Chapter 5646

This is a battle that has lasted for thousands of years, and it is also a battle of equal strength.

Only the real giant gods can compete with the ink giant gods. From the immediate results, the two giant gods who have fought for many years can do nothing to each other. If they let it go, the war may last longer.

Yang Kai observed them silently for a while. Instead of disturbing them, he focused on another black giant God.

The black giant god sat around, slightly bent, and the towering figure covered the huge void. One of its arms penetrated into the void in front, penetrated the boundary wall, and was locked in the wind and haze area opposite the boundary wall by the two nine products of the Terran, resulting in its inability to move.

Originally, it had many injuries. That was the traces left on it by the strong people of the human race and even the empress of the dragon, the emperor and the Phoenix during the war in the empty domain. Those wounds were constantly flowing with the force of ink as thick as mucus. However, over the years, the wounds on it were much less, and they were not as terrible as Yang Kai saw in those years.

Its injury is slowly recovering!

Yang Kai's heart is slightly cold, stronger than the king of the Mo family. If he is seriously injured, he also needs to go into the ink nest to sleep before he can recover. However, this giant ink God doesn't know what mysterious magic power he has, and he can heal himself.

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

Such a powerful existence can't be measured by common sense. Think about it, when the ink giant God was banned in the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit, it must have been beaten and scarred by the Holy Spirit, but countless years later, when Yang Kai went to Fengmo land to see it, although its breath was silent, there was no residual injury on the surface. It can be seen that this strange strong man could heal himself.

It seemed that he noticed Yang Kai's peeping eyes. The ink giant god who had originally closed his eyes to nourish his spirit suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Kai.

The invisible pressure, like a heaven and earth, pressed on Yang Kai's shoulder, making him short.

The cultivation of the eighth grade is almost beyond the existence of the ninth grade. There is a big gap indeed!

However, Yang Kai did not experience this kind of thing. When the great black god revived in the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit, he pursued the other party all the way. Although he did nothing, he was not easily crushed by the other party's authority.

Driven by the power of small heaven and earth, Yang Kai straightened up slowly.

In the distant void, the ink giant God seemed to smile and ignored him.

It's like seeing a funny bug. There's no need to pay too much attention to it except to amuse. What about the eight grades? It's not in the eyes of the nine grades of the Terran. If you don't join hands with more than ten or twenty nine grades, you won't want to fight him.

Yang Kai slowly closed his eyes. A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "two ancestors, Yang Kai, worship!"

Through the boundary wall penetrated by the arm of the black giant god, the sound was introduced into the smile and Wu Qing's ear in the opposite wind and haze area.

Both of them were stunned and smiled. Lao Zu hurriedly said, "Yang Kai, are you in the empty field?"

"Yes!" As Yang Kai answered, he opened the door of his own little universe and began to summon the army of Xiaoshi family.

In his ancestral land, although he handed over more than 20 million small stone clan troops to the seven grade Mo disciples, he left millions of spare on his own side.

However, the small stone clan left behind did not have the strong ones of the hundred Zhang small stone clan. They were all ordinary small stone clan soldiers who could not play a great role in the war, but they were a good help to him.

"What are you doing over there?" Xiaoxiao was a little strange, "how is the Terran situation now?"

Yang Kai continued to summon the small stone family army, batch after batch. Soon, there were all small stone families around him. He replied, "the situation is still stable. I don't have to worry. I'm here... To collect some interest from the Mo family."

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

Yang Kai whispered, "please be careful, two ancestors!"

"What are you going to do?" In the wind and haze area, Wuqing suddenly had a less wonderful feeling. He looked at Xiaoxiao's grandfather and was all attentive and alert.

In the empty field, the black giant God also frowned and stared at Yang Kai's action.

As Yang Kai's voice fell, two million small stone people, like locusts, crossed the border and rushed towards the huge black gods. They were not afraid of death one by one. Even in the face of such giants as the huge black gods, they were not afraid.

They have low intelligence. The characteristics of the ethnic groups are 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 urge the light of purification, there are advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that it is hidden enough, but the disadvantage is not flexible enough. Once the small stone clan dies, the wreckage will remain in place.

