Chapter 4918 Wu 5
The void is vast and vast, deep and quiet.
From the outside, this battlefield of ink is actually not much different from the three thousand worlds, but along the way, Yang Kai can feel the danger hidden in this world.
There are many Star Continents, or Lingzhou distributed in the void, there are faint traces of life activities on it, Yang Kai did not dare to approach, and avoided it.
But whether it is the Star Continent or Lingzhou, from a distance, they are all filled with the power of ink.
This is the hinterland of the domain controlled by the Mo clan. If you want to rush to the nearest pass under the control of the Heavenly Paradise, Yang Kai estimates that he will spend at least ten or twenty days, and this journey is destined to not be smooth sailing, and what danger will you encounter? No one can tell.
Meng Qi felt that Yang Kai had no way to safely reach the nearest pass. On the one hand, his strength was not high. On the other hand, he knew more about the situation than Yang Kai.
Even when he was at his peak, with the conditions of Yang Kai, it was absolutely impossible to escape from the hinterland of the Black Ink Clan.
It's just that he didn't pour any cold water on Yang Kai, people always have some hope.
At a certain moment, Yang Kai's eyes were suddenly attracted by a strange scene in the distance.
In that distant void, there is a huge Lingzhou, and above that Lingzhou, there is a very strange existence.
Yang Kai watched carefully and found that the strange thing looked like a huge flower bud, but the whole body was dark, giving people a very evil and weird feeling.
The flower bud seemed to have life. When it was slightly stretched and closed, the rich power of ink poured out from the flower bud, filling the four directions.
Perhaps because of the existence of this strange flower bud, the void of millions of miles around Lingzhou was filled with the power of ink.
What is this? Yang Kai was slightly surprised, Meng Qi never mentioned this to him.
He didn't dare to step forward to investigate at will. He watched from a distance for a while, but he couldn't really see anything, so he could only escape again.
Although there is no danger along the way, the void is not a safe place.
Along the way, there are occasionally large pieces of ink power remaining in the void, like pieces of ink clouds.
Yang Kai finally understands why Meng Qi didn't escape with him. Although he is a seventh-rank, the small universe has long been imperfect. The incompleteness of the small universe means that there are defects. Even if he can come out of the secret realm safely, in this way It will also be easy to be re-inked in the environment.
Once such a thing happened, the consequences would be unimaginable. At the very least, Yang Kai would have to fight him again.
This hinterland of the Black Ink Clan is not a place where warriors can stay for a long time. There is no such treasure as the Four Pillars of Heaven and Earth. Even if the eighth rank comes here, there is a risk of being inked at all times.
And such an environment is like a duck to water for the Mo people or the Mo disciples.
Yang Kai walked all the way to Zangzang, and the journey was slow.
This is also impossible. According to Meng Qi, his identity here is a slave without a master. Such a person is easy to be targeted by the Mo people, either he will be taken as a slave, or he will be treated as a slave. Food, there is no second way.
He didn't dare to meet any Mo people at all, and his spiritual sense has been monitoring the Quartet all the time, and any disturbance is enough to make him extremely alert.
Although he had been careful enough, the accident happened suddenly.
On this day, when Yang Kai was flying forward, he saw a huge and luxurious building ship flying towards him from a distance.
The Mo people also have flying secret treasures. They may not be proficient in refining tools themselves, but among the Mo disciples who have been inked for countless years, they have talents, and it is natural to refine some flying secret treasures.
These days, he has also seen many flying secret treasures of the Mo people. It can be said that they have different shapes. The appearance of the ship in front of him is normal.
There are some flying treasures that can be said to be extremely strange in shape.
But without exception, the flying secret treasures of the Mo people are extremely huge.
Yang Kai can understand this point. The six Black Ink Clan lords discovered in the secret realm before are all small giants. They are several times larger than normal humans, and their flying secret treasures will naturally not be too small. where to go.
Generally, on this huge flying secret treasure, there are black people who are strong.
Seeing this situation, Yang Kai dared to stay in the same place, watching from left to right, the law of space was urged, and his figure instantly disappeared in place.
He didn't dare to teleport too far. He was not familiar with the hinterland of the Mo people. If he accidentally broke into a place that shouldn't be broken, it would be self-defeating.
Therefore, the direction of his teleportation is where a cloud of ink can be seen.
There are many such ink clouds in the void, and it is easy to hide the figure. When Yang Kai encountered the flying secret treasures of the Black Ink Clan several times before, he avoided it like this.
The Mo people passing by will not investigate anything carefully. After all, there is not much danger to them here, and ink clouds can be seen everywhere.
But this time, luck seems to have run out.
Yang Kai just teleported into the ink cloud, and felt something was wrong.
There were actually a few hidden breaths in Mo Yun, who seemed to sense his sudden intrusion, and instantly surrounded him from all directions.
