Yang Kai looked at the third person again: "Where are you?"

The man raised his head and said, "Like the Golden Light Hall, after his ancestors were taken away, the Jinling Blessing Land sent some practice materials every year. After a few years, the strong men from the Jinling Blessing Land personally came to teach the disciples in their sect to practice."

Yang Kai nodded slightly and asked how many people, all of whom had been named by Jiuyan before.

The treatment of these forces from these people is naturally divided into two types. One is that there is no change, and the other is that they have received many cares from the Golden Ling Blessing Land. Not only after their ancestors were taken away, they have also given some secret techniques and secret scripts, but also given some practice materials every year, making it much more convenient for the younger disciples of these forces to practice than before.

Those forces that were taken care of had hidden these things before, for fear that the forces around them would know about jealousy and hatred, so everyone never knew that it was more than their own family who had won the favor of the Golden Ling Blessing Land.

But when Yang Kai asked this question at this time, it was obviously quite meaningful.

"Then do you know why Jinling Fudi treats you forces differently?"

Everyone was silent, and some of them were thinking, but they did not dare to comment casually. After all, too much words will lead to mistakes. Now, who dares to talk nonsense in front of the eighth rank?

Yang Kai didn't want their answer, and explained to himself: "You live in these three thousand worlds. Although there are dirty and vicious forces among many forces and frequent struggles, at most they are just a battle between one major domain, which is nothing more than grudges and revenge. But how can you know that there is another battlefield in a place that people never know about."

"A war is going on that battlefield about the survival of the human race!"

Everyone on the board was frightened.

From the mouth of an eighth-grade Kaitian, anyone can realize the seriousness of the problem, but what kind of battlefield is it that can involve such a huge problem?

This eighth-grade Kaitian even used the word "war"... instead of fighting.

Fan Nan couldn't help but exclaim: "Yang...Superior, this matter..."

Yang Kai raised his hand and stopped: "The left and right are going to send them over. If you don't tell them clearly now, they will definitely feel angry. What's the difference between knowing it earlier or later?"

Fan Nan thought it was the same. In the past, the news that the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land blocked Mo was because he was afraid that someone would not be able to withstand the temptation of Mo's power. Now the war in the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land was anxious, and the staff in the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land were not enough. He had to draw the fifth and sixth grade support from the second-class forces.

If they were really sent to the battlefield, they could not hide the dispute with Mo.

Thinking of this, Fan Nan stopped saying a word.

"Maybe you think I'm exaggerating, but I want to ask the previous question, have you never thought about why the inheritance of the Cave Heaven and Blessings for countless years have been so shallow? Yes, the Cave Heaven and Blessings are still huge and unshakable compared to the second-class forces such as you, but where have the sixth, seventh, and even eighth-class Kaitian trained over the years gone? They will not all stay in the sect and practice in seclusion."

Yang Kai had such doubts before, and he didn't believe that there were no such people in front of him.

Compared with the long years of the inheritance of the Cave Heaven and Blessings, the foundations shown by these top forces in the Three Thousand Worlds are a bit too thin.

"The Kaitian Realm has a long life span, and those with the fifth grade of Zhijin are expected to be the seventh grade of Kaitian. What is the fifth grade of Zhijin? Over the years, they have accumulated more seventh grade of Kaitian and dare not say, there are tens of thousands of people. But have you seen that there are so many seventh grade of Kaitian in that family? "

"No, no one has the foundation accumulated by the Cave Heaven and Blessing Land, most of the sixth and seventh grades Kaitian were sent to that battlefield! They fought against enemies you never knew, and there were many people who died and fell."

"There is no ninth grade in the three thousand worlds, because once the eighth grade Taishang is promoted to the ninth grade ancestor, he will still go to that battlefield and take charge!"

"There is a situation where the three thousand worlds can have the peace and the great contributions of all the great caves and the blessed lands are the fall of generations and their efforts to maintain."

"These... are something you never knew."

Yan Yi and others were surprised and suspicious as Yang Kai said something. Not to mention them, they were easy to be in. If Yang Kai had not seen the tragic tragedy of Mo Zhi's battlefield with his own eyes, it would be difficult to accept it if Yang Kai had not seen the tragic tragedy of Mo Zhi's battlefield in their position.

The blessed land of caves that were secretly resented and complained in their hearts was actually the guardians of these three thousand worlds and the vast universe. It was them who silently contributed behind the scenes to have the blooming flowers in all regions today.

This completely overturned their understanding of the blessed world of the world.

Yan Yi, who was born in the Golden Light Hall, asked with courage: "Senior, who is the enemy who fought against the Cave Heaven and Blessings?"

"Mo Clan!"

Everyone was confused.

Yang Kai said: "For countless years, the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land have blocked this news. Of course, you have never heard of it. But you only need to know that this is a great enemy that can completely destroy the human race! More than two hundred years ago, they broke through the first line of defense guarded by the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land. Now they are breaking the second line of defense in the Hunting Realm below the sky. That line of defense is also the last line of defense that our human race relies on. If the Hunting Realm is broken, then there will be no more blessings in the world, and no more than three thousand worlds, and you will naturally be gone."

