Martial Peak - 5670. 5670-Sorcerer

In the Qingyang Region, after nearly two thousand years of vicissitudes, the situation in the entire region has already changed.

In the original Qingyang Territory, the armies of the two tribes were constantly confronting each other, and wars of all sizes never stopped. But with the passage of time, such wars are hard to see.

This has become a battlefield where the two clans of the strong clash, ordinary human and Mo clansmen have already withdrawn from this big territory, the strong are not eligible to participate in the clash of the weak.

Today, those who dare to be active in this big area are at least a lord-level powerhouse on the Mo Clan. There are also many Seventh-Rank Open Heavens from the Human Clan who come here to find excitement to break through their own shackles.

Almost every moment, in every corner of this big domain, there are movements of the two powerful races fighting against each other. The movements are so vast that they can often pass far distances, and such a confrontation will not last too long. Time, often after one party has gained something, it will immediately stop, so as not to attract the other side’s reinforcements.

The quiet void, like a sleeping beast, will suddenly wake up at some point and swallow the strong men of the two races active here.

A figure walks carelessly in the void, although alone, but calm and relaxed, such a crisis-ridden battlefield seems to him to be his own back garden.

His spiritual thoughts carefully swept through every inch of the void, as if he was looking for something, but there was no gain, making his expression a little helpless.

At some point, three huge clouds of ink floated in a triangle shape, seemingly surrounded him by coincidence.

The person didn’t realize it, and he was still searching around.

When he came to the center of the three groups of ink clouds, three figures suddenly appeared among the three groups of ink clouds.

In front of him, a Mo tribe master with a single horn on his head looked ruthless, and while Mo’s power surged, he slapped the human tribe with a vicious palm, and shouted, “Death!”

A slender female domain master’s figure changed from behind, approaching the human race at a very fast speed, protruding one hand, and accurately inserted into the enemy’s back vest, fingertips, nails sharp as sharp blades.

On the other side, the third domain lord followed closely. His figure was not as burly as the first domain lord, and his speed was not as fast as that of the female domain lord. But when his arms shook, he had the power of overwhelming ink rolling and covering. There was a huge void, and the strong ink power was like the wind of nine heavens, cracks appeared in the cut space.

The combined blow of the three domain masters turned into a death whirlpool, covering the figure.

No eight-Rank can resist such a lore.

The territorial master who struck right in front of him was already grinning, and seemed to be frightened by his face.

The eighth rank of Human Race who emerged from nowhere, dare to walk alone in this Qingyang domain, destined to pay for their ignorance.

However, what I saw in my eyes made this domain master startled.

The Eighth-Rank Human Race, who should have been panicked, looked at him with an open eyebrow and a smile on his face, with a look of excitement and eagerness, one palm and the other clenched fists, and the clenched fists crackled and happily said: “This is what you asked for, no wonder I !”

That expression seemed to have encountered something great.

Something is wrong…

However, it is hard to get over the water, and the three domain masters are already in a situation of flanking.

In an instant, the three domain masters rushed to the eighth rank of the human race, the burly domain master blasted out with a punch, and the violent power of ink surged.

In the next instant, his expression stiffened on his face, and his suspicious expression was covered by huge horror.

Only because the eighth rank of Human Race also slammed a punch at him, seemingly weak, it was this punch that easily shattered his attack, and he clearly saw his fist unraveled under the opponent’s bombardment. Then, Pei Ran Mo Yu’s power struck, his arms burst into powder, and the violent fists swept up all the way, hitting his head fiercely.

As if a watermelon burst open, the burly domain master suddenly became a headless corpse.

The Eighth-Rank Human Race suddenly turned his head, a pair of radiant eyes, just in line with the female domain master who had attacked and killed from behind.

Almost facing each other, the female domain master trembled all over. At this moment, she felt that she was not facing a human eighth rank, but an ancient fierce beast that was released after being imprisoned for countless years. And the terrifying murderous intent made her whole body cold, a heart sinking, and the power of the ink instantly condensed on the fingertips, and the slender nails were turned into black and pierced out with all their strength.

The wrist suddenly tightened, and the enemy was gripped tightly.

A whisper that made her heart palpitating came in her ear: “Second one!”

There was a sudden pain in the abdomen, and then the violent power erupted like a volcano in her body. She only felt that she had been punched through her whole body, her spine was completely broken, and the violent power turned into a aftermath and impacted. Her powerful body turned her into a rain of blood with only one breath, with no bones left.

It wasn’t until the death of the two domain masters that the power of Mo, which was spurred fiercely by the third, shrouded the void. This was originally a powerful secret technique for creating a combat environment for his companions, but now it has become his life-saving straw.

The two domain masters, who were not inferior to their own, were killed by an inexplicable guy with two punches. How could he dare to stay in place.

