Charge Point Interest

It's a battle that's been going on for thousands of years, and it's a close fight.

Only the real giant gods can compete with the black-colored giant gods. Judging from the results at hand, the two giant gods who have been fighting for many years can do nothing to each other. If they are left alone, this battle may continue. longer.

Yang Kai silently observed for a while, did not bother them, but focused his attention on another black-colored giant god.

That black-colored giant god was sitting cross-legged, with a slightly stooped figure, and its majestic figure covered the huge void. One of its arms penetrated into the void in front of it, penetrated the boundary wall, and was locked in the boundary wall by the two ninth-rank humans of the human race. In the opposite Feng Lan Territory, he couldn't move.

Originally, there were many wounds on its body, which were traces left by the strong human race and even the Dragon Emperor and Phoenix Queen on its body during the war in the sky. From those wounds, thick ink like mucus continued to flow. However, after so many years, the wounds on its body are obviously much less, and it is not as terrifying as what Yang Kai saw back then.

Its injuries are slowly recovering!

Yang Kai's head was slightly cold, and he was as strong as the king of the Mo clan. If he was seriously injured, he would have to go to sleep in the black nest to recover, but this black-colored giant god did not know what mysterious magical powers he could heal himself.

Although the speed of healing does not seem to be fast, it is indeed healing.

Such a powerful existence really cannot be reached with common sense. Thinking about it too, when this ink-colored giant **** was banned in the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land, it must have been scarred by the Holy Spirits, but countless thousands of years have passed, when Yang Kai went to seal ink to see it, it was Although the breath has been quiet, there is no injury left on the surface. It can be seen that this kind of peculiar powerhouse can heal himself.

Seemingly aware of Yang Kai's prying eyes, the black-colored giant god who had closed his eyes and rested his mind suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards Yang Kai.

Invisible coercion, like a universe in an instant, pressed on Yang Kai's shoulders, making him involuntarily short.

The cultivation of the eighth-rank Kaitian is almost beyond the existence of the ninth-rank, and there is indeed a big gap!

However, it is not that Yang Kai has not experienced this kind of thing. When this black-colored giant **** recovered in the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land, he had chased the other party all the way. Although he did nothing, he would not be casually attacked by the other party's threat. crushed.

Motivated by Xiao Qiankun's power, Yang Kai slowly straightened up.

In the distant void, the ink-colored giant god seemed to let out a chuckle and ignored him.

It's like seeing a funny bug, except to be amused, there is no need to pay too much attention, what about the eighth-rank, the human race ninth-rank it is not in the eyes, not a dozen or twenty nine Pin together, never think of a fight with him.

Yang Kai slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly: "Two ancestors, Yang Kai bows!"

The sound passed through the boundary wall penetrated by the arm of the black giant god, and entered the ears of Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing who were sitting in the opposite Fenglan Domain.

Both of them were stunned, and the ancestor smiled and hurriedly said: "Yang Kai, are you in the realm of the sky?"

"Yes!" As Yang Kai replied, he opened the portal of his own Little Universe and began to summon the army of the Little Stone Clan.

In his ancestral land, although he handed over 20 million small stone clan troops to the seventh-rank Motu, he still kept several million spares on his side.

However, the little stone clan who stayed behind did not have the kind of strong Xiaozhang clan. They were all ordinary small stone clan soldiers who could not play a big role in the war, but for him, it was very good. help.

"What are you doing over there?" The ancestor Xiaoxiao was a little strange, "How is the situation of the human race now?"

Yang Kai continued to summon the small stone clan army, one after another, and soon, all the small stone clans were densely packed, and he replied: "The situation is fairly stable, the ancestors don't have to worry. I am here... Find the Mo clan to collect some points. Interest."

"Charging interest?" Wu Qing's puzzled voice sounded.

Yang Kai snorted: "The two ancestors, please be careful!"

"What are you going to do?" In Feng Lanyu, Wu Qing suddenly had a not so wonderful feeling, and he glanced at the ancestor Xiaoxiao, and they all became alert.

In the space of the sky, the black-colored giant **** also frowned, watching Yang Kai's movements intently.

As Yang Kai's voice fell, two million small stone tribes like locusts crossed the border, overwhelmingly rushing towards the black-colored giant god, each of them was not afraid of death, even in the face of such a behemoth as the black-colored giant god, there is no fear. .

They have low intelligence, and the nature of the group is to grow by swallowing each other, so they don't know what death is. For them, death is just a continuation of another way.

With the help of the small stone clan to activate the light of purification, there are advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that it is concealed enough, and the disadvantage is that it is not flexible enough. Once the small stone clan is killed, the wreckage will remain in place.

