Martial Peak - 5344. 5344-Sorcerer

Mu Nanfei, the 1653rd generation disciple of Dayan Blessed Land, showed his unique talent for spiritual practice when he first started. He was valued by the senior sect and was supplemented by the careful teaching and training of famous teachers.

He is also a diligent, conscientious and conscientious in practice, and he will eventually live up to the expectations of his elders.

The day of promotion was originally the time when the sky was high and the birds were flying, and the sect was suddenly changed on this day.

There was news from the battlefield of Mo that Dayan Pass was besieged by the Mo army and was in danger. Dayan Fudi urgently mobilized manpower to support it.

He clearly remembered that day, all the open heaven realms in the sect, no matter the level of cultivation, regardless of men, women, young or old, whether it was high-grade open-world or low-grade open-world, all gathered together.

Under the leadership of many Eight-Rank gods, tens of thousands of Dayan set out from the sect, rushing to the battlefield of Mo without going back.

After arriving at Dayan Pass, the situation is worse than everyone imagined.

There was a violent energy fluctuation in the distant void. It was the ancestor of Dayan who was fighting with the Mo clan king.

Outside Dayan Pass, the Mo tribe’s offensive was in full swing, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

There was no time to fix it. All the disciples supported by Dayanfu were put on the battlefield at the first time. For these newcomers who had never fought with the Mo people, this war was extremely cruel. Many even As soon as he stepped into the battlefield, his soul was gone.

Mu Nanfei’s partner, the gentle woman who had accompanied him for five hundred years, died in this battle.

He smashed his eyes and completely lost his mind until he was exhausted.

He has forgotten how that battle ended, only knowing that when he woke up, Dayan Pass had been lost, and the guardsmen had been annihilated since their ancestors.

Except for them, those who were eroded by Mo’s power and transformed into Motu.

Since then, 30,000 years have passed.

The newly promoted sixth-rank back then is now the eighth-rank, and his eighth-rank is different from the ordinary eighth-rank Mo disciple. Because he was directly promoted to the sixth rank, his own limit is at the eighth rank, and he does not need to use the power of ink to break through his own shackles.

It can be said that he is a real 8-Rank Open Heaven, and he is not far behind the 8-Rank main towns of the Human Race. If alone, the domain owners may not be his opponents.

Thirty thousand years of Motu career can almost be said to be extremely boring, until the army of the human race came to regain the Dayan Pass.

Such as the bloody battlefield reappeared 30,000 years ago, but this time it was the Mo clan who showed signs of decline. The Human clan regained Dayan. The Mo clan suffered heavy casualties and had to shrink the king city, and even lost one of the domain master level ink nests.

The king was very angry, and the domain owners felt very ashamed. They vowed to give up the ink nest that they had obtained by the race no matter what, so as to avoid unfavorable information transmission in the future.

In preventing the Humans from occupying the ink nest, progress is very smooth, because the Humans want to use the ink nest, they must be mindful of the ink nest’s will. In this ink nest space, the ink has an absolute advantage.

The previous eighth ranks of the human race were beaten away, and the ancestors of the human race came and returned without success. The domain owners felt that the human race was helpless.

Until suddenly a strange human race came in.

After two consecutive shots, four domain masters were killed or injured. When all the domain masters believed that this person was bound to die, he actually killed him for the third time.

Two more Mo disciples died because of him.

The domain masters are in a stalemate with him, and it has been three years now.

That person has a warm lotus body, so that the domain masters have nothing to do with him. They can only hope that his small universe will be swallowed up and dried up by the ink nest, and then affect his spirit to collapse.

But after three years of waiting, Mu Nanfei and another 8-Rank Mo disciple could not hold on.

At the last moment of this dying of life, the two Mo disciples seemed to have a sharp heart, and they opened their eyes together.

With eyes facing each other, they all saw the doubt in each other’s eyes.

What are they doing these years? Why are you willing to become a minion of the Mo clan? Why are you willing to face each other with the blade of the human race.

In this life, full of sins, how can it be washed away with death?

Without words or negotiation, the two 8th-Rank Mo disciples bloomed with the most dazzling light in their lives at the last moments of their lives.

The extremely weak spirit power suddenly burned at this moment, supporting each other, turning into a shock, and rushing towards a Mo tribe domain master.

The domain masters did not guard against them at all, all their attention was placed on the Wen Shenlian, or on the Seventh-Rank Human Race who was hiding in the Wen Shenlian.

These days, these seven products have been making noises from time to time, so annoying!

Troublesome, what made the domain owners look forward to was that this guy’s tone seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and he felt like he was going to die soon.

It happened that he was still alive, and he persisted stubbornly all the time.

The domain owners are disgusted and not light, and the left and right sides can’t survive, so can’t they just be a little bit more?

