Chapter 5258 Miserable King

The language of the human race is an art. After countless years of confrontation, although the Mo people despise the human race from the bottom of their hearts, they feel that the human race should naturally become a vassal of the Mo people and belong to the rule of the Mo people, but in fact, the Mo people often Influenced by the human race.

Such as some living habits and language.

The king of the Mo people once heard an eighth-rank Moth disciple say that there is no way for the mountains and rivers to be in doubt, and the willows are dark and flowers are bright.

But now, he has personally experienced the meaning of this sentence.

Under the desperate situation, the digital domain master led tens of thousands of troops to come to the rescue, but it was really printed that sentence.

The offensive of the ancestors of the human race behind him became more and more fierce, and it was obviously because of the reinforcement of the Mo people that he wanted to solve the king before the two sides converged, but he could not succeed for a while.

And with her current strength, it is unrealistic for the Mo people to rely on this reinforcement to stop her.

Even if there are several domain masters and seven or eight eighth-rank black disciples, leading tens of thousands of troops, I am afraid they can't stop a human ancestor who is bent on breaking through.

Therefore, after hesitating for a while, the king's spiritual thoughts surged, and he secretly issued an order to the domain masters who came to help.

Several domain masters were stunned at first, and then a decisive look appeared on their faces.

The strong power of ink poured out from the bodies of several domain masters, and the tens of thousands of Mo people's army moved faster than them, and did so before the domain masters acted.

The boundless power of ink converges into a huge and dense cloud of ink. With the madness of the power of ink in the body, whether it is the domain lord or the Mo people under the domain lord, their vitality is rapidly weakening.

For the Mo people, the power of black ink is equivalent to the power of heaven and earth for the open heaven realm, all of which are their respective foundations.

Such madness is equivalent to the collapse of the human race in the opening of the heavens.

Under normal circumstances, no Mo people would be willing to do this, but this is an order from the king, and even the domain masters can only obey.

Not to mention the Mo people under the domain lord, the moment the king issued the order, they began to urge their own ink power, which was more obedient than the domain lords, so their actions were faster than the domain lord.

Only those eighth-rank black disciples rushed out of the huge cloud of ink and went straight to the king.

Although they were inked, and Xiao Qiankun was also contaminated by the power of ink, the power of ink in their bodies was not pure and could not support the secret technique that the king would perform next, so they did not need to follow the domain masters.

The king also counted on them to intercept the ancestors of the human race for a while.

In an instant, headed by the digital domain masters, the power of ink in the tens of thousands of Mo people's army surged wildly, condensed into a ball, and in the ink cloud, the breath of life was annihilated into pieces.

At this time, the seven or eight eighth-rank Mo disciples had already passed the Mo people's king and faced the prestige of their ancestors.

If it is a normal eighth-rank Kaitian, the number of seven or eight, together, is enough to fight with any ancestor of the human race for a while.

However, these eighth-ranks are just Mo disciples. They have no more than eighth-rank realm, and their own strength is even worse than that of the domain masters, not to mention the normal eighth-rank Kaitian.

They can be said to be the weakest group of eighth-rank in the world.

Such an existence, even if they join forces, how can they stop a human ancestor?

The eighth-rank black disciple who rushed in front of him only had time to slash out a sword, and the ancestors reached out and took off the head.

And the sword he cut out only left a shallow scar on the ancestor's body.

In order to break through the interception of these eighth-rank black disciples as quickly as possible, the ancestors are now only attacking and not defending, because she also knows that once the delay is long, there will be changes on the king's side, and the previous efforts will not be good. It's going to be a waste of effort.

Under the light and fluttering palm print, another eighth-rank ink disciple trembled violently, and the mighty power of heaven and earth became disordered, which was obviously a sign of Xiao Qiankun being attacked.

The ancestor didn't even look at him, and when he passed by, this eighth-rank ink disciple burst into blood mist inexplicably.

The rest of the eighth-rank black disciples all changed their color when they saw it. They had already sensed the gap between them when they fought with the East-West Army eighth-rank Kaitian. It was just that although the perception was not small, it did not make people feel hopeless. It was only now that they understood that the power of their ancestors was not something they could face.

However, as Mo disciples, the king's order is not respected, and the domain masters are willing to pay the price of their lives to help the king escape, not to mention them.

Therefore, after the two black disciples fell one after another, the remaining few black disciples did not hesitate at all, and they urged the small universe to spread their own small universe down, covering the void.

Every small universe is a cage! The ancestors of the human race wanted to rush out of the cage, only to break these small universes.

This is also the only way they can think of to delay the pace of their ancestors.

When the eighth-rank Mo disciples fell into their respective small universes, the ancestors who had always looked calm couldn't help showing a trace of sadness and grief.

If possible, she is more willing to bring these Motu back to disperse the light of purification in the body, rather than kill them.

But even if these Mo disciples were brought back, they could not be saved. Without the support of Mo Zhi, their small universe could not accommodate their powerful cultivation base, and they would explode and die in an instant.