But it is the best way to deal with immovable targets such as the ink giant gods.

Two million small stone people were mighty and had been killed in front of the giant black gods in an instant. Even if two million troops gathered, they were not worth mentioning in front of this giant.

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

The boundless power of ink will emerge from the body of the ink giant God. The details of the king and the puppet king can not be compared with it.

Although the black giant god didn't know what Yang Kai was going to do, he wouldn't let him succeed easily.

The strong ink power enveloped the Xiaoshi family army like a tide, silent.

In the blink of an eye, the ink color receded like the tide. However, the two million small stone clan army had no life. Even each small stone clan remained intact and could not see any scars.

Even Yang Kai didn't know what means the ink giant gods used to kill these small stone families.

"What are you doing?" The ink giant God finally opened his mouth, and his tone was slightly ridiculed.

Yang Kai stretched out his hands, and the two marks on the back of his hands began to appear. He said fiercely, "beat you!"

The smile on the black giant God's face converged in an instant.

The yellow and blue lights suddenly shine on the void and blend with each other.

The originally receding ink tide surged out again, more surging than just now.

The pure white light began to bloom. 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 that Yang Kai tossed in the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit. The light not only shrouded the void, but also wrapped the huge body of the black giant God.

The sacrifice of 2 million Xiaoshi troops alone can't do this. Yang Kai is in the Holy Spirit's ancestral land, but the results of sacrificing 3 million Xiaoshi troops are less than 10% of the power here.

The reason why there was such a huge difference was that Yang Kai was cruel this time. He distributed a large number of yellow crystals and blue crystals to those small stone families before calling them.

This time, the sacrifice is not only the power in the two million Xiaoshi army, but also a large number of yellow and blue crystals.

Yang Kai consumed as much as 34% of the things he collected from brother Huang and sister LAN at one time.

If piled up, those yellow and blue crystals can pile up into hills.

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

The pure light wrapped the ink giant spirit, and the invisible power eroded into its body. In its huge body, the power of ink was quickly dispersed and purified.

The black giant god roared and struggled frantically.

In the Fenglan domain, Xiaoxiao and Wuqing finally understand why Yang Kai wants them to be careful.

The two of them have been here for two or three thousand years and have been working together to clamp down on one arm of the ink giant god with secret skills. Originally, their strength alone was not enough to do this, but the arm of the ink giant god broke through the boundary wall, which means that they are fighting with the ink giant god across the boundary, and the strength of the other party has been greatly weakened, So we can always be safe.

However, at this moment, tortured by the light of purification, the black giant God began to struggle frantically. The first thing to do is to pull back his arm, get rid of the dilemma, and crush the initiator Yang Kai.

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

Wuqing and Xiaoxiao's face changed greatly. They didn't mean to use their own skills and frantically urged all kinds of secrets to clamp them down.

Thanks to these years, the two people have constantly strengthened the prohibition, otherwise the riot at that moment might really get the ink giant spirit out of trouble.

Around is so, the two people are also under great pressure, surprised and relieved.

I was surprised that Yang Kai actually used what means to make the ink giant spirit so crazy and angry. I'm glad that the descendants of the Terran are expected to show the means to hurt the ink giant spirit with the cultivation of eight grades.

The white star of the sun that burst out in that round lasted more than ten breath before it dissipated slowly.

Xiaoxiao and Wuqing ancestors seem to have spent thousands of years

When everything calmed down, they looked at each other and saw the sweat and fear on each other's forehead. The chains that locked the arms of the black giant gods jumped off countless times, and they hurriedly repaired in panic.

However, they also know that if the ink giant god really wants to get out of trouble, it can actually do it, but it must abandon its clamped arm. It can be said that it is a real strong man breaking his wrist!

Abandoning an arm may have no impact on the life of the ink giant god, but it will greatly damage its strength. The ink giant god will never do so when it is absolutely necessary, which gives them the opportunity to continue to clamp down on each other.

In the empty field, Yang Kai's face was calm and quietly looked at the huge figure still shrouded in the aftertaste of white brilliance.