Chapter 5211 Breaking the game
Judging from the number of Mo disciples in front of him, in the battle 30,000 years ago, after the death of the ancestor of Dayan, the soldiers of Dayan Pass were not wiped out. Many of them must have been captured by the Mo clan and then converted into Mo disciples.
Otherwise, there is no reason that so many high-grade Mozan would emerge in the Dayan War Zone.
In the Three Thousand Worlds, why does the Cave Heaven and Blessings block all the matters related to the Mo Clan? It is because the power of Mo is too tempting for some people.
Of course, once eroded by the power of ink, the whole person will become the supreme ink, and his mind will change drastically. It can be said that he has become another person completely, but the help provided by the power of ink can make warriors ignore the various shackles of the Kaitian Realm. As long as he has enough resources and luck, his cultivation can be improved until the final ninth level.
Throughout history, how many ninth grades can be found? Looking at the various caves, there are only a handful of blessed places.
Those warriors whose cultivation has reached the peak and cannot make further progress in their lives, would they not be moved if they knew the magic of Mo Zhili?
Yuan Du, the deputy head of Langya Fudi, had the cultivation level of the seventh-grade Kaitian. He also knew the harm of the power of Mo, but it was still difficult to stop the temptation of Mo's power. He eventually became a disciple of Mo, who turned his back on his ancestors and abandoned his sects, and endangered the sect. The commander Li Yuanwang forced to kill and clean up the portal.
This is the case for the deputy heads of the dignified Langya Blessed Land. Once the magic of Mo Zhili spreads in the three thousand worlds, you can imagine how many people will covet Mo Zhili.
People's hearts are unpredictable.
More than 30,000 years ago, the ancestor of Dayan died, the pass was broken, and most of the soldiers died in the battlefield, but there were definitely a large number of human soldiers captured by the Mo clan’s senior management and transformed into Mo disciples.
Thirty thousand years of stability give these Mo tribes enough time to practice, peek at higher realms, and gain more powerful power.
The long accumulation is enough to allow Mo Tu, who was originally at the sixth level, to grow into the eighth level Kaitian.
This kind of growth is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die in the process of your body and disappear. Even if you succeed, you will leave some extremely obvious inhuman characteristics everywhere in your body.
That's why Mi Jinglun saw so many seventh-grade and eighth-grade Mozan on the battlefield.
Although these Motuoes still have basic human form, most of them have some strange characteristics, such as an eighth-grade Motuo, with a big bag bulging on his shoulder, and from a distance, it seems like they have two heads.
Another eighth-grade Mo Pu, who actually had two short flesh wings growing behind him, one long and the other short, like twisted chicken feet.
There was also a seventh-grade Mo Pu who had an extra arm on his abdomen. This Mo Pu was fantastic. He probably had figured out a set of tactics himself, using his arms to match the extra arms, holding three sharp swords in his hand, and killing on the battlefield with his might.
These Mo disciples with obvious characteristics are all those who have broken through their original shackles with the help of the power of Mo.
They had no chance to practice to the current realm, but after being transformed into the moist, they had the opportunity to spy on higher-level martial arts.
The power they exerted seemed extremely unstable, giving people a feeling of being extremely violent.
But it is precisely because of the performance of these Mo disciples that the human race cannot successfully carry out the beheading plan.
Originally, in the expectation of Mi Jinglun and Ouyang Lie, dozens of eighth-grade matched more than a dozen domain masters, and the domain masters were unable to resist by several times.
Just a few people besiege one, and you can kill all the domain masters in a short time.
Without the domain lords in charge, hundreds of thousands of Mo tribe army were just a mob, and the human army could easily eat it.
But suddenly many eighth-grade motuos appeared disrupted this plan.
The power exuded by these eighth-grade Mozans is indeed violent enough, but the violence also shows that they are not good at controlling their own power.
In other words, these eighth-grade Motuos are still somewhat different from the real eighth-grade Kaitian, because their power is incorrect, and their strength is even weaker than the normal Mo tribe domain masters.
If you are single to single, any eighth-grade Kaitian is enough to surpass the eighth-grade Motu.
However, it is not so easy to kill.
What's more, neither the domain master nor the eighth-grade Mo disciples had any concerns about taking action, and they did not care about the casualties of the nearby Mo clans, but the eighth-grade human race had many concerns.
In this way, although the human race has some advantages in the high-end combat power of the two tribes, its advantages are not obvious and there is no crushing effect originally expected.
The fierce battle was particularly intense, and the casualties of the Mo tribe continued to expand.
The human race also suffered casualties one after another, and even the seventh-grade Kaitian fell on the battlefield.
Mi Jinglun frowned slightly. This situation was not what he expected to see. If such a situation continued to be stalemate, even if the human race finally won, he might be seriously injured.
For the sake of the present, we must break the deadlock quickly.
After a moment of pondering, his divine thoughts surged. The next moment, five figures leaped to the battlefield from the guard-class warships around the Destroyer.
All five are eighth-grade Kaitian.