Perhaps death is a relief for them.

The ancestors radiated light, and the mighty power of heaven and earth surged to the extreme, directly smashing the first small universe that was turned into a cage.

Followed by the second seat, the third seat...

When the old ancestor rushed out of this blockade, there were several eighth-rank black disciples sitting cross-legged behind them. These black disciples were all sluggish, and the phantom of Xiao Qiankun was in tatters.

Xiao Qiankun was smashed to pieces by the ancestors, and when the power of heaven and earth was exhausted, it was the moment when they fell, unless they found a way to repair Xiao Qiankun before that.

However, even if you take the Mysterious Mare Spirit Fruit immediately, you will not be able to repair these small universes. Under the collision of the ancestors, the small universes of all Mo disciples have become shattered like broken mirrors.

The efforts of the Mo disciples were not ineffective. Although they only stopped the ancestors in less than a few breaths of time, the king has already used a secret technique to bring together the ink cloud formed by the digital domain masters and tens of thousands of troops with a single cultivation base. swallowed into the body.

The king, who was sluggish at first, suddenly became refreshed.

He did not intend to fight Xiaoxiao's ancestors, but continued to flee to the king's city. Although he swallowed the huge power of ink and made his state a lot better, it was not his own power after all. There are many disadvantages, so if you can not use it, you will not need it.

As long as he escapes back to the royal city, he can use the power of Mocha to resist the ancestors of the human race, and that is the power he can control at will.

Xiaoxiao's ancestor just broke through the blockade of several eighth-rank black disciples, and saw that the king was running away, how could he bear it?

The left hand evolves into Yin and Yang, and the right hand evolves into chaos. When the hands are closed, the ancestor's eyes are scarlet, and he points at the fleeing king.

This finger didn't carry the slightest fireworks, but the king's spirits were all gone.

Without hesitation, he turned around immediately, and the huge power of ink that had just swallowed into the body swarmed out, turned into a training-like attack, and hit the ancestors.

Under the violent collision of energy, the king faintly felt that a mysterious power broke through the power of ink and was imprinted on him, causing an extra hole in his chest, and the blood of ink surged wildly.

What made him even more frightened was that there was still an extremely intractable power lingering in the wound, which could not disperse.

The momentum drops again, and it seems to be worse than before.

I thought that my life would be lost here, but I looked up and saw that the momentum of the ancestors of the human race was also weakened.

The king was overjoyed, knowing that although the power of the secret technique was strong, the ancestors of the human race were not as easy as they thought.

On this good opportunity, the king hurriedly fled.

Xiaoxiao ancestor stood in the same place for a moment, gritted his teeth bitterly, and continued to chase and kill.

Behind the two of them, the corpses of several domain masters and tens of thousands of Black Ink Clan army were empty...

Under normal circumstances, none of these domain masters and tens of thousands of troops would be left to die. Even if they just urged the power of ink to be swallowed by the king, there are still some who can survive.

However, when the king devoured it, he was merciless. No matter what the lord and domain lord, he did his best to swallow all the power in the Mo people's body.

This digital domain master and tens of thousands of troops can be said to have died at the hands of the king.

Paying such a high price finally gave him a chance to continue to escape.

Outside the royal city, the East-West Army and the Mo army are still entangled in a fierce battle.

The reason why such a situation occurs is because the Mo people are divided into different places, not only the left side of the king city must be defended to intercept the human race army, but the right side must also stay behind because of the threat of Qiankun world, not to mention, there is still a digital domain just now. The Lord took the eighth-rank Motu and tens of thousands of troops to help the King.

This division of troops, the Mo people who are fighting against the human race now has only about 400,000 at most.

Second, the overall strength of the Mo army is not as good as the original.

These 400,000 troops cannot be compared with the Black Ink Clan in Dayan Pass. The Black Ink Clan stationed in Dayan are all elite teachers. Now the Black Ink Clan outside the king city, after more than a hundred years of supplementation and dilution, the overall strength has plummeted.

In addition, dozens of eighth-rank Kaitian from the human race made a strong shot, and the Mo people had the absolute upper hand in numbers, and it was difficult to stop the human race's offensive.

Under such a situation, something that made the Mo people even more terrified happened.

The spiritual pillar of the entire war zone, the supreme king of the family, escaped from the depths of the void in a mess!

The king at this time can be described as extremely miserable. There is a hole in his chest, ink and blood are constantly pouring out, and there is only one of the two wings behind him, and the whole body is covered with ink and blood.

Not to mention the human race, even the Mo clan domain masters have never seen such an embarrassed king. It can be seen that in the previous confrontation, the king suffered a lot from the ancestors of the human race.

The king hadn't returned to the king's city, but just entered the area covered by the ink nest, and immediately hooked up with his own ink nest, frantically twitching the power of the ink nest.

In the next moment, the figure of Xiaoxiao's ancestor appeared, and the two supreme clans fought fiercely over the king's city.