Ink Torrent

Back then, when Mo Yu Cang and other ten people made good friends, it was from the bottom of the heart, without any falsehood.

And among the ten people, it likes Mu the most, the woman who is always warm like water. Compared with the others, Mu has a closer attitude towards Mo.

After the early days of the ban came into effect, Mu did once suggested whether the ban could be sealed into Mo's body, so as to achieve the effect of suppressing Mo's power internally. If so, there would be no need to restrict Mo's freedom. As long as the prohibition is not broken, the power of Mo will not escape, and Mo will not have to suffer from imprisonment at all. At that time, they can take the ink with them and monitor its status at any time.

It's a pity that no one can guarantee whether this method will work or not. If it works, everyone will be happy.

In the end, Cang and the other ten did not dare to take the risk.

Mu died very early, when Mo was banned. During the first riot, in order to appease the manic Mo, she disregarded other people's dissuasion and went into the first day's ban by herself.

No one knows what happened to her inside. When she came out again, she was seriously injured. Before she died, her whole body was merged into the big ban to strengthen the force of the ban.

On that day, Cang and the other nine were in grief, and Mo's roar resounded throughout the world.

Among the ten people, the most amazing and talented woman was this seemingly delicate woman. It can be said that the talents of the other nine people are not as good as her.

In terms of wheel strength, Mu is also the strongest among the ten. Cang even doubted whether she had already seen the path after the ninth rank.

It's a pity that he died young, otherwise, with Mu's talent, he might really be able to go beyond the ninth grade.

Hearing Mo mentioned Mu at this moment, Cang's expression also condensed, and he said solemnly: "Mo, how Mu died, you know in your own heart."

Mo shouted angrily, "You think I killed her? It wasn't me! I didn't kill the shepherd, how could I kill her..."

Cang snorted coldly: "After she went into the big ban, she died when she came back. If it wasn't for you, how could this happen?"

"It's not me!" Mo defended.

"It's useless to talk too much, it doesn't matter whether you are or not."

Now that the two million army of the human race has arrived, even if Mo can't be completely eliminated this time, its power must be weakened, otherwise he will soon be unable to hold on.

Mo was aggrieved like a child: "It's not me, it's really not me..."

When Mu went deep into the ban, it was annoyed that he was betrayed, and indeed ordered his servants to attack Mu, but Mu was so powerful, how could his servants be opponents, at most he suffered some minor injuries, and then How can you kill her.

But it is a fact that Mu died after returning from it, so over the years, it has been speechless.

In fact, Cang and the other nine people thought that Mo had severely injured Mu at first, but after the death of Mu, the nine people were extremely angry.

However, in retrospect, there are many doubts.

Mu's strength is extremely powerful, and the servants Mo made are great, but they may not be able to recreate her like that. Besides, the Chutian Great Ban was conceived by Mu herself. If he escaped, I'm afraid Mo wouldn't be able to stop him. There was no need to fight Mo to the end.

Looking back now, Mu's trauma at that time didn't seem to be the result of fighting with any enemy, but another reason.

Her vitality was draining extremely badly at that time, and she was almost dying.

Before she died, she even handed a piece of rough jade to the other nine people, and left without saying a word.

That Puyu is now in Cang's hands. After thinking about it for many years, he only felt that there was a subtle connection between that Puyu and the entire Chutian Great Ban, but he still didn't understand what the use of this thing was.

Moreover, it was related to the first day's ban, and he didn't dare to test anything at will, so as not to disturb the ban.

What happened back then was a complete mystery, maybe Mo knew something, maybe it didn't even know it.

"Senior, my human army is ready."

The ninth-rank ancestor from Zhantian flew to Cang's side and interrupted his memories.

Cang looked up and saw more than a hundred towering passes in the void, above each pass, the morale of the human race soldiers was like a rainbow, the killing intent was boiling, the mood was restrained, and he nodded slightly: "Then let's start. ."

The ancestor of Zhantian turned his head and gestured slightly to the distance.

"Prepare for battle!"

With a roar, it oscillated endlessly in the void. Above the major gates, the aura of the mighty power of heaven and earth began to dissipate, and the rays of light of the magic formations and secret treasures were lit up.

ready!

Seeing this, Cang shouted: "Open!"

When the words fell, the figure suddenly became majestic and huge, as if to cover the sky and the earth, and a tyrannical aura permeated from the ancient body.

All the nine-rank Kaitian who felt this breath all had their eyes lit up.

When the ninth-rank people asked Cang what realm he was in, Cang Dao himself was still only ninth-rank, but he went further on the ninth-rank road than the ancestors of the human race.

