Martial Peak

It’s just that Cang never knew that the power of these two could actually be merged. In the ancient times, the human race did not feel very good about the Holy Spirit. The human race rarely came into contact with the Holy Spirit, let alone such a supreme as Zhuozhao Youying. The strong, the chaotic dead zone where they are, is simply a restricted zone for the human race.

When Cang waited for ten people to be active, they had never stepped into the chaotic dead zone. How could they know the details of Brother Huang and Sister Lan.

And even if you really get in touch, you may not think of anything.

Cang waited for ten people to sit here for too long, thinking about how to completely eliminate ink, and then remembering that light.

But from this point of view, Brother Huang and Sister Lan are very likely to have something to do with the first light of the day.

Maybe these two can really merge, but who can bring them here?

While destroying the ink, the first light should also disappear without a trace. If those two are unwilling, who can force them.

The nine grades have a headache. Although they learned from Cangkou that a possible solution is feasible, it is too difficult to implement.

"Senior, in this way, my human race expedition is so useless?" An old ancestor asked awkwardly.

There is no way to completely eliminate the source of Mo. The war between the two tribes will never end. What is the purpose of the two million human tribes, who have gone through the thorns and drove all the way?

Cang Suran shook his head and said: "Naturally is not useless, really want to say that you came just in time."

"Predecessor means..."

Cang Youyou sighed: "At that time, ten people, including me, placed a big ban on this place, and banned Mo from the place of birth. However, the years passed, and the slaves of Mo have turned this vast void into a place of spirits. I have no way to replenish the power of the passing, old friends are all gone, and today, only the old man is left."

"If you come again for a thousand years, the old man will probably follow the pace of his old friends. Although these days, the first day of the ban is no problem, but the strength of the ink is getting stronger, even if the old man is not dead, always One day it will be able to escape from its own difficulties."

In these countless years trapped in the ban, Mo Ke is not waiting to die, he accumulates power in the dark, trying to impact the large array from within.

At the beginning, it was almost successful, although it was finally suppressed again, which caused hundreds of lords to bring their own ink nests out of the ban.

These hundreds of kings who are out of trouble are the roots of the Mo people in the major war zones.

Today, even Cang doesn't know how powerful Mo has accumulated. After eating a few losses, this guy seems to be smarter and more bearable. Although Cang has tried a few times, Mo can Don't reveal your details.

It was dormant, waiting, waiting for the moment of weakness, and broke through the ban at once.

So Cang would say that it was the right time for the Terran Army to come this time, and then later, if he was unable to suppress it, it would be the catastrophe of the whole world, and then the three thousand worlds would tremble under the power of Mo .

Xiaozu ancestors condensed and said: "Senior, what kind of strength is Mo's strength today, how does it compare to you?"

Slightly pondered, he said: "Mo's own strength is not too strong. I really want to get started. It may not be the opponent of the old man, but it cannot be completely eliminated. I can kill it once, kill it twice. , But it must be me who died in the end! And its real strength is not in itself, but mainly in the slaves it creates."

An almost immortal existence, even if it is slightly inferior in strength, it also consumes a lot of opponents that are much stronger than themselves. This is why Cang and other ten people did not directly fight against Mexico.

They knew that ink could not be eliminated.

The nine ranks suddenly realized that the ancestor said with a smile: "Predecessors mean that in the countless years, Mo may have created a lot of Mos in the ban?"

Sullenly said: "A lot, that number may far exceed your imagination, and there are many king-level Mo clan strongmen."

All the nine products are dignified.

This is really bad news.

In the first day of the ban, not only the source of the Mo was closed, but also many Mo clan strongmen.

Recall the scale of the ban that we saw before... How many Mos can hide in such a huge area?

I'm afraid the quantity is really unimaginable.

Not to mention anything else, if there were really two hundred kings in it, that would be enough for the human race. Is there two hundred in the ban?

There must be. There have been fifty people in the Mochao space before. There must have been more. Mo has been imprisoned here for millions of years. It seems to have nothing to do except to make slaves.

"Mo Zong can't create the Mo tribe out of thin air. It certainly needs to consume power. It is banned here. Where does the consumed power come from?" an ancestor asked.

The reason why there is such a question is mainly because the human race also knows that the birth of the Mo people is the birth of the Mo nest, and the Mo nest needs to consume a lot of resources if it wants to breed the Mo people.

Although ink is the source of everything, there is always no exception.

