Martial Peak - 5646. 5646-Sorcerer

Bipolar domain, war anxious.

Three hundred years ago, the Mo Clan lost time and time again in the Xuanming Realm and lost a large number of domain owners. Although they negotiated peace with the eighth rank of the human race afterwards, the domain masters really died.

It seems that they are desperate to restore their face and momentum. In several large areas, the Mo people have stepped up their offensives, among which the bipolar area is the most!

The Mo ethnic group obviously regards this large-scale battlefield as a target. Over the years, they have continuously sent reinforcements to this area, relying on their huge military strength to suppress the human race.

Before the change, with the Mo Clan’s offensive, the Bipolar Domain could not be kept anyway, but with the continuous refining of the Evil-Breaking God Spear over the years, the Human Clan was not without resistance.

An evil god spear was refined by the refiners, and then the light of purification was sealed by the holy spirits who controlled the sun and lunar notes, and distributed to the hands of the strong human race. It played an extremely important role in World War I.

For this reason, almost half of the Divine Breaking Spear refined on the Xuanming Domain was sent to the Bipolar Domain.

Anyway, the Mo clan domain master of the Xuanming Region didn’t dare to make a move. The Xuanming Region’s demand for the Evil Divine Spear was much smaller than that of other large regions.

In every war, the most shining thing in the sky is the pure light when the Evil God Spear bursts out. That round of light like a small sun illuminates the endless darkness, and the army of people is declining again and again. Persevere in.

When Yang Kai rushed to the Bipolar Region, the battle was at a fierce juncture. The overwhelming Mo army covered the void and declared its home court with a majestic and majestic posture. The various parts of the human army could only rely on the defenses built earlier to stand firmly. withstand.

The human army in the bipolar domain basically has no ability to confront the Mo people head-on, but even the most stubborn defense will eventually be broken.

On the battlefield, human battleships shuttled back and forth, pouring out the power of secret arts and secret treasures, and the eighth ranks of human race were also fighting in blood.

Yang Kai condensed his breath, drifting towards the battlefield like a ghost.

There is no specific goal. He doesn’t recognize any of the Mo tribe domain masters in the Bipolar Region, and kills anyone.

After three hundred years of retreat, the Canglong Spear has never been bloodied. It is time for the Mo clan powerhouses in the Bipolar Region to feel the fear of being dominated.

Somewhere on the battlefield, a Human Race’s eighth rank is fighting one enemy and two, in a difficult situation.

However, the 8-Rank people do not know how many times they have faced this situation, so even if it is difficult, they can barely persist. Moreover, he hides the evil spirit spear, and is not ready to send, which makes the two domain masters quite jealous and fights against each other. She didn’t dare to go all out, and all had spare capacity to guard against sneak attacks that might come at any time.

During the fight, the mighty force of heaven and earth collided with the force of Mo, and the void oscillated. All the Mo people shunned by the surroundings were swept by the aftermath of the confrontation, both dead and wounded.

This Human Race Eighth Stage is now concentrating on dealing with the siege of the two domain masters, secretly thinking about whether it should fight for injuries and severely injure a domain master.

When the battle between the eighth-Rank and the domain master, when both of them were injured, the human race still took advantage.

Because the eighth rank of the human race is injured, you can take the spirit pill to heal the injury, and you can meditate to recover.

There are only a few domain master-level ink nests in the bipolar domain, and now there are seriously injured domain masters in them to heal. If more domain masters are injured, they must go to the level without returning, there are more over there. There are more than one hundred king-level ink nests.

Over the years, the territories who have been seriously injured continuously go to the customs without returning to heal their injuries, and there are also territories who have recovered from their injuries, who have never returned to the customs to kill them.

It is precisely relying on this kind of play that hurts both sides that the eighth ranks of the human race can effectively contain the number of Mo clan masters participating in the war.

If all the Mo clan domain masters were to participate in the war, the eighth rank of the human clan would be unstoppable, and at least two or three large domain battlefields would have to be given up and the forces would be reduced.

But Terran shrinks its forces, and Mo can also concentrate its forces. This is also the reason why Terran is unwilling to easily lose any large-scale battlefield.

The eighth rank of the human race quickly settled to pay attention, ready to find an opportunity to sell a flaw, lead a certain domain master to take a shot, and fight with him, as long as he does not die, he will make a profit.

But before he could really do anything, a voice suddenly came into his ears. The eighth-Rank was startled at first, and then overjoyed.

The surface is silent, secretly gaining momentum.

After a few breaths, he suddenly shouted: “Death and die together!”

Saying this, an evil god spear in his hand turned into a streamer, and it blasted towards a domain master, putting on a desperate posture.

The two Mo tribe domain masters had long been wary of this, and when they saw this, they urged the power of Mo, and instantly condensed a rich ink cloud in front of them.

This is also the method developed by the domain masters to break the evil spirit spear.

That pure light of purification is really the nemesis of Mo’s power, and once the Evil Spirit Spear is shot, the reaction speed of the domain masters is also difficult to evade.

Since it can’t be avoided, then urge the huge power of ink to counteract the power of the light of purification.

