the Mo clan.

The purpose of this strategy is very simple. If I am injured, I will take the healing pill. I can use my skills to cultivate myself, but if you are injured, you can only go to the ink nest and sleep...

However, in the face of this almost rogue strategy, the Mo tribe has never had a good way to deal with it. He can only be more cautious in the battle and prevent the tribe from succeeding.

But as the saying goes, there are only thousands of days to be a thief, but not a thousand days to defend against thieves. In the war, no matter how cautious it is, there are times when there are times when there are two wars, Xiang Shan was like this, which made Mo Yu suffer heavy damage. Of course, he himself did not have a good time. If he hadn't run fast at the last moment, Mo Yu would have even been sure to kill him on the spot!

The old king of Mo Yu barely crippled a ninth rank of human race, and his injuries were gained, but Diaro was more miserable. His injuries were entirely caused by the light of purification. Yang Kai, with the help of the long river of time and space, sacrificed two million small stone tribes at once and killed several fake kings in an instant. If Monaye hadn't rescued in time, there would have been only two kings of the Mo tribe.

The three kings and two of them were severely injured, so how could the word "tragic" be so miserable?

The pseudo-kings below were even more miserable. At first glance, Monaye saw that there were fewer familiar faces in his field of vision. Compared with the scene where the heroes gathered more than 20 years ago, there were no less than fifty fewer pseudo-kings!

In just two major battles, a total of fifty pseudo-kings died in battle, which was an unprecedented loss! No matter how many pseudo-kings in the Mo tribe could not withstand such torture.

Such a high-intensity battle does not require too much. As long as you do it three or five times, the Mo tribe will probably have no resistance. When the high-level combat power is reduced to a certain level, the situation on the entire battlefield will be difficult to support.

In the hall, the atmosphere was solemn, and the pressure of shame and war was like a mountain, pressing on the shoulders of all the strong men of the Mo clan.

"Sir!" Monaye turned to look at Mo Yu, and looked at him with a look of inquiries.

Mo Yu sat upright on his skeleton throne, his face slightly pale. He heard the sound and just raised his hand slightly and said weakly: "Come on."

"Yes!" Monaye responded respectfully. Although he was already the king's lord and was on par with Mo Yu in terms of qualifications, he always maintained his due respect for Mo Yu. It was nothing else. Over the years, Mo Yu gave him enough trust. As early as when he was just a fake king, Mo Yu asked him to take charge of the power of the Mo clan. Although part of this was because Mo Yu was not good at managing affairs, Monaye was still grateful.

The true king does not need to do everything himself, but knows people and makes good use of it.

After returning to Mo Yu, Monaye stood up and glanced at the many fake kings.

The pseudo-king lords looked terrified, and they all realized that Manaye had an important decision to announce. The kings probably had reached a consensus on this decision, and all they needed to do was to obey orders.

Sure enough, after a moment, Monaye gently spat out a sound from his mouth that made all the fake kings irritated.

"The next big battle is the time for the decisive battle!"

After saying this, Monaye stopped talking and allowed the pseudo-kings below to yell in a mess, feeling bitter inside.

He didn't expect the situation to develop to this point.

Originally, in his plan, even if the Mo tribe is not in the enemy, he will do his best to destroy the human army. As long as he does this, even if the human tribe does not return to the gate, he will not be able to threaten and expedition the Great Ban of the First Heaven.

For the great cause of supreme unifying the heavens, what can I do if the Mo tribe who did not return to the gate sacrifices all their lives?

Gathering all the forces and guarding according to the gate is a good countermeasure. Without returning to the gate, the Mo tribe has a certain geographical advantage. As long as it is operated properly, it will not be difficult to achieve this.

However, the development and tragic extent of the war were beyond imagination.

First, the human race's Qiankun impact tactics turned the Mo tribe army guarding the pass into a target for being beaten, and the Xiaoshi tribe army brought by Yang Kai offset the disadvantage that the human race's troops were far inferior to the Mo tribe.

Under the influence of such unexpected external forces, the only ending of waiting for the Guan Mo tribe is that the human tribe is constantly eroding its power during the wars, and the human tribe itself will not suffer much loss.

As long as the war is happening three or five more times, it will never be able to hold it again without returning to the gate.

Instead of being cut by the human race's blunt knife like this, it is better to give it a try. Perhaps there is still a chance to severely damage the human army. Don't ask for too many gains. As long as the current human army's loss rate exceeds half, the price paid by the Mo clan is worth it.

"Have you been quarreling enough?" After a long silence, Monaye suddenly shouted softly, looking at the many pseudo-king lords below with sharp eyes, "If you have any doubts, ask, what are you doing noisy?"

The noisy hall became quiet in an instant.

After a while, a pseudo-king lord said, "Sir, can you ask if the next battle will the two supreme clones take action?"

Monaye glanced at the fake king and said lightly: "Of course I will take action."

The pseudo-king lord looked shaking and saw the determination of the top leaders.

In the first two battles, the two supreme clones were always guarding both sides of the Buhui Pass. Although they had the means to provide long-range support, they never left the guarding place because they had to guard against the two giant gods in the Air Realm to come in, so their support was extremely limited.

But if these two supreme clones have to participate in the battle, it will be a veritable decisive battle.

It can be foreseen that when the two giant gods in the Sky Realm see the extraordinary movement of the Supreme Clan, they will definitely take action as soon as possible. They will come out of the Sky Realm, and the entire Buhui Pass will be exposed to their attacks. At that time, the king-level ink nest placed here will be destroyed in an instant.
Chapter completed!