They were originally staying on the Guard-class warship near the Destroyer, responsible for protecting the Destroyer and many special talents, but now it is time for them to take action.
The joining of the five eighth-grade players is enough to bring some changes to the battle situation of high-end combat power. As long as they find an opportunity to kill several eighth-grade Motu or domain masters, they can cause a series of chain reactions, making the clan's advantage grow like a snowball.
But this takes time.
Mi Jinglun turned his attention to another position in the battlefield.
That is the battlefield under the eighth-grade Kaitian and the domain masters.
At that position, there was a figure killing all directions. This man acted alone without cooperating with any warships, just holding a spear. However, wherever he passed, the Mo clan was overturned. Even the Mo clan at the lord level could not block his power of a shot.
This person is naturally Yang Kai.
In fact, since the outbreak of the war, Mi Jinglun has investigated the situation on his side several times.
What surprised the eighth-rank general town was that even though he had overestimated Yang Kai's ability, he actually underestimated it.
He is obviously only a seventh-grade, but he can exert power beyond the seventh-grade level. This is the root cause of his ability to stroll on the battlefield and be unstoppable.
He didn't know much about Yang Kai, but at least he had heard a lot of news about him, knowing that he had made great achievements on various battlefields, and even more knowing that a world tree had been planted in his little world.
It is said that the world tree subtree has the magical effect of tempering the power of heaven and earth.
Now it seems that this effect is better than expected, because Yang Kai's great power in heaven and earth is pure enough, so he can kill and terrify in every move.
Five eighth-ranked players have joined forces to break the deadlock.
Someone must break the battlefield below the eighth grade. Only by taking such a two-pronged approach can the Mo Clan be defeated in the shortest time!
Yang Kai is a good choice!
A thought arises, and Mi Jinglun’s spiritual thoughts surge.
On the battlefield, Yang Kai had a tide of murderous thoughts and was full of fighting spirit.
I haven't experienced this unbridled feeling for a long time.
Since Chenxi was founded, he has basically led Chenxi to fight every time in war. As the captain, he naturally has to consider a lot.
However, this time he didn't need to think about anything at all. He just killed the enemy and rushed wherever there were many enemies. He didn't have to worry about someone not being able to keep up with his pace, and he didn't have to worry about taking the team members into danger and unable to get out of trouble.
Under the activation of the law of space, his body was erratic and the domain lords did not take action, no one on the Mo tribe could pose a threat to him.
Of course, while not having any worries, it also means that no one can give him any help.
Since the fierce battle, the Mo tribe who died under his gun has been difficult to calculate, and he has suffered some injuries. On the chaotic battlefield, no matter how strong he is, he will be unable to stop all the attacks.
It was nothing serious, and the pain of the injury made him even more murderous.
During the fierce battle, a warship suddenly came. The warship was obviously not a standard team-class warship. It was much larger than an ordinary team-class warship, and there were also many traces of transformation on the warship.
This is an elite team of warships!
It's like the dawn of dawn.
Around the battleship were eight seventh-grade Kaitian, each of whom was astonishingly powerful and covered in ink blood. I don’t know how many Mo tribes they killed.
The leader was a young man with a majestic weapon. He sent a message from afar: "Brother Yang, the commander of the army has an order to order my Xuanfeng team and the Snow Wolf team to cooperate with Brother Yang to kill the enemy!"
Yang Kai stabbed out with a shot, and the shadow of the gun was covered with more than a dozen Mo tribes in front of him. He put the gun back and looked back, and asked in a voice transmission: "Where is the Snow Wolf Team?"
The young man should be the captain of Xuanfeng Team. He heard this and pointed: "I can't get out of here for the time being!"
"Follow me to answer!" Yang Kai said, and the man followed the gun and went in that direction to kill the general.
After fighting fiercely on the battlefield for so long, how could Yang Kai not notice the strangeness of the battle situation?
The Mo clan is not as vulnerable as imagined, and the root of all this is that there are a large number of seventh-grade and eighth-grade Mo disciples on the Mo clan!
This is really unexpected.
He had seen many Mo disciples and knew the various benefits and disadvantages of Mo disciples using Mo’s power to practice. He thought it would be difficult for Mo disciples to practice to the eighth grade. Although there were no shackles and constraints, the risk of promotion was several times greater than usual. Often, when promoted, Mo disciples would die because they could not control their power to explode. Although even if Mo disciples were promoted to the eighth grade, the number would not be too large.
But here, he actually saw so many eighth-grade motuos.
The high-level combat power cannot be determined in a short period of time. When the number gap is huge, the battle situation is naturally difficult to distinguish. If the situation is not broken, it will be extremely unfavorable to the human race.
He is only a seventh-grade person. Although he has experienced killing the domain master, he still has difficulty in interfering in the battlefield of high-level combat power.
The commander of the legion ordered him to lead two elite squads to kill the enemy, which was obviously considered. He hoped to use his power to open a gap in the battlefield under the high-level combat power.
Chapter completed!