Jiuyan, who was controlled by Yang Kai, was quite unwilling to be convinced. Perhaps seeing that Yang Kai was quite gentle and was not the kind of person who would kill him at any time, he spoke: "These are nothing but your family's words. How can I know the truth?"

Yang Kai turned his head to look at him, and Jiuyan's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were dodging.

Yang Kai suddenly raised his hand, and a ray of ink was covering Jiuyan. Jiuyan's souls all emerged, thinking that Yang Kai was going to kill him.

But when the power of ink covered his body, he had no sign of injury.

But soon, his face changed.

"This is the power of the Mo clan. The power of the Mo clan is extremely corrosive. Once it is contaminated, it will soon be completely eroded and become a Mo disciple. At that time, it will obey the Mo clan's orders!"

When Yang Kai spoke, Jiuyan felt something was wrong. Others didn't know the mystery. How could he not understand the evil of the power of ink? Being shrouded by the power of ink was indeed as Yang Kai said. He felt that his whole body and mind were eroded by the power of ink.

"Senior, please spare me, Jiuyan was wrong!" Jiuyan was so panicked.

Yang Kai ignored him and said to himself: "The power of ink has eroded the small universe. The top-grade Kaitian can also protect itself by cutting off the territory of its own small universe. There is nothing to do under the top-grade Kaitian. Once it is completely eroded, it will turn into a motu! There is no change on the outside, but there is a change in the inside, and the ink is supreme!"

"Senior..." Jiuyan yelled in horror. He had just been promoted to the seventh grade Kaitian, and his foundation was not stable. Xiao Qiankun was at a weak time. How could he block the erosion of the power of ink? Yang Kai's few words, he had already realized that his little Qiankun had been eroded.

Although Yang Kai said that he could protect himself by giving up his own territory, how could he bear it?

If he really does this, he will definitely fall back to the sixth level and never think about returning to the seventh level in the future.

"On that battlefield, countless soldiers were eroded by Mo's power and turned to serve the Mo tribe, fighting to the death with their former brothers! How could you ever realize the pain and helplessness of killing the closest dear and beloved person?"

Seeing Jiuyan’s hardship and listening to Yang Kai’s words, not only the people on the board, but also the sixth-rank Fan Nan and Xi Yuan, who were born in Jinling Fudi, were also heartbroken.

Although they knew some information about Mo, they had never been to Mo's battlefield. They really didn't know that the situation there was so cruel.

Yan Yi and others finally understood why Yang Kaicheng called the Mo clan a great enemy who could completely destroy the human race.

The power of ink... is so weird!

A seventh-grade Kaitian encountered such a hardship that even the power of Mo resisted, wouldn’t they be ruined if they were in the fifth-grade and sixth-grade?

Jiuyan's throat had already let out a low roar, like a wounded beast, and a trace of ink gradually emerged from the body. Darkness passed by deep in his eyes from time to time.

Yang Kai raised his hand and pointed it at his chest. Jiu Yanqing couldn't help but open his mouth. A mochi pill had been bounced into Yang Kai.

"Refined carefully." Yang Kai ordered, Jiuyan Ru Meng's pardon, and quickly sat cross-legged and began to refine the medicinal effect of the Mo-Driving Pill.

Yang Kai looked at Yan Yi and others again: "The cave world has protected the three thousand worlds for hundreds of thousands of years. It has been like this since they founded their own sect. Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, countless outstanding disciples have died in battle, and even the ninth-grade ancestor is no exception. Each of them is a hero!

"The news of blocking the power of Mo is helpless. If you wait for a few second-class forces who have been promoted to the seventh grade, you naturally need to make some efforts. If those who are taken away intend to fight the Mo clan to death and protect this world, they will be sent to the battlefield and fight with the Mo clan. If you don't intend to do so, you will stay in the Jinling Blessing Land to enjoy your life!"

Yan Yi and others suddenly realized and finally understood why all their ancestors were taken away, but Jin Ling Fudi's attitude towards them was completely different.

Those junior sects who are willing to go to the battlefield of Mozhi to fight with the Mo tribe will naturally receive more care. Those who do not have the courage to go to battle and stay in Jinling for retirement will get more benefits for their younger disciples?

Jinling Fudi will naturally not treat them particularly favorably.

Yan Yi suddenly remembered that Yang Kai pointed at him and said that the treatment of the Golden Light Palace was exchanged for his life by the old palace master.

He had some misunderstandings at that time, but now he finally understood.

"Originally... these things are not your turn. It's just that the battlefield has undergone a major change hundreds of years ago. A war is underway about the survival of the human race, so you need to wait for support! If you win this battle, the human race will rest assured. If you lose..."

Yang Kai sighed softly. If he loses, the three thousand worlds will probably be in peace. How many people will survive by then?
Chapter completed!