Yang Kai was shocked.
Before he could activate the law of space again, he was surrounded by people, and his body was locked with spiritual thoughts.
Two rank six, two ranks fifth! Yang Kai raised his brows and deduced the opponent's cultivation from the fluctuations in the strength of the surrounding warriors.
Not only is it in the Open Heaven Realm, but it appears in such a place, and it is undoubtedly a Mo disciple.
It's just the Motu. The key is that the Motu will not leave his master's side when he is free. In other words, the masters of the four Motu are definitely in the ink cloud.
Sure enough, at the moment when the four of them surrounded Yang Kai, a huge figure stepped out from the depths of the ink cloud and slowly came to Yang Kai's eyes. And a little surprise.
Yang Kai immediately filled his mouth with bitterness and ate Huanglian.
Deliberately violently attacked, killing the Motu and Mo people in front of him, but he was worried about the building ship passing by nearby!
In his eyes, two sixth-grade black disciples and two fifth-grade black disciples were nothing, and the black black people who came here didn't seem to be too powerful, at least they didn't give Yang Kai a strong sense of oppression. Law was on a par with several lords he had encountered before.
However, there is definitely a lord-level Mo clan on the boat. Once this side is moved, it will definitely be alerted over there.
It is impossible to run away. When the Mo disciples saw that the Mo people still had the courage to run away, this was an inexplicable problem in itself. Among the Mo disciples he came into contact with, all the Mo disciples were the only ones who put the ink first.
Once this is done, it will inevitably lead to endless pursuit.
Yang Kai pressed the murderous intention in his heart, and a trace of fear flashed on his face. Under the gaze of the Mo people, he seemed to take a few steps back in horror.
The Mo people looked at him with interest and asked, "Where did you come from?"
A sturdy sixth-grade Kaitian next to him replied: "I don't know, but suddenly broke in." Turning to look at Yang Kai, he asked the Mo people: "Where are you from? Where is your master?"
Yang Kai's thoughts turned a hundred times, and he said without hesitation: "Come from the battlefield, I have no master."
Since the Mo people have been fighting with Dongtian Blessed Land all the year round, the front line of the battlefield must be extremely fierce. Although Yang Kai has never experienced such a battle, it is estimated that in every battle, some people should be eroded by the power of Mo and turn into Mo disciples.
Such Mo disciples are helpless and impossible to return to the pass guarded by Dongtianfudi, so they can only escape to the hinterland of the Mo people to seek self-protection.
This is also a rhetoric that Yang Kai thought up in advance along the way. It was originally prepared just in case, but I didn't expect it to come in handy.
He doesn't know if there will be any flaws, but after saying this, no matter it is the little giant-like Black Ink Clan, or a few Black Ink disciples, obviously there is no doubt.
The Mo people even showed a very happy look, and said in a buzzing voice: "I'm lucky, there is such a good thing for me to come across."
While speaking, he covered his hands and grabbed his head towards Yang Kai, saying, "Since there is no master, from now on, I will be your master!"
Yang Kai resisted and did not dodge, because he did not feel the murderous intention from this Black Ink Clan. What's more, there are only two sixth-grade black disciples and two fifth-grade black disciples around this Mo people. It is estimated that their own strength and status are not very good. A sixth-grade himself should be quite attractive to him.
The big fan-like hand covers Yang Kai, and the strong power of ink pours out to wrap him, Yang Kai does not move, and the power of ink invades the small universe and is sealed by Tiandiquan.
Yang Kai timely let the power of ink cover his eyes, and his body trembled slightly.
After a while, the Mo Clan took back their big hands, looked at Yang Kai up and down, nodded slightly, and looked very satisfied.
"From now on, you will be called..." The Mo people said, seeming a little dazed, scratched their faces and asked a sixth-grade black disciple: "What is it called?"
The sixth-grade Motu respectfully said, "Wu Wu!"
"Ah, yes, Wuwu!" The Mo people pouted, a little impatient, "Your human things are trouble."
Yang Kai didn't know why he suddenly got a new name, but he could only accept it passively.
The sixth-grade Motu seemed to see his doubts, and pointed to himself and explained to him, "My name is Jiayi!"
He pointed to a few other people to introduce: "B-2, C-3, D-4!"
Yang Kai was speechless. It turned out to be named like this. It is estimated that the Mo people were too lazy to remember the names of their servants, so they thought of such a simple method, which may have been suggested by the Mo disciples.
A-1 and B-2 are sixth-grade Kaitian, C-3-Ding-4 are fifth-grade.
Among them, Yi Er was a middle-aged man with white face and no beard, C San was a bloated woman, and Ding Si was a short old man.
I don't know which family in the heavenly blessed land these people are from, but no matter which family they are from, they must have been the elites of their respective sects before. They came to this battlefield of ink with the determination to die. Change, follow the Mo people as slaves and servants.