But it is the best to deal with immobile targets like the black-colored giant god.

The two million little stone clan were mighty, and they were killed in front of the black-colored giant god in an instant. Even if the two million army gathered together, in front of this behemoth, it was not worth mentioning.

Looking at the scene, it looks like a swarm of buzzing mosquitoes rushing around a person.

The vast and boundless power of ink will pour out from the body of the ink-colored giant god, and the heritage displayed by the king and the fake king is completely incomparable to it.

Although the ink-colored giant **** did not know what Yang Kai was going to do, he would not let him easily succeed.

The rich power of ink enveloped the small stone army like a tide, silently.

In the blink of an eye, the ink color receded like a tidal wave, but the army of 2 million small stone clans had no life, and even each small stone clan remained intact and could not see any scars.

Even Yang Kai didn't know what method the ink-colored giant gods used to kill these little stone clans.

"What is this doing?" The ink-colored giant god finally spoke, with a slightly teasing tone.

Yang Kai stretched out his hands, and the two marks on the back of his hands began to heat up, and said viciously: "Beat you!"

The smile on the face of the ink-colored giant god disappeared instantly.

The light of yellow and blue suddenly illuminated the void and blended with each other.

The ink-colored tide that had receded, surged out once again, even more surging than before.

Pure white light began to bloom, and in the blink of an eye, it gathered into a huge white ball, like a falling sun star.

This huge white halo is more than ten times stronger than the movement Yang Kai made in the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land. The light not only enveloped the void, but also wrapped the huge body of the black giant god.

With the sacrifice of two million small stone clan troops alone, it is naturally impossible to achieve this level. Yang Kai in the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land, but sacrificed three million small stone clan troops, but the results are not as powerful as this place. 10% of .

The reason for such a huge difference is that Yang Kai was cruel this time. Before summoning the small stone clan army, he distributed a large amount of topaz and blue crystals to them.

This time, it is not only the strength of the two million little stone clan army that is sacrificed, but also the massive citrine and aquamarine.

From Big Brother Huang and Big Sister Lan, Yang Kai consumed as much as 30% to 40% in one go.

If piled up, those topaz and aquamarine can pile up into hills.

The effort is so huge, and the effect is remarkable.

The pure light enveloped the ink-colored giant god spirit, and the invisible and invisible power eroded into its body. In the huge body, the power of ink was quickly dispelled and purified.

The ink-colored giant god roared and struggled frantically.

In Feng Lanyu, Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing finally understood why Yang Kai asked them to be careful.

The two of them have been sitting here for two or three thousand years, and they have been working together to restrain one arm of the black giant god with secret techniques. Originally, the strength of the two of them was not enough to do this, but the arm of the black giant **** After passing through the boundary wall, this means that they are fighting against the black giant gods across the boundary, and the strength that the other party can exert has been greatly weakened, so they can always be safe and sound.

However, at this moment, tortured by the light of purification, the black-colored giant god began to struggle frantically. The first thing to do is to pull his arm back, get out of the predicament, and squeeze Yang Kai, the initiator, to death.

On the huge arm like a mountain pillar, the chains clattered, and the boundless power of ink began to surge, trying to break free from the shackles of the chains.

Wu Qing and Xiaoxiao's expressions changed greatly, and they did not hesitate to use their own sway, and frantically urged various secret techniques to restrain them.

Thanks to these years, the two have continued to reinforce the restriction, otherwise the riot at that moment might have really let the ink-colored giant god get out of trouble.

Around this, the pressure on the two of them also increased greatly, and their hearts were surprised and relieved.

Surprisingly, I don't know what means Yang Kai used to actually make the ink-colored giant **** so crazy and angry. Fortunately, the juniors of the human race are expected to be able to display the means of harming the ink-colored giant **** with the cultivation base of the eighth-rank Kaitian.

That burst of pure white sun star lasted for more than ten breaths before slowly dissipating.

Xiaoxiao and Wuqing ancestors seem to have spent thousands of years...

When everything calmed down, the two looked at each other, and both saw the sweat and fear on each other's foreheads. The chains that locked the arms of the ink-colored giant god broke countless times, and they hurriedly repaired them in panic.

But they also know that if the black-colored giant god really wants to get out of trouble, it can actually be done, but it must abandon its restrained arm, which can be said to be a real strong man breaking his wrist!

Abandoning an arm may not have a life-threatening impact on the black-colored giant ****, but it will greatly damage its strength. When it is not a last resort, the black-colored giant **** will never do this, which gives them the opportunity to continue to clamp down on each other.

In the realm of the sky, Yang Kai's face was calm, quietly looking at the huge figure still shrouded in the afterglow of white radiance, his expression was indifferent.

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