Chapter 5362 Catastrophe

The human race also suffered a lot of casualties. In such a battle, casualties on both sides were inevitable, and warships were blown up from time to time.

Fortunately, the human race has been preparing for many years, and there are spare battleships reserved at the captain of each team.

A battleship was blown up, and a spare battleship was immediately sacrificed to continue the bloody battle with the Mo people.

In the past, the Terran did not have this condition. The refining of each battleship required a lot of resources. The soldiers of the Terran lived very tightly, and the cultivation resources had to be used sparingly. How could there be extra resources to build spare battleships?

However, since the Void Yin-Yang Mirror began to popularize the major gates, the problem of resources is no longer a problem that plagues the human race.

Coupled with the capture of the Mo people's plundering of important places, now the human race has an open supply of resources.

This is also the reason why the overall strength of the human race soldiers has improved significantly in the past few hundred years.

In terms of resource supply, cultivation does not have to be so tight.

On the Dayan Pass side, except for the elite squad like Chen Xi, every other squad has its own spare battleship.

The reason why there is no elite team is because the battleships of the elite team are all specially customized by the masters of the craftsmanship. All the battleships were blown up, and the human race was not far from defeat. In this situation, it made little difference whether there were spare battleships.

The cry of the Golden Crow rang out on the battlefield, and the big sun jumped out, shining in all directions, even the power of ink could not block it.

Yang Kai gasped lightly, raised his spear and looked around, seeing the slump of the eighth-rank players in the battle circle, and seeing the Mo clan army gathered beside the warships roaming and roaming.

The battle was extremely frustrating.

Before the expedition began, everyone knew that it was a tough battle, and it was not so easy to win.

Tens of thousands of Dayan soldiers are fighting bloody battles for the future of the human race, just for the long-term stability in the future, even if they die.

However, the appearance of the ninth-grade Motu is too surprising. If the ninth-grade Motu hadn't intervened to disrupt the situation, the situation might not have been like this.

Although the king of the Mo clan could use the power of the ink nest to compete with the ancestors, but without the help of the ninth-grade black disciples, the ancestors would have enough power to deal with those domain masters while containing the king.

As long as the ancestors took the initiative to contain the digital domain masters, then the eighth-rankers could break the deadlock in front of them.

But now it's impossible. Under the joint siege of the king and the ninth-grade Motu, the ancestors are unable to do anything else.

Yang Kai gritted his teeth and turned his attention to the Mo Clan King City.

Rank nine ink disciples, he can't deal with it.

It is the domain lords, with his current situation, trying his best to fight against one at most is meaningless. Instead, it is better to use his own advantages and kill the Mo clan lord.

But if they can destroy the ink nests in the Mo people's king city, so that the domain owners can't borrow the power of the ink nests, the deadlock can also be broken now.

Once the domain lords' ink nest is destroyed, they can no longer rely on external forces, and the situation of the Eighth-Rank General Town will be much better.

Even said... if there is a chance to destroy the king's black nest, the ancestors may not have the opportunity to kill the king.

However, it is not easy to enter the Mo Clan King City to destroy those Black Nests. Even in this chaotic battlefield, Yang Kai can clearly feel the aura of the Mo Clan Domain Master that permeates the King City.

With such an important existence in the Black Nest, how could the Black Ink Clan not leave the Domain Lord to guard it?

According to the previous estimates by the high-level human race, there are more than 70 domain masters on the Mo people, which is equivalent to the eighth-rank general towns, and there are more than twenty eighth-rank black disciples.

But the number of domain masters and eighth-grade black disciples who played in the previous battle was not so many.

At least more than 20 domain masters stayed in the royal city to guard Mocha.

Such a force is extremely powerful. Judging from the current situation, guarding Mochao can be said to be almost foolproof.

The reason why so many domain masters are left is also because of the need to guard against the eighth rank in the great evolution of the human race. Just as the human race has a judgment on the power of the Mo clan, the Mo clan also has a judgment on the number of the eighth rank of the human race.

There are strong people in the human race yet to come out, how dare the Mo people go all out?

Both of them have a large number of strong guards guarding the important places, in order to prevent the other party from coming to make trouble.

Although Yang Kai wanted to go to the king city to make trouble at this moment, but so many domain masters were in town, he did not dare to take risks easily.

And just when he was thinking about this, Xiang Shan's voice transmission suddenly sounded beside his ears: "Wangcheng, Mochao!"

Yang Kai's eyes lit up, this is to go to the king city to destroy the Mo clan's Mo nest.

It seems that not only did he think of the way to break the game, but Xiang Shan also thought of it.

No, with Xiang Shan's ability, I am afraid he has long thought of it, but he has been thinking about how to act. Now that he has ordered himself, he should have a countermeasure.

This eighth-rank general town, which had been dormant for three thousand years, showed unparalleled strategic talent as soon as he came out of the mountain. More than two hundred years ago, the Dayan East and West Army can be said to be under his leadership, and the Black Ink Clan was defeated and the army was established. The great advantage of the Human Race in the Dayan War Zone has continued to this day, and it is also the basis for the Dayan Army to be able to go on an expedition.

