There is no way out for the two results, and the final fate that will not return to the gate is death.

Yang Kai frowned slightly. He could understand that he died at the hands of the Mo clan on that unknown battlefield, but he died at the hands of the same clan...

But in a blink of an eye, he realized what was going on the battlefield.

In that place, being moistened should be very common. Facing Motu, my fellow disciples in the past would not show mercy.

But Yang Kai still didn't understand: "No one can survive?"

"On that battlefield, death is only a matter of time. Stepping out of the Pass and never looking back forever is not just a saying. It has been hundreds of thousands of years since the establishment of the Pass. However, over the years, there has never been a precedent for those who step out of this Pass. Therefore, the blessings of various caves need to cultivate a large number of talents in order to continuously invest in that battlefield."

Yang Kai silently asked in a low voice: "His Mr. Xu Ling from Yin and Yang Tian went to that battlefield?"

The eighth-grade Supreme Master shook his head and said, "I have been in seclusion for many years and I don't know Mr. Xu Ling. But hundreds of years ago, there were indeed a group of disciples in Yin and Yang Tian who had crossed the pass."

A question in my heart finally got the answer.

During the Yin-Yang Heaven, Yang Kai failed to see Mr. Xu Ling, which made him very surprised. After all, Qu Huashang was imprisoned for a hundred years and was about to expire. Mr. Xu Ling suddenly disappeared without reason.

The answer given by Yin and Yangtian was that Mr. Xu Ling performed the mission of the master, but now it seems that as early as when they were separated from each other, he left the three thousand worlds with the people of Yin and Yangtian.

Those who went there together should also be Qingkui and Su Yingxue.

"Although for some reason, no one has ever returned to the outside of the pass, but occasionally when the pass is opened, some information can be transmitted over there. The information about the Mo tribe from Dongtian Blessing Land was transmitted from there."

"The strength of the Mo Royal Clan is comparable to that of the ninth-grade Kaitian. It would be fine if it were just like this. She has been imprisoned for so many years and her strength has plummeted. With the current foundation of various caves and blessings, it is not difficult to deal with her, but it only needs to pay some price. Only one thing that makes people most afraid of is that the royal clan has a secret technique, which even the eighth-grade one cannot resist. Once she gets hit, she will be transformed into a Mo disciple in an instant and is loyal to her."

This information is never sent back from the pass, and it is also exchanged for blood and life for countless years.

This is what Yang Kai has seen now.

The royal family of Mo used the royal clan's secret technique. In an instant, five eighth-grade Kaitian turned into Motuo, which made everyone else in a panic. No one knew whether there were other Motuoes hidden among the five exposed Motuoes.

However, everyone had expected this situation, so when Nara Shengtian's eighth-grade Supreme is trying to be detrimental to Yang Kai, someone came to rescue him immediately.

The current situation is also the result they must bear in this battle.

"She is poor in skills!" The eighth-grade top who was standing beside Yang Kai exhaled gently, as if she had let go of a big stone in her heart, and finally guarded the clouds and saw the moon brightly.

In the information they received, the royal family would never use the secret technique unless they had to, because although this secret technique was unparalleled, it also consumed huge amounts of money on the royal family itself. It was a secret technique that was determined and either life or death.

Now that she has performed it, it means she has been forced into a desperate situation.

Yang Kai looked up and saw that the royal family of Mo who were lying in the void was filled with an extremely weak aura. The magnificent will that had been filled with the void was also illusory at this moment.

Yang Kai was in awe.

Many eighth-grade supreme people from all over the world had already expected this situation before joining the war. Each of them was mentally prepared to be mohua. Only by forcing the royal family to use that secret technique can they have the hope of real victory.

No one knows whether it is themselves who are transformed into the world. Everyone in this journey is mentally sacrificing themselves.

The secret magic powers bloomed, the power of heaven and earth was reckless, and the universe was overturned. When Yang Kai spoke with the eighth-grade Supreme, the five people who were Mo Hua were surrounded by groups. The originally close comrades-in-arms now became enemies facing each other with swords, and they acted ruthlessly and without any mercy.

There is no way to show mercy. Unlike those seventh-grade Kaitian who were transformed into ink, the eighth-grade supreme people could subdue them and capture them, and then send them to Yang Kai, and let him activate the light of purification to correct the source.

All the eighth-grade supreme people have a high level of cultivation and cannot be captured alive. If you want to deal with them, the only way is to kill them!

They have already made this mental preparation.

The five people gathered together, rushing left and right, using their magical powers and magical phenomena, fighting with the rest of them.

When blood splattered, someone was finally injured. One of the five people was cut off one of the arm and staggered. Before he could stabilize his body, two powerful secret techniques hit his body.