The ancestors didn't get into it.

But at this moment, I can clearly feel the tyrannical aura of this old man who has been sitting in the Chutian Great Confinement for millions of years, and has been guarding this place in loneliness.

It seems that the virtual sky will tremble for it.

This is farther than they have gone on the road of Ninth-Rank, and the Ninth-Rank can't help but wonder if Cang Shi has broken through the level of Ninth-Rank and entered another unfathomable realm.

The ninth grades were excited.

Their cultivation base has come to the end, and they have not been able to explore new paths. The supreme attitude of Cang is clearly not the pinnacle of martial arts. They have not been able to explore new paths. They are incompetent.

The breath was ups and downs, and the entire Chutian Great Ban began to wave, and ripples visible to the naked eye rippled on the surface of the Great Ban, converging towards a certain location.

There, it was right in front of the human race's army, and it was also the place where the ink was torn apart.

As the ripples spread, the round and flawless Great Forbidden slowly opened a gap. Initially, the gap was not wide, but it quickly expanded.

Cang roared, urging his own strength to control the size of the gap.

Soon, the gap expanded into a huge and unparalleled gully.

The virtual sky seems to be cracked!

An extremely evil aura permeated from the gap, and everyone could feel it clearly even though the protective formation of the pass was blocking it.

And if you look into it, you can see that within the gap, there is darkness that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved, rolling and rolling.

Vaguely, in the darkness, there were countless roars and roars.

The human race is waiting in full force!

But after waiting for a long time, there is no ink flow out of the gap, let alone half of the Mo people.

It wasn't until a certain moment that Mo's roar came out from the depths of the darkness: "It's not me! You old people, I said it's not me, you have always been so self-righteous and don't listen to other people's explanations, in this case, I will destroy this Heaven, step on this earth, I want this world to never have a peaceful day!"

As if the dam had burst, with the roar of ink, the ink color quickly rushed out of the gap.

Where is the ink color, it is a torrent formed by countless Mo people.

"kill!"

On top of the passes, commanded by the commanders of the legion, the magic circle buzzed, and the power of the secret art treasures overwhelmingly moved towards the ink-colored hood.

The Mo people who rushed out of the darkness first did not even see what the outside world looked like, so they were killed on the spot.

The land covered by more than 100 passes of the human race turned into purgatory in an instant.

Batch after batch of Mo people were killed, but the black ink in the darkness was endless, and it didn't stop since it poured out.

Stepping on the flesh and blood of the pioneers, the latecomers rushed forward with joy and fearlessness. Before walking a few steps, they were smashed into powder by the overwhelming secret art treasures.

Looking from a distance, this void that had been silent for millions of years suddenly became noisy and intense.

One side's attacks are overwhelming and continuous, but the other side's army is not afraid of death, even if there is a great danger ahead, it will not frown.

The gap was soon shrouded in the power of ink.

Above the city wall of Dayan Pass, Yang Kai stood in the void, staring coldly at the front, but did not make a move.

It's not time for him to start.

This is a war that has never been seen before, a war destined to go down in history. If it wins, it may preserve the peace of the Three Thousand Worlds for a period of time. If it loses, the Three Thousand Worlds will really be as Mo said. There will be no peace.

Although the human race has a large army and countless strong people, it cannot be reckless. Now, all those who are shooting are those warriors who are sitting on the city wall, and the rest are all accumulating strength.

This war may take a long time to end, and it is a necessary choice to preserve strength during the war.

Even those warriors who sit in the circle are also divided into three groups of personnel. Each circle will have corresponding personnel in turn to urge them to ensure that the power of the circle is continuous.

A refiner and a magician have been waiting by the side, ready to repair the magic circle and secret treasure at any time.

Yang Kai's expression was solemn.

Although the war had just begun, he did not go into battle to kill the enemy, but just by watching, he felt a heavy pressure.

Although the human race has killed countless Mo people and has not been damaged, the black people who are rushing out of the gap now are all soldiers who can't stand on the table.

Divided by the strength of the Black Ink Clan, it is the lowest Black Ink Clan that even the lower Black Ink Clan can't count.

Such a Black Ink Clan, as long as there is an Ink Nest and enough resources, the Black Ink Clan can breed as much as they want.

Mo's voice sounded indescribably angry, but it was obviously not overwhelmed by anger, and it also knew how to use these miscellaneous soldiers to weaken the power of the human race.

Thinking about it, it is not surprising that the two peoples have been fighting on the battlefield of Mo for so many years. As the source of the Mo people, Mo can monitor the situation in every war zone anytime, anywhere, and is naturally very familiar with the situation on the human side.

The response now is the best way.

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