Cang Wenyan said with a bitter smile: "This is also a mistake for ten people like me. This place is where the world first opened and where the ink was born. I then brought it here, and with the help of the first day of forbidden town, The original intention is to use the special strength of this place to strengthen the prohibition. But whoever thought about it, was actually used by Mo. So to say, the location of the beginning of heaven and earth is related to all the world, and Mo is born as Yingtiandi was born. A member of this group can draw the power of three thousand worlds for their own use in this place."

The ancestors breathed a sigh of relief.

The location of the beginning of the heavens and the earth is related to all worlds. Mo can use the speciality of this place to extract the power of the three thousand worlds. In other words, the three thousand worlds are immortal, and its power is endless!

On the contrary, Cang waited for ten people. At first, they could refine and absorb the power of stars or the power of the void to maintain the first day of the big ban. Later, the monarchs of the Mo clan who had escaped made every effort to turn this big void into an absolute. Spirit land.

After exhausting their own resources, the Cangshi people no longer have the power to replenish, and they are gradually weakening.

If it were not for the nine people who had been banned in order, before turning to death, all of their might had been transformed into the power of restraint. I am afraid that Mo would have been out of trouble.

Old friends have gone one by one, and can no longer wait for the expeditionary army of the human race, the next is Cang.

After his death, the first day of the big ban may still be able to seal the town of Mo for a few more years, but the big ban is not hosted, and Mo has a day to get out of trouble.

So he would say that it was the right time for the Terran Army.

The waiting for countless thousands of years is the ancient supreme like him, and he is desperate. No one knows how many years ago he was so happy when he noticed that there was a wave of breath over Mo.

When he realized that it was someone fighting in the consciousness space of Mo, he shot decisively.

"Everyone comes here, then there is also a heart to remove ink, the old man needs you to help."

All the nine commodities have a look, and the ancestors of the war said: "I don’t know Mo as well as my predecessors. Expedition has reached this point. I thought I could kill it, but I didn’t want to do anything. Now what should I do, I just want to please Senior shows."

All the other nine products are nodded.

Cang Dangren refused to give up, first clenched his fist: "The old man thanked you first, but to be honest, if a war begins, the two million soldiers of the human race may lose a lot."

All the nine products laughed when they heard it.

An old ancestor said: "The purpose of the predecessors, the great caves of the human race, was created to fight against the Mo clan on the battlefield of Mo. Over the countless years, the ancestors of the battlefield of the death of Mo have no idea. If they don’t have the heart to die, how dare they If you set foot on the battlefield of Mo, how can you defend the enemy from the outside? Seniors don’t worry, Mo said that there is a lot of loss, that is, two million troops are killed here in battle, as long as the Mo can pay the corresponding price, I will not wrinkle Brows down. As for saying thanks... I should have waited for my seniors! If there is no seniors to guard this place, the three thousand worlds have long since disappeared from today's prosperity. Is there anything like me today."

Cang turned his eyes at the crowd, and saw that many of Jiu Pinzong learned that Mo was powerful and strange and did not flinch at all. He couldn't help smiling.

The juniors of this generation really depend on it.

If this were not the case, they would not be here until a million years later.

Just about to speak, and suddenly someone's voice came down.

"You wait to listen to this old guy's bewitches and be against me?"

The voice was erratic, and all of them were nine grades. No one knew where they came from.

Everyone changed color.

"ink!"

The only way to say this is to say this.

No one thought that Mo, who was sealed in the first day of the ban, could still communicate with them, and listened to its tone, it was clear that everyone heard what it said.

Yang Kai had a strange expression on his face. He heard Cang said before that Mo's character is like a child. Now, this sound is also the sound of a child.

Same as Brother Huang and Sister Lan.

With this in mind, it seems that Mo and Huang Sister Lan have a lot in common. Perhaps the solution to Mo's crisis must really fall on those two.

"The deity is unkillable. As for what the old guy said, the first light is pure nonsense. This place is where the deity was born. At the beginning, there is only the deity. Where is the first light?" Mo's tone was full. Is sarcasm,

"I believe this old guy is talking nonsense, you are just waiting for your own death."

Slowly shook his head and said: "Mo, you don't know, doesn't mean it doesn't exist, or does it mean...are you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Mo's voice sharpened, "The deity will be afraid of you? I just hate! I hated trusting you too much, and I was deceived by you, imprisoned for countless years, old guy, don't let me get out of trouble, get out of trouble. The one who is dead is you!"

Canghehe smiled: "Relax, there is no such day."

Mo didn't care about him, but said to the Ninth Class of the Clan: "You can come here, it's unexpected. But after all, it's useless work, it's better... I'll do a deal with you!"