The octogenarian didn't know which family he came from, and his cultivation was really powerful. Even if he suffered this severe injury, he did not die. He just described himself as being embarrassed and covered in blood.

He seemed to feel no pain, his face was dull, his body shook, and an extremely dangerous aura suddenly spread.

That is the act of self-destructing the little universe.

Seeing this, everyone around hurriedly retreated.

The simple self-destruction of Xiao Qiankun may have no deterrence to many eighth-grade tops, but the self-destruction of Mo Tu cannot be ignored. Once he explodes, the power of the ink in Xiao Qiankun will be extremely threatening.

The void shook violently at this moment. When the small universe collapsed, Lingzhou, filled with ink power, spread out, chasing the fleeing people like a tsunami, trying to wrap them into it.

Finally, everyone saw the opportunity quickly, and no one was stained with the power of ink.

But when he turned around, the other four eighth-grade ranks transformed into moist all flashed to the side of the moist royal family.

The fierce battle just now left them full of injuries, but their expressions were firm and their eyes were persistent, as if the most devout believers were protecting their gods. Even if the sky collapsed and the earth broke, outsiders would never be allowed to harm the royal family.

The many eighth graders who remained clear and clear were heartbroken. Although they were mentally prepared, when they had to kill their fellow soldiers, Gujing Wubo's mood would be affected.

The weakness of the royal family of Mo was clearly visible. She seemed to have no strength to straighten her body. Her huge spider-like body crawled on the spot without moving, but her eyes were extremely resentful and stared at everyone.

Brush brush...

Figures rushed from the outside, with eighth and seventh ranks. Hundreds of people turned into a huge encirclement, wrapping the place where the Mo tribe is located so airtightly.

This time, she couldn't escape.

Yang Kai turned around and looked for it, and saw Lan Youruo in the crowd.

Her face was slightly pale, and her clothes were stained with blood on her chest, but it seemed nothing serious, which made him feel relieved.

In the face of desperate situation, the royal family of Mo laughed softly, and their voice was still pleasant: "Do you think you won?"

No one answered her, hundreds of eyes staring at him coldly, each pair of anger burning with hatred.

Although the battle to encircle her did not take much time, every family suffered huge losses. Even the eighth-grade Supreme One fell swoop in this battle, which was something that had never been encountered in countless years.

But compared to the efforts, it is still worthwhile to wipe out a royal family of Mo here.

After all, this is equivalent to the ninth-grade Kaitian existence. If it weren't for being imprisoned for countless years and his strength had plummeted, no matter how many people were, they would probably not be able to do anything to her.

"If you want to kill me, hurry up and start!" The Mo clan suddenly roared, "Look at whether you can laugh after I die!"

That being said, she obviously didn't plan to sit and wait for death.

A Mo Tutor who was guarding her suddenly shook his body, stood in front of her, and raised an arm.

The Mo tribe opened his mouth and bit it. The cherry mouth turned into a hideous kiss. He bit off the eighth-grade top-super's arm in one bite, and the mouth was covered with blood. She chewed it casually for a few times and penetrated her stomach.

The weak aura quickly recovered.

She opened her mouth again, but then she bit off half of the eighth-grade chest.

"Uncle Master!" Among the crowd, there was a seventh-grade Kaitianya who was furious and his eyes were red. The eighth-grade who was eaten by the Mo clan was the elder of his sect.

"Kill!" An angry shout came from the crowd, and I don't know which emperor gave the order.

The royal family's secret techniques consumed a lot. Now that they paid such a price, they finally forced her to use them, and they would never give her a chance to recover.

The Mo clan was very fast, and he ate the entire eighth grade in just a few bites, and his weak aura was greatly restored, but that was all.

A series of secret magical powers turned into overwhelming light, rushing towards the place where the Mo tribe is located, instantly submerging that area.

The only three eighth-grade Mo disciples left to activate their magical powers and magical images to protect the Mo clan, but after only less than three breaths, the magical powers and magical images of the three people were shattered and they were injured at the same time.

One wave of attacks has not yet been settled, and another wave has risen again and continues.

A moment later, the aura of the collapse of the small universe came out, and three consecutive waves were heard.

The three eighth-grade motuos fell. Faced with such overwhelming attacks, they had no intention of escaping, and only death awaited them.

Everyone took action more and more fiercely, as if they wanted to pour out all their anger.

The mournful screams of the Mo tribe sounded. Although she had ate the flesh and blood of an eighth-grade Kaitian and recovered some strength, it was far from enough to allow her to activate the royal secret technique again.

The only thing waiting for her ending is death.

The dazzling light gradually stopped, and the aftermath of the energy riot spread. Everyone looked around and saw that the Mo clan was covered with wounds, and his pretty face was in a mess at this moment, and even his long feet were broken.
Chapter completed!