5432 Kill the King

Suddenly, Yang Kai widened his eyes and stared at the dazzling ball of light. Even though his eyes were stimulated by tears, he did not close them.

He saw something incredible.

In the ball of light, a revolving lantern generally flashed some scenes.

In those scenes, he saw a figure shrouded in the power of ink, holding a huge head in his hand. In the gap of the head, ink blood was floating, and around the figure, countless Mo people guarded him, as if worshiping.

But before he could see it clearly, the scene flashed away, and the scene that reappeared was even more shocking.

The prosperous stars and the vibrant universes were all enveloped by the power of ink, quickly turning into wasteland, and their vitality was extinct.

This scene also quickly dissipated.

He saw another towering tree. The tree seemed to be sick, its branches and leaves were wilting, and even the fruit on the tree had no luster, as if it had been exposed to the flames for too long and became wrinkled .

Scene after scene of bizarre images flashed by, and many images flashed by Yang Kai before he could investigate, and there were not many that could be seen.

In just an instant, hundreds of images flashed through the ball of light, and it was immediately shrouded in darkness, as if the whole world had lost its light.

Yang Kai lost his mind.

What are those images?

I have driven the Sun Moon Divine Wheel before, but such a strange phenomenon has never occurred.

But before he could think about it, the ball of light had already dissipated, and under the might of the Sun and Moon Divine Wheel, the sheep-headed king was soaked with ink and blood, and his face was full of horror. And the weak breath became more and more sluggish.

He also saw what Yang Kai saw, but even Yang Kai himself didn't know what those things were, so how could he know.

What's more, he didn't have the heart to think about it at this moment.

The power of the Sun Moon Divine Wheel exceeded Yang Kai's expectations, and also exceeded his imagination. The mysterious power of time and space was eroding his body and mind at this moment, making him miserable.

However, the battle should be over.

Under the urging of the king-level secret technique, the human race on the opposite side can't resist.

The next moment, his face changed greatly, because the opposite Yang Kai, who was wrapped in the power of ink, suddenly grinned at him!

The Four Pillars of Heaven and Earth!

These four words instantly popped out of the sheep's head king's mind.

The king-level secret technique is not without its nemesis, and the four pillars of Qiankun can resist the power of the king-level secret technique, so that the strong people of the race are free from the risk of being inked.

However, as far as he knows, there are not many copies of the heaven and earth treasures like the Four Pillars of Qiankun in the entire universe, so there are only a few human races who can resist the king-level secret technique.

He never imagined that the human race that he had been chasing and killed would actually exist.

Doesn't it mean that the Heaven and Earth Treasures like the Four Pillars of Qiankun are generally handed over to the Eighth Grade for safekeeping by the human race? He was only in the seventh-rank realm before, how could there be four pillars of heaven and earth?

At this moment, the sheep-headed king was extremely annoyed, and he should not have easily activated the king-level secret technique, causing him to become weak.

Otherwise, he may not be able to resist the magical power of the enemy.

He was already weak, and he ate another magical power, which made his situation even worse.

Realizing that it was not good, the sheep-headed king immediately shook his body and performed a secret technique. At the same time, in the king-level ink nest where Qiankun was located nearby, a strong power was transmitted from the air, making the sheep-headed king's debilitating aura. climbed rapidly.

His king-level ink nest is nearby, and he can use the power of his ink nest at any time to forcibly maintain his peak state.

So although he looks scarred, the situation is still under control, and he may not have the chance to kill the enemy.

At the same time he borrowed Mo Chao's power, Yang Kai's expression suddenly distorted, as if he was suffering great pain, and there was a shrill scream in his mouth.

The sheep head king was startled, and he still didn't understand what happened to Yang Kai. The next moment, almost the same scream came from his mouth.

At this moment, he felt that a powerful force tore apart his divine soul defense and severely damaged his divine sense. Coupled with the influence of the power of time and space, his thinking almost became blank at this moment.

Soul stab!

The first time Yang Kai asked for trouble, the master created a total of twelve soul thorns. Eleven were used in the domain master black nest, killing and injuring many domain masters and eighth-grade black disciples. The spirit body, and then outside the Dayan Mo clan's king city, the last one was also used to kill Tridacula.

Having tasted the sweetness, how could Yang Kai not prepare more on his body.

On the way of the Dayan Army's expedition, Yang Kai gathered some materials and asked the troublesome Grandmaster to refine the soul thorn, which took some time and soul power to refine.

Now there are dozens of thorns in his warm and nourished soul thorns, which have been hidden and tucked.

The main purpose is to use the soul-sacrifice thorn to injure yourself before hurting the enemy. It is a thing that kills one thousand enemies and damages eight hundred. It is a last resort, and Yang Kai really doesn't want to use it.

By this time, it is no longer necessary.

The sheep-headed king is very powerful. Although his mind was affected by the soul thorn and the power of time and space, he quickly recovered. However, when he looked at it, there was no trace of Yang Kai.