At the moment the light bursts, neither the eighth rank nor the domain master can see it.

However, the confrontation heated up at this moment.

Both sides thought they had a chance to win, and the killer moves were repeated in an instant.

The strong ink power was almost instantly dissipated, and one of the domain masters who had been hit by the Evil Divine Spear even groaned, and his breath fell.

Another intact domain master poke out a palm from the pure white light, resisting the pain of being burned, and slammed his palm towards the eight-Rank.

Being so close to each other, the Eighth-Rank Human Race had just urged the Evil God Sundering Spear. This palm was inevitable, and he could almost imagine the scene where the 8-Rank Human Race was seriously injured and bloodied.

However, at this moment, there seemed to be a very weak wave of Divine Soul power, and immediately after the Mo clan master felt as if his mind was torn apart, his headache was splitting, his heart was shaking, and the power of the ink was scattered. Come.

The big hand that came out was cast and stagnated, and there was pain in his chest.

When I looked down, I saw a long spear passing through my chest, violent power exploded in the body, and the huge body instantly exploded into countless pieces, exploding in all directions.

The two domain masters were guarding the Eighth-Rank of Human Race’s Evil-Breaking Spear, and they didn’t think that someone would secretly use a means to severely injure the soul, and they would fall like this without being aware of them for a while.

In the bloody rain, Yang Kai stood with a gun, his brows raised slightly.

After retreating once, killing the domain master… seems easier.

Secretly sighed, the Open Heaven Realm martial artist, especially the high-rank Open Heaven Realm, really still needs a long time to cultivate and accumulate their own knowledge.

Three hundred years of hard work in retreat, countless refining resources, coupled with the condensing effect of Xiao Qiankun’s neutron tree, Yang Kai feels that his own heritage is at least 10% stronger than before the retreat!

It is said that ginger is old and spicy, and this is especially obvious at the level of the Open Heaven Realm.

He is no longer the one who was promoted to Kaitian at the beginning of the year, and he can be regarded as an old ginger.

The benefits are far more than the increase in the background. In order to cultivate the human body, he splits his own soul. That kind of separation is not as simple as spurring the soul to stab. He needs to cultivate the three points into one tactic. Divided into two.

For this reason, I was weak for three hundred years.

It was only with the help of Wen Shenlian’s nourishment and repair, that he slowly recovered.

But the growth is also obvious. In those days, Yang Kai had a headache every time he urged the soul thorn, but he got used to it, so he could bear it.

But today, he urged the soul thorn again, and the pain was much lighter than before.

The power of the soul has also grown!

Many thoughts flashed in his mind, and the fragments of the Mo clan domain master that burst open and passed by.

On the other side, the Eighth-Rank Human Race who had received Yang Kai’s sound transmission slammed into the domain master who had been hit by the Evil Spirit Spear.

The sudden change made this domain master’s head a little unusable, and he couldn’t understand why his companion died like this. At this moment, he was stiffening his head and turned his head to look at Yang Kai.

In the original plan, he was forced to accept an evil spirit spear, with the help of the power of the ink that was activated in advance to offset the power of the evil spirit spear, and then teamed up with his full-strength companion to have a chance to severely damage or even take down the opposite Human Race Eight. Taste.

But in an instant, the companion beside him died unexpectedly.

Then he saw a young man with a cold expression and a single-armed gun standing beside him quietly.

The face of the young man was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere…

“Yang Kai!” After a moment of hesitation, the domain master finally remembered where he had seen this human youth.

This guy was Yang Kai who suppressed the domain masters of the Xuanming Realm and couldn’t raise his head. He was the human race who escaped from the Lord Lord’s hand after making a fuss before returning to the customs!

Almost all the strong Mo people have seen Yang Kai’s image!

Rumor has it that this person has unpredictable means that can instantly kill the innate domain master.

On the Xuan Ming domain, almost thirty domain masters died directly or indirectly at this person’s hands. The king was furious and severely reprimanded the six arms sitting there.

The Mo Clan of the Profound Ming Realm even forced to agree to Yang Kai’s request for peace, causing the Mo Clan master over there to not intervene in the war.

When the news came out, countless Mozu powerhouses everywhere in the Great Domain were surprised. Many domain masters felt that the Xuanming Domain had exaggerated Yang Kai’s strength. This guy was only an eighth rank. How could he be alone? The Mo Clan of the entire Profound Ming Realm that was overwhelmed couldn’t hold his head up, and Xiang Shan didn’t have this ability.

This domain owner had such thoughts before, and felt that Six Arms were so weak! Then Yang Kai can only tremble in the Profound Ming Realm. If he dares to come to the Bipolar Realm, he will definitely let him know the dangers in the world.

Now he is here!

The domain master just realized that his thoughts were too wishful thinking, and the Mo clan powerhouse in the entire large domain battlefield that one person could suppress could not move, even if it was exaggerated, it was also a manifestation of his strength.

He didn’t even understand how his companion died.

There is no need for him to figure it out. Just when he lost his mind, the eighth-rank Human Race had already hit him with a punch, and the violent heaven and earth exploded, and the territorial lord’s breastbone was sunken, and a mouthful of ink spurted out. .