Martial Peak

The void is vast and vast, and it is deep and quiet.

From the outside, the battlefield of this ink is not much different from the three thousand worlds, but along the way, Yang Kai can feel the hidden dangers of this world.

There are a lot of stars in the mainland, or Lingzhou is distributed in the void, the above faintly visible traces of life and flexibility, Yang Kai did not dare to approach, are far away.

However, whether it is the Stars of the Mainland or Lingzhou, from afar, they are all filled with ink.

Here is the hinterland of the area controlled by the Mo people. If you want to go to the recent relationship under the control of Dongtianfu, Yang Kai estimates that he will spend at least ten or twenty days at the very least, and this road is bound to not be smooth and dangerous. No one can say no.

Meng Qi felt that Yang Kai could not safely reach the nearest place. The strength is not high, on the other hand, he knows more than Yang Kai.

Even at the peak of his time, it is absolutely impossible for Ye Kai to escape from the hinterland of the Mo people.

However, he did not pour any cold water on Yang. People always have a little hope.

At some point, Yang Kai’s eyes suddenly attracted by a distant spectacle.

In that far-flung void, there is a huge Lingzhou, and there is a very strange existence on the Lingzhou.

Yang Kai looked closely and found that the strange thing looked like a huge flower bud, but the whole body was dark, giving a feeling of extreme evil and strangeness.

The flower buds seem to have life-like, and when the slight relaxation is gathered, the strong ink power will come out from the flower buds and fill the square.

Perhaps because of the existence of this weird flowerbed, this Lingzhou has four sides, and the void of millions of miles has been filled with the power of ink.

What is this? Yang Kai was slightly horrified, and Meng Qi did not mention this to him.

He did not dare to go forward to investigate, and waited for a while, but he couldn’t see any famous things, and he could only take it away again.

Although no danger has been encountered all the way, the void is not a safe place.

Along the way, there are occasional large pieces of ink remaining in the void, as if a piece of ink cloud.

Yang Kai finally understood why Meng Qi did not escape with himself. Although he is a seven-piece product, Xiao Qiankun is already incomplete. If Xiaokun is incomplete, it means flaws, even if it can be safe from that secret. The environment will also be easily re-inked.

Once such a thing happens, the consequences are unimaginable. At the very least, Yang Kai and he have to play another game.

This Mohist hinterland is not a military that can stay for a long time. There is no such treasure as the four pillars of the Qiankun. Even if the eight products come here, there is always the risk of being inked.

And such an environment is like a fish for the Mo people or the ink.

Yang Kai walked all the way and his journey was slow.

This is also a no-brainer. According to Meng Qi, his identity here is a slaveless servant. Such a person is easily targeted by the Mo people, either as a slave or as a slave. There is no second way to go for food.

He did not dare to face any Mo people, and God also kept monitoring the Quartet. Anything was enough to alert him.

Although he has been careful enough, the accident is still sudden.

On this day, when Yang Kaizheng flew forward, he saw a huge luxury ship approaching himself.

The Mo people also have flying secrets. They may not be able to master the refining equipment themselves. However, among the inkless inkless men who have been invented for many years, talents are available, and it is natural to refine some flying secrets.

These days, he has also seen many of the flying secrets of the Mo nationality. It can be said that the shape is different. It is normal to look like this building in front of the building.

There are some flying secret treasures that can be said to be extremely weird.

But without exception, the flying secrets of the Mo people are extremely huge.

Yang Kai can understand that the six Mexican lords who were discovered in the secret environment before are all the existence of the little giants. The heads are several times larger than normal humans, and their flying secrets are naturally not small. Where to go.

Generally, on this huge flying secret treasure, there are strong Mo people in the town.

Seeing this situation, Yang Kai dared to stay in the same place, left and right watching, the space law was motivated, and the figure disappeared instantly.

He didn't dare to teleport too far. He was unfamiliar with the Mohist hinterland. If he accidentally broke into something that shouldn't be embarrassed, it would be self-defeating.

Therefore, the direction of his teleportation is where a cloud of vision lies.

Many such ink clouds are filled in the void, and it is easy to hide the figure. When Yang opened the flight secrets of the Mo nationality several times, he avoided the past.

The Mexicans passing by will not investigate anything carefully. After all, there is not much danger to them. The ink clouds are everywhere.

But this time, luck seems to run out.

Yang Kaicai moved to the ink cloud and felt something wrong.

There are a few breaths hidden in the ink cloud, which seems to have noticed his sudden intrusion, and instantly surrounded by all directions.

Yang opened a big shock.