At the moment when his mind went blank, Yang Kai disappeared.

Without thinking, the sheep-headed king suddenly turned his head, his eyes were split, and he shouted: "You are courting death!"

On the Qiankun that he moved over as a nest, Yang Kai's figure suddenly appeared, a long spear swept across, turned into a sky-shattering spear, and blasted towards the king-level ink nest.

He didn't directly attack the sheep-head king because he was not sure that he would kill with one blow. The king in his prime is not so easy to deal with. The ancestor Xiaoxiao couldn't succeed, let alone him.

Relatively speaking, it is much simpler to take advantage of this opportunity to destroy the opponent's Mocha.

Mochao would neither dodge nor fight back.

Having learned the lesson from the Mo Clan King City before, this time Yang Kai could say that he spared no effort in taking action. Under the shroud of the spear, the king-level ink nest was directly disconnected from it. For the powder.

The Black people in the Black Nest were also killed and injured. At this moment, I don't know how many breaths of life died.

The next moment, centered on the sea and celestial phenomena, one after another lord-level ink nest seemed to have lost its supporting bracket, collapsed and perished one after another.

Without the king-level ink nest as the source, all the lord-level ink nests are gone.

Yang Kai picked up the spear, turned around, and faced the sheep-headed king who was rushing towards him. The pain caused his face to distort, and the murderous intent in his eyes was as strong as reality.

The sheep-headed king, who had just regained his peak power, quickly lost his aura, and directly fell to a situation that was even worse than before.

Facing the flickering long spear, the sheep-headed king felt terrified for the first time.

The opponent's strength is obviously not as good as his own, but after a fight, he actually re-created himself like this. He can't help but suspect that if he fights again, he may really die under the opponent's hands.

But soon, he abandoned the fear in his heart, and when he gritted his teeth, he approached Yang Kai more and more quickly, his face was more twisted and sinister than Yang Kai.

At this point, he has no way out, this time either the enemy will die or I will die!

Yang Kai also rushed to kill, the figures of the two sides intertwined in the void, their blood flew, and at the same time, they screamed.

Without him, at the moment of the shot, Yang Kai once again urged the soul-sacrifice thorn, and while his own spiritual sense was injured, the other party couldn't get better.

However, he has a soul-warming lotus, and he is not afraid of the trauma of his spiritual sense.

The respective figures just stood still, then turned around again and charged towards each other again.

In the void in the distance, a large number of Mo people are surrounded in all directions, but the sheep head king sees that the situation is not good, and wants to use the strength of his army.

However, in order to save energy consumption, the Black Ink Clan that he bred did not have a domain lord, and the strongest one was just a lord.

Whether such an army can pose a threat to Yang Kai, he has no idea in his heart, but now, he must do his best.

Yang Kai obviously found this too.

He really doesn't pay attention to the Black Ink Clan of the lord level, but it will also take time. Now that nearly ten million Black Ink Clan troops are besieged, he still has to deal with the sheep head king. If he is not careful, he might die. it's here.

His shot became more and more ruthless, and the soul thorn was urged desperately.

After four times in a row, Yang Kai's mind suddenly became in a trance, and he secretly said in his heart that he had used the Soul Sacrifice too many times, which had already affected the root of his soul.

If you push it further, the sheep head king will not die, and he will also lose his soul. Even if there is Wen Shenlian, I am afraid that he will not be able to return to the sky.

Thinking like this in my heart, my mind fell into a blank, unable to think, and my mind was completely silent.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Kai was suddenly stimulated by a sense of warmth, and the quiet mind suddenly woke up.

The headache is splitting, the soul is severely injured, and the thinking is muddled.

He was able to wake up, completely stimulated by Wen Shenlian.

The moment he woke up, he realized that he was surrounded by enemies in all directions, densely packed, with no end in sight.

That is the army of the Mo people!

He was fighting in the Black Ink Clan army, and wherever he passed, blood flowed into rivers, and countless Black Ink Clan corpses were in the void.

Even if his mind and mind were silent, his body was killing the enemy mechanically, which saved his life. If not, those Mo clan lords might have really killed him.

Yang Kai secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, there is no domain master-level existence among these Black Ink Clan, otherwise, whether he can survive or not is two things.

The next moment, he suddenly thought of the sheep head king.

Where has this guy gone?

The reason why his mind was silent was because he had driven too many soul-sacrifice thorns, and some of his souls couldn't bear the trauma caused by that time and again.

He is like this, even if the sheep head king is stronger than him, I am afraid that it will not be much better.

But now that he woke up, Yang Kai could not detect the aura of the sheep head king.

Ran?

wrong!

Yang Kai suddenly lowered his head and looked at his hand. In that hand, there was a huge head, and two horns were born. A pair of scorpions were rounded, as if he couldn't rest his eyes, and there was still ink and blood floating in the wound on his head.

This scene... seems familiar.

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