The two eighth-rank ink disciples burned their last soul power, and when they hit this way, the domain masters didn’t react at all.

It wasn’t until Na Jinghong smashed Hundi’s body that Hundi turned his head, angrily: “What are you waiting for?”

If two normal eighth-rank Mo disciples join forces like this, it would be unprepared and unable to bear it. However, they are too weak. Even if they burn all the spirit power, this collision is only equal to Tickle Humdi.

He didn’t even feel much.

The shock has dissipated, and the two figures supporting each other are reappeared, but at this moment, Mu Nanfei and the other eighth-Rank spirit body are dim, almost transparent, and are rapidly fading, obviously coming soon. Dissipated.

But Mu Nanfei was smiling: “It’s a good death, the ancestors of Dayan, the disciples will go!”

Another Motu nodded: “Go with it, go with it!”

After the words, the two souls finally faded and dissipated, as if they had never appeared in the world.

The domain masters watched this scene quietly, frowning, and although they regretted that they had lost two eighth-rank ink disciples, what made them even more curious was that these two eighth-rank ink disciples were dying before they died. The reaction… somewhat strange.

Without giving them too much time to think, when the powerful spirit power was vented, an extremely dangerous aura suddenly appeared.

The domain masters were shocked, turned their heads and looked back, only to see that Wen Shenlian had been opened for some time, and their miserable human race was standing among the blooming flowers like this, and the aura locked a domain master with a golden light. Outrageously.

No one thought that this human race would be violent at this time. What is even more incomprehensible is that his state is not weak at all. The spirit body is solid and full, filled with compelling power, just barely shining. Hui Lai demonstrated his strength.

How could this be? The eyes of several domain masters were about to protrude.

Even though the lotus is nourishing and repairing the soul, what use is the physical body if it can’t hold on? The ending of the two 8-Rank Mo disciples is the best portrayal.

Looking at the posture of this human race, the three-year delay seemed to have no effect on his physical body.

This is impossible!

Different from the previous attack, Yang Kai did not yell this time. The intense pain was still impacting the soul, as if the whole person was torn apart. He endured it, only to launch this surprise attack.

The effect is extremely significant.

The attention of the domain masters was attracted by the bizarre actions of the two Motuos, plus the preconceived belief that he had lost his combat effectiveness, and no one had guarded him.

The first soul stabbing centered on the spirit body of a domain master, and fiercely penetrated into it. When the domain master screamed, he flew out, widening the distance between Yang Kai and Yang Kai.

Yang Kai didn’t have any time to control him, the second soul thorn has already attacked another domain.

He originally wanted to attack the domain master of Hungdi. Judging from the previous exchanges, the status of this domain master was higher than that of other domain masters. If he could be killed or severely injured, it would naturally make more sense.

It’s a pity that I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Hudi was a little farther away from him.

As a last resort, Yang Kai could only choose to approach some better targets.

When the second soul stab shot out, the attacks of the domain masters also blasted towards Yang Kai.

However, Yang Kai completely ignored him, and now he had sacrificed Wen Shenlian’s body, not as unfounded as before, how could he be afraid of the attacks of these domain masters.

The violent spirit power blasted on the Wen Shenlian, only a layer of colorful ripples was left without success. Instead, it was the second soul thorn that Yang Kai hit, which instantly broke through the domain master’s spirit protection and nailed it into the body. .

However, his experience is better than that of the first domain owner, because he was guarded anyway, not all of the soul thorns were scored, and a small portion remained in his body. At first glance, he seemed to have been shot by an arrow. .

With the same miserable howling, the domain master stumbled backwards, his soul turbulent violently.

Regardless of whether it is refining or controlling the soul, Yang Kai has expended a huge amount of power, and the power is naturally extraordinary.

Its particularity leads to its limitations. Anyone who gets it can only treat it as a one-time killer, and it is impossible to use it once.

Yang Kai could use it repeatedly, nothing more than using Wen Shenlian to cultivate for a while.

What’s the matter?

Seeing that Yang Kai had already shot two soul thorns, the remaining four intact domain masters were relieved.

According to previous experience, this human race can only play two strange secret treasures at most, and he is unable to succeed. It is absolutely impossible for him to play a third in a short period of time.

Before the thought was finished, the scene that frightened them appeared.

When Yang Kai opened his mouth, the third Taoshe soul thorn turned into golden light and was already shot.

At the moment when the domain masters were relaxed!

The timing is just right.

The effect of this blow was even better than the second blow, and the soul thorn directly penetrated into the spirit of the third domain master and disappeared.

There was another scream of horror!

In the entire ink nest space, the ups and downs of the spirits came and went one after another. There were three severely wounded domain masters, three intact domain masters, and Yang Kai’s, all in chaos.