Martial Peak

The composition of the super large array is the innumerable array of mineral stars and floods.

The most effective way to break this super large array is to destroy the mine star in the black field. This is what Bai Fengfeng did before.

There are a lot of spiritual resources in the mine. These things belong to the Lingxiao Palace. They can't be handed over casually and must be left behind.

Lan Youruo’s arguments have been arguing for the right to vest in these resources for the Lingxiao Palace, and also to eliminate the result of the black prison resources being divided by the cave.

This is a good thing for the entire Lingxiao Palace and even the void. However, the formulation of a hundred-year plan is not necessarily good news for Yang Kai.

Can not save this time.

It takes time to crack the super large array, and the strong people of Dongtianfudi are prepared to have time. At the very least, they need to cultivate the Xuanyin bamboo into a certain scale in their own small Qiankun, so that they can have certain battles with the Mo people. Resist the ability of the ink to erode.

If Lan You understands this, he did not refute it because she knew that it was useless to refute herself in the face of the general trend. Now she can only pray that Yang Kai can stick to that time.

Soon, a large number of open celestial rushed to the black prison, these people are all people who have been transferred from their own ancestral halls, each with hundreds of thousands of people, all of which are four products. on.

The entire black field is divided into countless blocks, each of which is responsible for an area, mining the ore in that area, and cracking the many arrays hidden in that area.

The mines were destroyed, and countless black stones were mined. The people in the Lingxiao Palace were busy, collecting the black stones collected and sending them to the astral and handing them over to the general manager.

In the cage, Yang Kai confronts the Mo people.

The looseness of the super-large array has restored the freedom of the Mo people who have been imprisoned for countless years. This little freedom seems to be rare, but it is extremely dangerous for Yang Kai.

This freedom means that the Mo people have a certain resistance.

It is hard to imagine Yang Kai, the strength of this Mozu peak period, even though it has been imprisoned since ancient times, it has become weaker and weaker, and the power that can be exerted is by no means he can compete.

If it is not the big killer that controls the power of ink in the hands, he will have no power to fight back in front of this Mohist.

It is with the pure white light that is enough to purify everything, and Yang Kai can make a whole life.

Almost every moment, there is a harsh rubbing sound in the cage. It is the movement of the Mozu to cut the chain of the mystery with his sharp edge like a blade. It is probably trying to cut the chain that binds itself. Open, but the source of the chain is the manifestation of the power of the big array, the big array is not broken, how can the chain loosen?

Everything it does is destined to be in vain.

The strong ink power is filled in the cage. Only the place where Yang Kai is located is the last pure land.

He always maintains the white light in his hand, under the white light, turning into an invisible and strong barrier, blocking the power of ink.

Although there is the guardian of this pure white light, Yang Kai does not know what threats he will bring to himself, but in this cage, the danger is not limited to the power of ink.

He always keeps his vigilance.

The harsh rubbing sound continued, disturbing Yang Kai’s thinking. Everything seemed to be as usual, but from the endless darkness, it was silent, but it was enough to destroy the destruction of the earth.

Darkness became the best cover, and Yang Kaicai reluctantly reacted until the attack almost came.

The hard dragon scale instantly appeared on the surface of the body and turned into a strong protection. At the same time, Yang Kai’s white light was shining. With the moment of the explosion, he saw a sharp and long cut towards himself. In front of you.

Yang Kai hastily retreated.

Despite the rapid response, he was still injured. The dragon scales covered by the body surface could not withstand the thunderous blow. Yang opened his body and fell, his mouth squirted blood, and a long-length wound in the chest and abdomen could almost see the inner visceral internal organs.

If he is only a little bit late at night, he is only afraid to be blocked by two.

In the midair, the white light in the hands of Yang Kai was blasted out, like the sun falling, hitting the huge body of the Mo people straight.

The screams of screaming screamed, and when the Mo people screamed, the curse in the mouth continued, clamoring that one day, one day, Yang would be smashed and smashed, and he would never be superborn.

Yang Kai did not hear.

When he first encountered such a thing, he would also talk to the Mo people a few words, but this kind of thing happened more and he became accustomed to it.

In this cage, one person and one ink-like family are forgotten by the whole world, accompanied by each other, but like the enemy of life and death, sneak attacks and anti-sneak attacks are almost always performed, and each time is the result of both losses.

At the beginning, in the face of the sneak attack of the Mo people, Yang Kai was still somewhat difficult to parry, but as time passed, he gradually became familiar with the way of attacking the Mo people, and also had a response.

