Martial Peak

  If Yang Kai was only at the sixth or seventh rank, Luo Tinghe would not be so embarrassed. It would be easy to give some treasures or give instructions on his practice.

  Yang Kai's cultivation base has been increasing steadily over the years, and he has made rapid progress. He is now an eighth rank, and he is not an ordinary eighth rank, but the kind of eighth rank that is about to reach the peak.

  In terms of strength, Yang Kai's eighth rank is absolutely the top of the human race at the same level, even Xiang Shan can't compare with it.

  This made Luo Tinghe a little difficult to handle. Since he was promoted to the Ninth Rank and was responsible for guarding the Remembrance Station, he has been considering this matter and finally made a decision.

   "Think about it, you are running around a lot, and you encounter many dangers. It is better to give you a self-defense thing. If you encounter danger in the future, it may be useful."

Saying like this, without giving Yang Kai a chance to refuse, the slender jade fingers pointed forward, the sky full of flowers covering the valley seemed to be drawn by some, and it turned into a little fluorescent light in an instant, and gathered at her fingertips. Come.

  The streamer gathers around and slowly converges into the light and shadow of a butterfly. The butterfly is gorgeous in color and looks lifelike. It gently flutters its wings and has a lot of spirituality.

  When the sky's fluorescence disappeared, the butterfly also completely condensed.

  This is not over yet, Yang Kai clearly felt Luo Tinghe's power of heaven and earth surging crazily, and the butterflies poured in at his fingertips. The little butterfly, as big as the palm of a baby, became a bottomless pit at this moment, constantly devouring the power of a Ninth Stage Open Heaven.

  Yang Kai was immediately moved.

  Although he didn't know what mystery Luo Tinghe had used, he could see that this senior who was born in Yin and Yang sky was injecting the details of his own small universe into the butterfly.

  This is undoubtedly a great loss to her. Such a butterfly condensed by the secret technique, if it is urged, its power will not be less than that of Luo Tinghe personally!

  Really a baby! As Luo Tinghe said, now he no longer needs to practice in retreat, he only travels around. He was previously in the ancestral land and was besieged and suppressed by the strong Mo people. After going back to the customs, he faced two Mo kings. Countless Mo people are strong.

  There are indeed a lot of dangers. If there is such a baby to defend himself, it can save lives at certain critical moments.

  Don’t say anything else, if he had such a secret butterfly in the ancestral land that day, how could Diu dig out any waves?

  With the infusion of a Ninth-Rank Open Sky Small Universe, the Secret Art Butterfly becomes more and more agile, as if it really came back to life, it wants to fly high.

  And Luo Tinghe's face, there was a trace of fatigue.

It was only half an hour before Luo Tinghe took a long breath, cutting off the connection between his Little Universe and the Secret Art Butterfly. With a light touch of his fingertip, the Secret Art Butterfly flew towards Yang Kai.

  Yang Kai opened the palm of his hand, and the butterfly flew into his palm, and the brilliant streamer dispersed and turned into a butterfly-shaped crystal.

   "If you encounter a crisis that you can't resolve, just sacrifice this thing. It has the power to shoot with all my strength, but it can only last for 30 breaths, remember." Luo Tinghe warned.

Although the butterfly is light, Yang Kaixin’s head is heavy. He can probably estimate that in order to condense this secret technique butterfly, Luo Tinghe has lost at least 500 to 800 years of Taoism, in other words, hundreds of years of hard work. The accumulated background is only for condensing such a butterfly, but it lasts only 30 breaths.

  In a sense, this kind of secret technique is extremely harmful to Luo Tinghe, but for Yang Kai, it is a real life-saving thing.

  Seriously collected the secret technique butterfly, Yang Kai bowed and said, "Thank you for your love!"

Luo Tinghe smiled slightly: "You are now the backbone of the human race, you can't make any difference." After a while, he continued: "You are running a lot outside, and you know the current situation of the two races far better than others. You might as well tell me. Say, if the two races go into full-scale war at this moment, what is the winning rate of the human race?"

  Yang Kai pondered for a moment, and said in a serious tone: "The winning rate is actually still very high, but Human Race can't just focus on the present..."

  Human race is not without the confidence to go to war with the Mo race.

Back then, Yang Kai took the initiative to give up his greatest advantage in the Xuanming domain, and set the first to negotiate a peace with the Mo clan, only to create a relatively safe growth environment for the descendants of the Human race, because he realized at the time that this is not a person who can control the battle. In war, the human race needs more powerhouses.

  Later, the scope of the peace talks radiated to more large-scale battlefields.

   More than two thousand years have passed since the Human Race has risen batch after batch of up-and-coming stars, as well as the Star Realm and the Ten Thousand Demon Realms, and even his small universe has continuously emerged batches of geniuses.

   Nowadays, Human Race has one more Nine-Rank Open Heaven.

  It can be said that the current situation of the Human Race is much better than the one that just retreated three thousand years ago.

  Once the war really starts, the human race’s winning rate is not small. If nothing else, he doesn’t have any constraints and can kill the enemy. Those post-world domain masters, innate domain masters, are targeted by him, how many people can escape?