Before he could push the rules of space again, he was surrounded by the people who had locked his body.

Two six products, two five products! Yang opened his brow and inferred the other's cultivation from the fluctuations of the power of the armed forces.

It is not only the opening of the heavens, but also the place where it is undoubtedly the ink.

The only thing is that the Mohist is the only one. The key is that the Mohist will not leave his master when he is free. In other words, the masters of the four Mohists are definitely in this cloud.

Sure enough, just in the moment when the four people surrounded Yang Kai, a huge figure stepped out from the depths of the dark clouds, and slowly came to Yang Kai’s eyes, overlooking him in the high places, and there was a novelty in the pair. There are also faint surprises.

Yang Kai suddenly filled his mouth with bitterness and ate Huanglian.

In a heart-wrenching attack, the Mohist and the Mohist in front of him will be wiped out, but they will be scrupulous about the one that has been driven from nearby!

Two six-in-one ink apprentices and two five-person ink-collectors are nothing in his eyes. The Mohist who came here does not seem to be too powerful. At the very least, there is no sense of oppression for Yang Kai. The law is comparable to the several lords he met before.

However, there is definitely a lord-level Mohist on the ship in the building. Once there is an impression, it is necessary to surprise the other side. If you can't smash the roots, you will endlessly suffer.

It is impossible for the ran to run. The Mohs see that the Mozus still have the courage to escape. This is a problem that cannot be explained. In the Mexicans he touched, all the inks are the only ones.

Once this is done, it is necessary to cause endless pursuits.

Yang Kai pressed the murder of his heart, and there was a trace of fear in the face. Under the gaze of the Mo people, it seemed to be a few steps back.

The Momo looked at him with great interest and asked: "Where is it?"

Next to a sturdy six-packed replied: "I don't know, suddenly came in." Turned to look at Yang Kai, ask the Mo people: "Where are you from? Your master?"

Yang Kai thought a hundred turns, did not hesitate to say: "From the battlefield, I have no master."

Since the Mo nationality has been fighting with Dongtianfudi all the year round, the front line of the battlefield must be fierce. Although Yang Kai has not experienced such a war, it is estimated that every war, some people should be eroded by the power of ink and inked into ink.

Such a singer is helpless, and it is impossible to return to the shackles of the heavens and the blessings of the earth, and only seek to protect themselves from the hinterland of the Mo people.

This is also the premise of Yang Kai’s early thinking. It was prepared to be just in case, but I didn’t expect it to come in handy.

He didn't know if there would be any flaws, but after the words were spoken, neither the little giants like the Mo people nor the few inks, there was no doubt.

The Mohist even showed a very happy look, screaming: "Good luck, there are such good things that make me run into it."

When he spoke, he covered his hand and grabbed it as he headed Yang. The mouth said: "There is no master, then from now on, I am your master!"

Yang Kaiqiang resisted not dodging, because he did not feel the murder from this Mo people. What's more, this Mo nationality has only two six-in-one ink, two two-in-one, and it is estimated that its own strength and status are not so good. One of his six products should have no small attraction to him.

Pu fan-like big hand cover at the beginning of Yang, the strong ink force poured out to wrap him, Yang open the silk does not move, the power of ink invaded the small Qiankun, was sealed by the heaven and earth.

Yang Kai timely let the ink force cover his eyes, his body trembled.

After a short while, the Mo nationality took back the big hand and looked up and down Yang Kai, slightly decapitated, a very satisfied look.

"From now on, you are called..." The Mo people said, it seems a bit stunned, scratching his face and asking a six-person inkist: "What is it called?"

The six inks are respectful: "Eight Five!"

"Ah, yes, Wu Wu!" The Mo people grinned, and they were impatient. "You human things are troubles."

Yang Kai did not know why he suddenly got a new name, but he could only accept it passively.

The six intoxicators seem to see his doubts and point to himself explaining to him: "My name is A!"

Also pointed to other people to introduce: "Eth 2, C3, Ding 4!"

Yang Kai was speechless. It was originally named after this. It is estimated that this Moh is too lazy to remember the name of his servant. He thought of such a simple method, perhaps also suggested by the Mohists.

Both A and B are six products, and C3 is four.

Among them, B is a middle-aged man who is white and unnecessary. C3 is a woman with a bloated body, and Ding Si is a short old man.

I don't know which of these people are born in a hole, but no matter which of them is born in the heavens and blessed land, they must have been the elite of their respective sects. They must come to the battlefield of this ink with the determination of mortal death, but at this moment they are inked by ink. Turned to be a slave to the Mo people.