The void is vast and vast, profound and quiet.

From the outside, the battlefield of Mo is not much different from the Three Thousand Worlds, but along the way, Yang Kai could feel the danger hidden in this world.

There are many star continents, or Lingzhou, distributed in the void, with traces of living creatures vaguely on them. Yang Kai dared not approach them, so he avoided them from afar.

However, whether it is the Star Continent or Lingzhou, from a distance, they are filled with the power of ink.

This is the hinterland of the realm controlled by the Mo tribe. If you want to rush to the nearest pass under the control of Dongtian Blessing, Yang Kai estimated that it would take at least ten or twenty days for him to take at least ten or twenty days, and the road is destined to be smooth, and no one can tell what danger he will encounter.

Mengqi felt that Yang Kai could not reach the nearest pass safely. On the one hand, he was not strong enough, but on the other hand, he knew much more than Yang Kai.

Even at his peak, with Yang Kai's conditions, it would be impossible for him to escape from the heart of the Mo tribe.

But he didn't pour any cold water on Yang Kai, people always have some hope.

At some point, Yang Kai's eyes were suddenly attracted by a strange scene in the distance.

In the distant void, there is a huge Lingzhou stretching across, and above Lingzhou, there is an extremely strange existence.

Yang Kai looked carefully and found that the strange thing looked like a huge flower bud, but it was pitch black all over, giving people an extremely evil and weird feeling.

The bud seemed to be alive. When it relaxed and closed slightly, the strong power of ink surged out of the bud and filled all directions.

Perhaps because of the existence of this strange flower bud, the void of the Lingzhou area, which is a radius of millions of miles, is actually filled with the power of ink.

What is this? Yang Kai was slightly surprised. Meng Qi never mentioned this to him.

He didn't dare to go forward to investigate casually, and watched from a distance for a while. He really couldn't see any name, so he could only escape again.

Although I did not encounter any danger along the way, the void was not a safe place.

Along the way, there are occasionally large pieces of ink power remaining in the void, like ink clouds.

Yang Kai finally understood why Mengqi didn't escape with him. Although he was in the seventh grade, the small universe was already incomplete. The small universe was incomplete, which meant that there were flaws. Even if he could safely come out of that secret realm, he would easily be transformed into another in such an environment.

Once such a thing really happens, the consequences will be unimaginable. At least, Yang Kai and him will have to fight again.

This hinterland of the Mo tribe is not something that warriors can stay for a long time. Without treasures like the Four Pillars of the Qiankun, even if the eighth grade comes here, there is a risk of being transformed into ink at all times.

But such an environment is like a fish in water for the Mo tribe or the Mo disciples.

Yang Kai walked and hid all the way, and his itinerary was slow.

This is also impossible. According to Mengqi, his identity here is now a masterless slave. Such a person is easily targeted by the Mo clan. He either takes it as a slave or treats it as food, and there is no second way to go.

He did not dare to meet any Mo tribe at all, and his divine thoughts kept monitoring all directions. Any movement was enough to make him extremely alert.

Although he was careful enough, the accident still happened suddenly.

On this day, when Yang Kai was flying forward, he saw a huge and luxurious tower ship flying towards him from afar.

The Mo tribe also has flying secret treasures. They may not be proficient in refining weapons, but among the Mo disciples who have been transformed by Mo for countless years, they have talent. It is naturally no problem to refine some flying secret treasures.

He has also seen many flying secret treasures of the Mo tribe these days. It can be said that the shapes are different. The shapes of the tower ship in front of him are considered normal.

Some flying treasures have extremely strange shapes.

However, without exception, the flying secret treasures of the Mo clan are extremely huge.

Yang Kai understands this. The six Mo tribe lords discovered in that secret realm before were all like little giants. They are more than several times larger than normal humans, so their flying secret treasures will naturally not be much smaller.

Generally, there are strong men of the Mo clan in charge of this huge flying treasure.

Seeing this, Yang Kai dared not stay where he was. While watching from the left and right, the laws of space were activated, and his body disappeared instantly.

He didn't dare to teleport too far. He was not familiar with the heartland of the Mo tribe. If he accidentally broke into something that shouldn't be penetrated, it would be a waste of time.

Therefore, the direction of his teleportation was where the cloud of ink was within his vision.

Many such mo clouds are filled with them in the void, and it is easy to hide their bodies. Before, Yang Kai encountered the Mo tribe's flying secret treasures several times, he avoided this way.

The Mo tribe who passed by would not carefully investigate anything. After all, there was not much danger to them here, and Mo Yun could be seen everywhere.

But this time, luck seemed to run out.

Yang Kai teleported to Mo Yun and felt something was wrong.

There were a few breaths hidden in Mo Yun, as if he had noticed his sudden intrusion and instantly surrounded him from all directions.