With horror, he drew back and hurriedly retreated, but the surrounding space suddenly became distorted, which immediately gave him the illusion that the space was stretched infinitely. No matter how he retreated, he could not leave the place.

In the power of the tumbling ink, a figure rushed out, tearing open the fog, wrapped in a violent trend, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front, arbitrarily put out a hand, and grabbed the head of the domain lord with a relaxed expression. As if pinching a bug, frowned and said: “You are too weak, right?”

weak? The only remaining domain owner heard this evaluation, and it was difficult to understand.

Are they weak?

Since they are the domain masters, they are naturally not weak. The three of them work together. Although they are not invincible in this Qingyang domain, it is difficult to find opponents. They have also killed some strong human races over the years, thinking that the other party is alone. No matter how powerful they are, it is impossible to treat them like anything. He didn’t understand until this moment that some people’s strengths cannot be guessed by common sense.

It’s not that they are weak, but the enemy is too strong.

But is there such a powerful 8-Rank Human Race in this world? Perhaps it was the blessing before his death, the domain master suddenly remembered a name that had disappeared for nearly two thousand years.

“You are……”

“Okay, okay, shut up!” Yang Kai didn’t wait for him to finish speaking, he squeezed his head with force in his hands, and the blood was raining, but his body was spotless.

Refreshing!

One thousand seven hundred years of practice in retreat was not in vain. Today’s self is much stronger than before.

But being able to kill the three domain masters so easily is also because these three were not innate domain masters, but were promoted the day after.

As early as when he was on the battlefield of Mo, he knew that under normal circumstances, the strength of the domain master was worse than that of the eighth rank, mostly because the accumulation of the eighth rank of the human race was more vigorous.

He has killed a lot of innate domain masters, not to mention these acquired domain masters who have not been promoted for a long time.

With his current strength, it is really a punch for a kid, just like when he was at the peak of the seventh stage, no Mo clan lord could stop him from a blow.

If you really meet those powerful innate domain masters, it should not be so easy, but if you want to come to his reputation, those innate domain masters don’t dare to make trouble easily, and only these acquired and promoted domain masters, as early as the time. The horror of being ruled by him has been forgotten in his polishing.

Although the Qingyang domain was vast and boundless, the aura of the three domain masters was suddenly annihilated, which also attracted the attention of many powerful people.

A lot of divine thoughts came from all directions, including the lord of the Mo tribe, and the 7th and 8th ranks of the human race. Over the years, the two powers have been clashing in this battlefield. Although they have lost each other, there has never been a fight so quickly that the winner is divided, and three domain masters have fallen all at once.

Feeling the exploration of those auras, Yang Kai didn’t reject him either, and he secretly sighed. In recent years, the two clans have become more powerful.

That’s it for the Mo Clan. With the help of Mochao cultivation, the strength has grown fast. As long as the resources are enough and Mochao is enough, it is not surprising that more lord domain owners will be born.

However, it is somewhat unexpected that the Human Race can give birth to many seventh and eighth ranks in such a short period of time. According to reason, it is difficult for the Human Race to have too many eighth ranks in less than two thousand years of accumulation, especially some rising stars. The accumulation is definitely not enough.

But in fact, the promotion speed of the rising stars of the human race is not slower than that of the veteran Open Heaven Realm. Some talented individuals are even promoted earlier than the veteran Seventh-Rank.

This may also be God’s favor.

Just as God will arrange him as a chess piece to fight against the invasion of the Mo tribe, all human soldiers who fight against the Mo tribe are compliant with the divine will and are favored by heaven.

Such a person can be called the favored son of heaven, often with constant opportunities and natural luck.

However, there are not too many such people in normal times.

But now the Mo clan has eroded three thousand worlds, and the Human clan is trapped in more than a dozen large areas. It is the time when the overall strength is urgently needed. The efforts of the Ninth-Rank ancestors and Yang Kai’s efforts have created a relatively safe growth space for them. The providence in the underworld shortened their growth time.

Providence is unpredictable, but in fact, Providence is everywhere.

In a daze, Yang Kai seemed to have thought of something, and the expression in his eyes changed.

But soon, he was interrupted by flustered divine thoughts.

Most of the landlords promoted the day after tomorrow don’t know Yang Kai’s fame, but who doesn’t know the innate landlords? In order to guard against Yang Kai back then, almost all Innate Domain Lords had received his image and remembered his appearance.

One thousand seven hundred years have passed, the strong Mo people gradually got rid of the shadow that Yang Kai had brought to them, and according to the information sent by the Mo disciples, this guy should have been practicing in the star realm in seclusion.

No one thought that he would suddenly appear in the Qingyang Domain, announcing his return by killing the three domain masters!