Mo's Backhand

Looking back now, it was a bit unbelievable that I was able to grab a piece of root from the World Tree.

At that time, his strength was not strong, and he didn't even have the Heaven-Opening Realm. He only condensed his own Dao Seal.

The World Tree is really a strange thing that was born at the beginning of the world. After countless years, it has long been psychic and powerful.

As a little emperor, why did he snatch a piece of root from the World Tree?

At that time, after the roots started, World Tree directly pulled him out all the way. It can be seen that World Tree is not helpless with his ability, but it is not true to him.

If Cang's conjecture is true, and he is one of the self-help methods chosen by the incomprehensible rules, then it can be explained.

The Taixu Realm is where the test is, and the gift of the World Tree is the reward after the test.

Millions of years ago, Cang and other ten people were selected, and they were given the World Fruit by the World Tree, breaking the realm of opening the sky, and then preaching the world, strengthening the human race, competing with monsters and beasts, and competing with Mo.

A million years later, he entered the Taixu Realm and obtained the roots of the World Tree.

Although the results are not the same, they are all means of self-help.

If you think about it this way, Yang Kai's current owner of the World Tree sub-tree in Xiao Qiankun should also be the self-help method chosen by that rule.

It's a pity that the ancestor died in the battlefield of Mo, and Xiao Qiankun turned into Qiankun Dongtian and left behind. After countless years, Yang Kai entered it by chance and got the subtree that he left behind.

There may be many people like them over the years, but Yang Kai doesn't know who they are, and it is impossible to infer whether they are dead or alive now.

What Cang Zhi said was too shocking, but after all, he has lived for so many years, and has spent a lot of time here to think about some things. Although Yang Kai thought it was unbelievable, it might not be true.

"You have to be careful." Cang said suddenly.

Yang Kai puzzled: "What do you mean by senior?"

Cang said solemnly: "Over the years, Mo may not have imagined anything that I can think of. There are some things that he may know more than me. If the old man's guess is true, your situation may be very dangerous."

Yang Kai was slightly startled, and quickly understood what Cang said.

If he is really one of the self-help methods selected by the rule, then he must be special, and as long as Mo notices his existence, he will not let him go.

"You galloped and closed on the battlefield before, and you were not afraid of the erosion of Mo's power, so you may have attracted Mo's attention."

Yang Kaidao: "The Four Pillars of Qiankun also have the effect of sealing the town's small Qiankun and resisting the erosion of the power of ink. He may not know that I have a world tree."

Cang nodded and said: "That said, you should be careful. In addition, even if you have a subtree of the world tree, which can resist the erosion of the power of Mo of the ordinary Mo people, it may not be able to stop the power of Mo's source. The strength is not comparable to that of ordinary Mo people, and it may be able to break through the blockade of your small universe."

Yang Kai smiled and said: "There are seniors sitting here, Mo can't get out of trouble easily, how can they start with me, if even the seniors can't suppress Mo... then my human race is probably not far from exterminating the clan."

Cang Ning said: "This old man should do his best."

Yang Kai stood up, holding the Canglong spear and said: "It's almost time to rest, senior, I will kill the enemy, and I will gossip with senior later."

The words fell, his body swayed, and he swept into the battlefield.

After half a day, Yang Kai ran back in blood, followed by several Mo family domain masters, murderous, until Yang Kai rushed to Cang's side, those domain masters left angrily.

This time Yang Kai's injury was lighter than the last time, and the recovery time was also much shorter.

Cultivation for a while, continue to kill the enemy.

After repeating this several times, the Mo people were also very annoyed by him. They specially sent a few domain masters to guard the periphery of the Chutian Great Forbidden. When he left Cang's shelter, they would kill him on the spot.

Helpless, Yang Kai's supernatural powers are elusive, as long as the world is not blocked, how can the few domain masters block him?

In the end, the Mo people were too lazy to care about him, making Yang Kai more and more like a fish in water, killing the enemy like mowing the grass.

However, his approach is only suitable for individuals, and it is extremely difficult for other human races to follow.

So from the beginning to the end, only Yang Kai came to Cang from time to time to seek shelter and recuperate.

Although he has achieved great results, it is difficult for him to change the trend of the battlefield by himself.

It has been several months since the fierce battle.

The human race's army of two million has lost nearly 30%!

That is a total of 600,000 troops, all of them are the fifth-rank open sky! The loss is huge, beyond imagination.

Although the Mo people lost ten times or even dozens of times more than the human race, and the domain lord and king fell countless times, but in the darkness at the gap, the Mo people still came out continuously, stepped into the battlefield, and supplemented the consumption.

Every human race is almost exhausted, and even the eighth-rank shows a decline.