Even if the Mo people do not come to attack him, he will find a chance to attack each other.

The power of purification is a good means to deal with the Mo people. Every power of purification can kill some of the power of the Mohists. If Yang Kai wants to live, he can't leave the opportunity for recovery.

The citrine and blue crystals consumed for this purpose are quite numerous, but he is too lazy to care about it.

In the darkness, after the confrontation, the hearts of the two men had a silent silence, and even the party called the Mo people who wanted to break the corpse of Yang, and gradually quieted down.

Only the chain is constantly being rubbed and cut.

Another inexplicable song rang softly.

It is hard to imagine that such a presence as the Mo people would sing such beautiful songs. There is no word, and the Mo people are only gently squatting, without any strange power.

But this song is heard in the ear, but it gives a kind of peace that is difficult to describe, as if returning to the mother's womb, can trace the origin of life.

"Can you sing?" The Mexicans suddenly stopped singing and asked, "Sing a song to listen."

"No." Yang Kaiyan said in a concise manner, "I will not sing."

The simple and pleasant laughter of the Mo people sounded: "It is boring to be idle anyway. Do you have to find something to pass the time?"

"Then you continue to sing, I listen."

"So I am not suffering? I am a royal family, but there is no habit of singing to slave animals. That is your means of flattering us."

Yang opened his brow slightly.

During this time, I met with the Mo people, and the other side has been mentioning what the royal family is, and what slave animals are, so that he can not help but care.

"The Mo people are still divided into three or six?" asked Yang Kai.

The Mo people in the dark smiled lightly, as if they were whispering to the lover: "Of course, the Mo people are so strict that they are not as orderly as yours. Some of them are born high, some people are born low, I am a royal family. It is natural."

"Wang should be noble and orderly? Under the royal family?"

"Under the royal family..." The Mexicans made a long voice and sold a kiss. Hehe smiled: "I will tell you when you sing a song."

Yang Kai decisively refused: "Can't sing!"

"Sing as you like, you want to know the information of the Mo people, I can tell you, but this information is not white, you have to pay. Don't feel embarrassed, long time ago, you only have the most beautiful girl singing. I am qualified to sing in front of me."

"I am so honored."

The Mo people no longer speak much, and the harsh frictional cutting sound continues.

Yang Kai slammed his scalp and hugged his heart. He was the tunes that Qu Huashang once had before him.

But after a while, the Mo people interrupted him: "Enough! You are really ugly, and the movement of my chain is better than your singing."

In the darkness, Yang opened a little blush, but shrugged: "I told you."

"Women are always curious." The words of the Mo people are full of playful tastes. It seems to be spoiled. Yang Kai is a goosebump, which is mainly used to connect this voice with the image of the Mo people. Some senses are unacceptable.

In order to make his heart feel better, Yang Kai suddenly swayed, and the whole person suddenly came to the back of the Mo people. The light in his hand suddenly appeared, and a dazzling white light rushed toward the Mo people.

The light column passed, the darkness retreated, and the land was bombarded on the back of the Mo people, leaving a huge pothole directly there. The power of darkness was like blood flowing, the Mo people screaming wildly, and the only long-legged freedom. Instead of cutting the chain, it is turned into a weapon for life, and it is under the cover of Yang.

Yang Kai has already returned.

The screaming curse of the Mo people continued for a while, and the words and vocabulary were turned over and over. There was nothing new, and Yang’s ears were getting up.

This sneak attack made the Mo people angry, and the gas was not enough to pay attention to Yang Kai for several days.

It was not until a few days later that an anti-sneak attack succeeded Yang Kai, and she laughed and couldn’t make it. The mood was finally beautiful.

She actually remembered the last topic and fulfilled her promise with great trust.

"In the Mozu, the royal family is respected. Under the royal family, it is the domain owner, followed by the lord. Under the lord, it is the ordinary tribe. Every class has the absolute right to kill and rob the next class." The family slowly came, and Yang opened his ears to listen.

"So, your identity is very honorable?"

"Supreme!" The voice of the Mo people reveals unspeakable pride.

"I am still imprisoned here for countless years!" Yang Kai's words are like sharp knives, squatting on the hearts of the Mo people.

She said with anger: "It's not your natural, anti-bone animals. It's docile, but it's a hidden sorrow. One day, one day, the Mo people will turn these three thousand worlds into pastures again!"

Yang Kaishun took the words and said: "Talk about the animals."

The Mozu smiled and said: "I can't always say it all."

"I will sing a song for you to listen to?" Yang Kai suggested.

"I would rather die!" The Mexicans sighed.