  The Mo people can create false kings, but how can so many domain masters make them sacrifice?

So even if a full-scale battle between the two races breaks out at this moment, the winning rate of the human race is more than 60% to 70%, but you must be mentally prepared to pay a huge price. Maybe under the first war, the current warrior of the human race will sharply reduce by more than half, and it will sweep the two. Under the grand battle of the clan, no one can guarantee that he will survive.

   But how can Human Race only focus on it? The root of the Mo people's trouble is in the early days of the Great Forbidden, and Mo's deity will not be removed. Even if the Mo people who have invaded the three thousand worlds are eliminated, the ink trouble will be difficult to solve.

  Human race needs more strength and stronger background to deal with the worse situation that may happen.

  The ink retreat is a means prepared for this situation.

  For the time being, time is on the side of the human race. The longer the time delay, the greater the advantage over the human race. But this kind of delay also has a limit. Once Mo's deity fully awakens, and the Human Race has not found a way to deal with it, no matter how much the delay is, it will only be lingering.

   Therefore, before returning to the customs, Yang Kai is willing to use thousands of Mo disciples and a large amount of materials to understand the Mo Clan's enmity against him. It is not that he is easy to talk, but it is not a good time to completely tear his face with the Mo Clan.

   Speaking of thousands of Mo disciples, Yang Kai suddenly remembered that those thousands of Mo disciples had been kept in Xiao Qiankun by himself, and he had forgotten to release them before at the headquarters.

  But it's not in a hurry, anyway, there is no danger in staying in my own small universe.

  Have a long conversation with Luo Tinghe for a long time, and analyzed the situation of the two races. Luo Tinghe couldn’t help but nod.

  Although she is the 9th-Rank, she had been in the Qingyang Region all the time before, and after she was promoted to the 9th-Rank, she had been seated here. She really didn't know much about the external situation.

  It is true that Yang Kai can run too much, and others don't have his ability.

   "I probably understand." Luo Tinghe nodded slightly, and suddenly smiled: "You have such a winning ticket, so that said, you have found a way to deal with the black giant god?"

  If the two races go to war, the biggest advantage of the Mo race is not the massive force and the territorial master who surpasses the eighth rank of the human race, but the black giant **** who is clamped by the two ninth rank of the human race in the air domain!

  That is the strongest person who can really influence the war between the two races.

The Mo Clan now has two giant ink-colored gods, one of which is restrained by Ah Er, so you don’t need to worry too much. These two have been fighting for thousands of years, and no one can do anything about it. On the contrary, it is the ink-colored giant spirit that awakened from the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit , Once out of trouble, it would definitely be a disaster for the human race.

Before it was seriously injured, it was locked in place by two ninth-rank human races using secret techniques, but after so many years of recovery, the injury should not be a major problem, otherwise Yang Kai would not specifically go to the airspace to give it. It's cruel.

  Once the Mo Clan reaches the critical moment of life and death, the black giant **** will never stand idly by, maybe he will use a trick to break his arm.

  It is difficult to contend with the human race's current power alone.

  It can be heard in Luo Tinghe, Yang Kai did not mention the meaning of the black giant **** in his words, obviously he had responded to it.

  Yang Kai laughed blankly: "The ancestor is really quick in mind."

  Luo immediately made a lot of thoughts when he heard He, but he didn't ask much.

   Gossiping for a while, Yang Kai left, and Luo Tinghe meditated on his own to make up for his own losses.

  Yang Kai did not return to the retreating ink station, but went directly to the void outside the sky. Yang Kai opened the door of Xiao Qiankun and released the thousands of ink disciples who had not returned.

   Dispelled by the light of purification, the power of ink in their bodies has disappeared completely. At this moment, they appeared to face Yang Kai, and they all looked ashamed.

  Especially at the time they tried to escape and caused trouble for Yang Kai. If Yang Kai hadn't blocked the void with the supernatural powers of space, they might still be serving under the Mo clan at the moment.

  Yang Kai was not surprised at this, did not say anything to them, only pointed them a direction, and asked them to report to the Human Race Headquarters.

   Thousands of people saluted together, turned into streamers, and quickly disappeared.

  ……

  It took several months to mobilize troops and horses from the General Office, and it was not easy to mobilize thousands of open-space realms. It could not be transferred from one battlefield, otherwise it might affect the situation of that battlefield.

  There are also various personnel configurations, which are also very particular.

  However, before the human soldiers arrived, a group of holy spirits came to Yang Kai to report.

  Is exactly the batch of Holy Spirit he brought out from the Taixu realm.

  Since Yang Kai slashed in the mysterious domain, these sloppy holy spirits have undoubtedly performed much better on the battlefield. They are really afraid of Yang Kai's brutal methods.

The 梼杌 of that day was comparable to an eighth-rank human being. Yang Kai said that he was slashed. Moreover, 梼杌 didn't even have the opportunity to resist. No one wanted the next 梼杌. Over the past few years, Humans have had They will try their best to complete all requests.

  That nameless universe, on the school grounds of the Retreat Ink Platform, Yang Kai looked at the Holy Spirit in front of him, and his heart was a little bit sorrowful.