The two clans have been fighting on the battlefield of Mo for so many years. Although there have been battles that lasted for months or even years, those battles were restless and each other had the time to recover.

This time is different. Since the beginning of the war, the soldiers of the two tribes have been fighting fiercely, and the battle on the battlefield has never stopped.

Fortunately, the high-level human race had foresight and knew that this war could not end in a short period of time. The two million army was divided into two waves of troops, and they took turns to attack, otherwise they would have been defeated under the offensive of the Mo people.

At this time, the Black Ink Clan has a slight upper hand, although it is not obvious, the trend of the war is tilted towards the Black Ink Clan.

This is still the situation that Mo is trying hard to maintain. If he really unscrupulously throws his troops into the battlefield, the human race may have been defeated long ago.

Cang's face became more serious.

He felt that it was time to seal the gap in the Chutian Great Ban. If this continued, if the human race was defeated, the matter might not end.

For several months in a row, Mo's power was vented, and he also felt that the pressure in the first day of the ban was not as great as before. At this time, the sealing gap has not yet met expectations, but it is still acceptable.

Thinking of this, Cang no longer hesitated, the spell in his hand changed, and the Chutian Great Ban suddenly buzzed.

"I thought you had to wait a while longer." Mo, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke up.

Cang snorted coldly: "What trick do you have, you can use it, if you hide it again, you won't have a chance."

Mo absolutely was holding back something, Cang felt this from the beginning, otherwise it would not have to work hard to maintain the balance of the two sides on the battlefield.

It knew that once this balance was broken and the human race dwindled, Cang would definitely block the gap as soon as possible, so that there was no hope of getting out of trouble.

To maintain this balance, Cang is also willing to weaken its power.

It can be said that the current battle between the two armies is a tacit cooperation between the two sides, with the two million army of the human race and the army of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of Mo people as chess pieces.

Cang knew better that Mo would not let it go if he wanted to seal the breach.

At that time, there is bound to be a battle between dragons and tigers, and it will depend on their respective means of who can come out ahead.

"Cang, you are getting old." Mo Youyou sighed with some pity.

After a million years of withering, even the most powerful warriors will grow old one day. Recalling the days when he had a good relationship with Cang and other ten people, Mo couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

During that time, it was definitely the most comfortable day for it. Some friends talked about it, traveling in the mountains and water, cooking tea and wine, and being at ease.

But such days, since it was trapped here, it will never come back.

In this world, there will not be a second shepherd, nor will there be a second cang.

It also knows that it has nothing to do with personal grudges, but how can it be reconciled? Its natural strength is like this, and it does not come from practice. Since God has given it the power to assimilate all races, it is destined to unify all worlds!

Now that all the old friends have left, it no longer needs to show mercy to this world. This world is destined to bow down at its feet.

"You all underestimate me!"

With the roar of Mo, from the endless darkness, a huge force suddenly surged out, and the magnificent breath filled the air, and the entire battlefield, regardless of the Human Race or the Black Ink Race, was stagnant.

What a powerful will that is, even the ninth-rank Kaitians, under such a will, are also in a trance.

Cang's expression changed slightly. He felt a huge resistance coming from the gap, making it difficult for him to seal the gap for a moment.

But he didn't panic much. If Mo didn't even have this ability, then it wasn't Mo.

Such a situation was within his expectation. It was not Mo's hidden back-hand, it had other means.

Cang suddenly had an unpleasant feeling.

On the battlefield, after months of fierce battles, countless Mo people fell, ink blood, ink power, broken limbs and stumps, all over the void.

And at the moment when Mo Na's grand will was conveyed, these debris scattered all over the battlefield, as if guided by some force, surged wildly and gathered towards one place.

All the people's faces changed greatly.

Just because of the direction in which these debris gathered, it was the gap.

In just a short time, the countless ink blood and ink power, and even the severed limbs and bodies left after the death of the Mo people converged into a huge tide of ink color.

The ink tide is like a column, running through the entire battlefield.

A human race soldier was accidentally involved in Mochao, and there was no bones left in an instant.

The virtual sky is trembling, and the Chutian ban is shaking.

More ink, blood and ink power and broken limbs converge towards the ink tide, strengthening its power.

Not only that, even some of the Mo people who were fighting against the human race also abandoned their opponents and threw themselves into the ink tide, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

This sudden change caught everyone by surprise. On the battlefield, many of the human race army, who had been slightly disadvantaged, suddenly lost their opponents.

"Broken!" Cang exclaimed, never expecting Mo to have such a means.

Speaking of which, although the ten of them had a good relationship with Mo in the early years, and later sealed Mo here for a million years, in fact, they didn't really know much about Mo.

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