For Xiang Shan, Yang Kai is extremely admired.

He couldn't do such a thing as leading an army, and advancing alone was his forte.

Right now, the eighth rank of the human race are all being stared at, and no one can get out of the way to go to the Mo clan's king city to make trouble. As long as he seizes the opportunity, he will surely succeed.

Mochao doesn't have much protection, as long as Yang Kai has a chance to get close to Mochao, he can destroy a few of them casually.

Under Xiangshan's order, Yang Kai did not hesitate to head towards the royal city.

I didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear of being targeted by the Mo army.

At the same time, five million miles away from the royal city, Dayanguan was still slowly spinning under the urging of twenty eighth-rank Kaitians. Constantly venting towards the Mo people's royal city, forcing the Mo people to divide their troops to defend.

Dayan made a surprise attack from afar, but it is not only the power of the collision, but also not only provides a strong backing protection for the human race, it is well prepared for both offense and defense.

The existence of Dayan has restrained a large part of the power of the Mo people.

Yang Kai bypassed the battle circles one after another and approached the King City without a trace. He didn't know what Xiang Shan's plans were, but since he ordered him, there must be an arrangement.

All he can do now is to trust Xiang Shan and find opportunities to move.

At this moment, a roar resounded throughout the battlefield.

"Go kill, kill all those eighth-rank!"

That was the roar of the Mo clan king.

Not only the single human race is seeking to break the game, the Mo people are also seeking to break the game.

For the human race, destroying the black nests in the royal city is the key to breaking the game, and for the black people, killing those eighth-rank is also the key.

Perhaps the Mo people in the past did not have this capital, but now, they have.

That ninth grade ink disciple!

At the beginning of the war, this man was hiding in secret, pretending to be right with Cha Pu Fang, waiting for an opportunity to attack the ancestors of the human race, but unfortunately the ancestors of Xiaoxiao had been prepared, and the shocking sword did not have the desired effect, instead it was exposed. As for his whereabouts, he was pulled into the battle group by Xiaoxiao Ancestor and could not escape.

Now that he has joined forces with the Mo clan king, although he has suppressed Xiaoxiao's ancestors, it is not a problem to fight like this.

Rather than entanglement with Xiaoxiao's ancestors here, it is better to draw out his hands and attack the eighth rank of the murderer.

With his current strength, no one can stop him from attacking the eighth-rank general towns who are fighting with the domain masters.

And when the Mo clan king roared wildly, he tried his best to entangle the Xiaoxiao ancestor, so that the ninth-grade black ink disciple could escape.

The reason why he shouted is to take the opportunity to disturb the mind of the ancestor of Xiaoxiao.

However, beyond his expectations, in the face of his entanglement, Xiaoxiao's ancestor did not resist at all. He pushed the boat with the flow and released the ninth-rank black disciple from the battle circle. The secret technique in his hand bloomed, and he was mad at the king of the black family. Bombing.

The Mo clan king groaned in his heart, feeling that something was not quite right.

Logically speaking, the ancestor of the human race should not let the ninth-grade Motu leave at this moment no matter what, but she did so...

This unreasonable choice made the king uneasy.

He has suffered too many losses in this hand, and any abnormality can make him vigilant.

However, he couldn't allow him to think too much at this time, Xiaoxiao's ancestor's offensive was fierce, he had to resist with all his strength, how dare he be distracted.

Not only him, but even the ninth-rank black disciple was slightly startled, but the opponent's choice was exactly what he wanted, so he quickly turned around and killed the nearest eighth-rank.

The eighth-rank was covered in blood at the moment. Before, his situation was the same as Xu Linggong, and he was one to two, but his background was much more powerful than Xu Linggong, so even if it was one to two, the situation was not bad.

Then he used the Demonic Spear to carry the attack of the two domain masters, desperately beheading one of them.

Now that the body is severely damaged, it is indistinguishable to fight with another domain owner.

The fierce Qi machine locked him, and before the ninth-grade Mo disciples arrived, Yaoyao slashed a sword at him, and the might of that sword tore the void.

The sword force not only shrouded this eighth-rank general town, but even the domain master who fought with him was also affected.

The domain master's face changed greatly, and he scolded the ninth-grade Motu in his heart, but his movements were not slow at all.

The next moment, he froze all over.

Just because in all directions, suddenly a powerful momentum emerged, directly surrounding him in the middle.

Eight products!

How can there be so many more eight grades!

It turns out... the human race has already had a countermeasure.

As soon as this thought was over, a fist and a palm were printed on him from both sides, and he gushed blood.

It was hit hard in an instant, but there was no fear of life.

However, at this moment, the sword force of the ninth-grade black disciple had already attacked!

"No!" The domain master of the Mo clan roared wildly, forging ahead with all his strength, trying to block the sword.

But how could his heavily wounded body be able to do his best? When the sword force enveloped him, the huge body of the Black Ink Clan Domain Lord was instantly split in half, and the sensible sword energy strangled all the vitality.