Yang Kai was shocked.

Before he could activate the law of space again, he was surrounded by people, and divine thoughts locked his body.

Two sixth grades, two fifth grades! Yang Kai raised his eyebrows and inferred the opponent's cultivation from the power fluctuations of the surrounding warriors.

It is not only Kaitian Realm but also appears in such a place, but it is undoubtedly Mo Tu.

It would be fine if it was just Mo Tu, but the key was that Mo Tu would not leave his master when he was free. In other words, the masters of these four Mo Tu were definitely in this Mo Yun.

Sure enough, just as the four of them surrounded Yang Kai, a huge figure stepped out from the depths of the mo clouds and slowly came to Yang Kai's eyes, looking down at him from a high place. There was a sense of novelty and a faint surprise in his eyes.

Yang Kai's mouth was filled with bitterness and he ate Coptis chinensis.

He was determined to start a sudden attack and drove the Motu and the Mo tribe in front of him, but he was concerned about the tower ship that was passing by nearby!

In his eyes, the two sixth-grade Motuos and two fifth-grade Motuos were nothing. The Mo clan who came did not seem to be too powerful. At least it did not give Yang Kai a sense of oppression, and it could not be compared with the several lords he had met before.

However, there will definitely be a lord-level Mo clan on the boat. Once an impressed person occurs, he will inevitably startle the other side. If the roots cannot be eradicated, there will be endless troubles.

It is impossible to run away. When the Motu saw that the Mo tribe had the courage to escape, this was a question that could not be explained. Among the Motu he came into contact with, all the Motus were supreme.

Once this is done, it will inevitably lead to endless pursuit.

Yang Kai pressed the murderous intent in his heart, and a trace of panic flashed across his face. Under the gaze of the Mo clan, he took a few steps back in fear.

The Mo tribe looked at him with great interest and asked, "Where did it come from?"

A strong sixth-grade Kaitian next to him replied, "I don't know, I suddenly broke in." He turned to Yang Kai and asked for the Mo clan: "Where are you from? Where are your masters?"

Yang Kai thoughts a lot and said without hesitation: "Come from the battlefield, I don't have a master."

Since the Mo tribe has been fighting with the Cave Heaven and Blessing Land for many years, the front line of the battlefield must be extremely fierce. Although Yang Kai has never experienced such a war, he guessed that in every battle, someone would be eroded by the power of Mo and turned into Mo's disciples.

Such a Mo people have no choice but to return to the pass guarded by the blessings of the Cave Heaven. They can only escape to the hinterland of the Mo tribe to seek self-protection.

This is also the statement that Yang Kai thought of in advance along the way. He was originally prepared just in case, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

He didn't know if there would be any flaws, but after he said this, neither the Mo tribe like a little giant or the Mo disciples, nor the few Mo disciples, obviously he did not have any doubts.

The Mo tribe even showed a look of extreme joy and said in a buzzing voice: "I'm lucky, there are such good things that I'm going to encounter."

While speaking, he came with his big hand, grabbed Yang Kai with his head and said, "Since there is no master, then from now on, I will be your master!"

Yang Kai forced himself to dodge because he did not feel the murderous intent from the Mo clan. What's more, there are only two sixth-grade Mo disciples around the Mo clan, and two fifth-grade men. It is estimated that his strength and status are not very good. A sixth-grade man should be quite attractive to him.

A big hand like a palm-leaf fan covered Yang's head, and a rich ink power surged out to wrap him. Yang Kai did not move at all. The ink power invaded the small universe and was sealed by Tiandiquan.

However, Yang Kai let Mo Zhi power cover his eyes at the right time, and his body trembled slightly.

After a while, the Mo clan took back his big hand, looked up and down at Yang Kai, nodded slightly, looking very satisfied.

"From now on, you will be called..." The Mo clan said, as he seemed a little confused, and scratched his face and asked a sixth-grade Mo disciple: "What's the name?"

The sixth-grade ink disciple respectfully: "Wuwu!"

"Ah, yes, Wu Wu!" The Mo clan curled his lips, a little impatient, "You human things are troublesome."

Yang Kai didn't know why he suddenly got a new name, but he could only passively accept it.

The sixth-grade Mo Tu seemed to see his doubts and pointed at himself and explained to him: "My name is Jiayi!"

He pointed to the other people and introduced: "B, second, third, and fourth!"

Yang Kai was speechless. It turned out that this was the name. It was probably because the Mo tribe was too lazy to remember the name of his slave, so he thought of such a simple method, perhaps it was suggested by the Mo disciples.

A and B and II are both sixth grades of Kaitian, while C and Ding are fifth grades.

Among them, B and II are a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard, C and I have a slightly bloated woman, and Ding Si are a short old man.
Chapter completed!