Chapter 5646: Collect interest

This is a battle that has stretched for thousands of years, and it is also a close battle.

Only the real giant spirit family can contend against the black giant spirits. From the results before them, the two giant spirits who have fought for many years can't help each other. If you leave it alone, this battle may continue. longer.

Yang Kai observed in silence for a while, instead of disturbing them, instead focused his attention on another giant black god.

The black giant **** was sitting side by side, slightly squatting, and its towering figure obscured the vast void. One of its arms penetrated into the void in front of it, penetrated the boundary wall, and was locked by the two ninth ranks of the human race. In the wind and haze domain on the opposite side, he could not move.

Originally, it had many wounds. It was the marks left by the strong human race and even the dragon emperor and phoenix queens on its body during the war in the sky. Those wounds continuously flowed out of thick ink like mucus. Li, but after so many years, the wounds on its body are obviously much less, and it is not as scary as Yang Kai saw back then.

Its injuries are slowly recovering!

Yang Xinxing's head is slightly shy, and he is stronger than the Mo clan king. If he is seriously injured, he needs to sleep in the ink nest to recover. This ink giant **** does not know any mysterious powers, and can heal himself.

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

Such a powerful existence really can't be treated with common sense. Think about it, too, when this ink-colored giant spirit was banned in the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit, it must have been scarred by the Holy Spirits, but countless thousands of years passed, when Yang Kai went to Fengmo land to see it, it Although the breath was silent, there was no injury left on the surface. It can be seen that this kind of peculiar strong man could heal himself.

As if he had noticed Yang Kai's prying eyes, the black giant **** who had closed his eyes and calmed down suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Kai.

The invisible coercion was instantly like a universe, pressing on Yang Kai's shoulders, making him short in shape.

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

However, Yang Kai has not experienced such a thing. When this black giant **** was resurrected in the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit, he had pursued the opponent all the way. Although he did nothing, he would not be casually abused by the opponent. Overwhelmed.

Motivated by the power of Xiao Qiankun, Yang Kai slowly straightened up.

In the distant void, the black giant spirit seemed to chuckle, and ignored him.

It's like seeing a funny bug. Except for amusement, there is not much need to pay attention to. What about the eighth rank, the ninth rank of the human race does not put it in the eyes, and it will not come to a dozen or twenty nines. Pin joins forces, never want to fight him.

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

The voice passed through the boundary wall pierced by the arm of the ink giant god, into the ears of Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing who were sitting in the opposite Fenglan domain.

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

"Yes!" Yang Kai replied, opening the door of his own small universe and starting to summon the small stone clan army.

In the ancestral land, even though he had handed over to the 20 million little stone clan army of the 7th-Rank Mo disciple, he still had several million spares.

However, the Xiaoshi clan who remained there weren’t the kind of powerful Xiaoshi clan who had a hundred feet of feet. They were ordinary soldiers of the Xiaoshi clan, who didn’t play much role in the war, but for him, it was very good. Boost.

"What are you doing over there?" Xiaoxiao Old Ancestor was a little strange, "What is the situation in the human race now?"

Yang Kai continued to summon the small stone clan army, batch after batch, and soon, there were densely packed with small stone clan around him, and he replied: "The situation is still stable, the ancestors don't have to worry. I'm here... to find the Mo clan to collect interest."

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

Yang Kai yelled, "Two ancestors, please be careful!"

"What are you going to do?" Wu Qing suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling in the wind and haze domain. He glanced at the old ancestor Xiaoxiao, and both became alert.

In the airspace, the black giant spirit also frowned, watching Yang Kai's movements intently.

With the fall of Yang Kai's voice, two million little stone tribes passed through the border like locusts, swarming towards the black giant gods, one by one, not afraid of death, even in the face of such huge monsters as the black giant gods, there is no fear. .

They are low-spirited, and the characteristics of the ethnic group are to grow by swallowing each other, so they don't know what death is. For them, death is just another continuation.

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 sufficiently concealed, but the disadvantage is that it is not flexible enough. Once the small stone clan is killed in battle, the debris will remain in place.

But it is the best to deal with such immovable targets as the black giant god.

The two million little stone clan is vast and mighty, and it has been killed in front of the black giant **** in an instant. Even if the two million army gathers, it is not worth mentioning in front of this behemoth.

Judging from the scene, it looked like a group of mosquitoes buzzing around a person.

The vast and boundless power of ink will emerge from the spirit of the ink giant god, and the foundation displayed by the pseudo-lord can not be compared with it.

Although the ink giant spirit didn't know what Yang Kai was going to do, it wouldn't let him easily succeed.

The strong ink power shrouded the small stone clan army like a tide, silently.

In the blink of an eye, the ink color receded like a tide, but the army of the two million little stone tribes had lost their lives, and even every little stone tribe remained intact, with no scars visible.

Even Yang Kai didn't know what method the black giant **** used to kill these little stone tribes.

"What are you doing?" The black giant **** finally spoke, his tone slightly teasing.

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

The smile on the face of the ink giant spirit diminished in an instant.

The light of yellow and blue suddenly imprinted on the void, blending with each other.

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

The pure white light began to bloom, and in the blink of an eye, it gathered into a huge white ball, as if a sun star fell.

This huge white halo was more than ten times stronger than Yang Kai's movement in the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit. The light not only enveloped the void, but also enveloped the huge body of the black giant god.

The sacrifice of two million little stone tribe army alone can’t do this level. Yang Kai was in the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land, but he sacrificed 3 million little stone tribe army, but the result was not as powerful as this place. 10%.

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

This time the sacrifice was not only the power in the two million little stone clan army, but also the massive amounts of topaz and aquamarine.

Yang Kai consumes 30 to 40% of the things found from Big Brother Huang and Big Sister Lan.

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

Paying so much, the effect is also impressive.

The pure light envelops the black giant spirit body, and the shadowless and invisible power erodes into its body. In the huge body, the power of ink is quickly dispersed and purified.

The black giant **** roared and struggled frantically.

In the wind and haze domain, Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing finally understood why Yang Kai asked them to be careful.

The two of them have been sitting here for two to three thousand years, and they have been working together to clamp an arm of the black giant **** with secret techniques. Originally, their power alone was not enough to do this, but the arm of the black giant **** hit After passing through the boundary wall, it is equivalent to that they are fighting against the black giant god. The power that the other party can exert has been greatly weakened, so they can always be safe and sound.

However, at this moment, tormented by the light of purification, the black giant spirit began to struggle frantically. The first thing to do was to withdraw his arm, get rid of the predicament, and squeeze Yang Kai, the initiator, to death.

On the huge mountain-pillar arms, chains clashed, and the boundless power of ink began to surge, trying to break free from the chains.

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

Thanks to these years, the two have continuously strengthened the prohibition, otherwise the riot at that moment may really make the ink giant **** get out of trouble.

Because of this, the two of them were under increased pressure, and they were surprised and pleased.

Surprisingly, I don't know what methods Yang Kai used to make the black giant **** so madly annoyed. What is gratifying is that the descendants of the human race are expected to be able to use the means to harm the black giant **** with the eighth-rank open cultivation base.

The burst of white sun star lasted for more than ten breaths before it slowly dissipated.

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

When everything calmed down, the two looked at each other, and they both saw the sweat and fear on each other's foreheads, and the chains that locked the arms of the ink giant gods broke countlessly, and they quickly repaired them in a panic.

However, they also know that if the black giant spirit really wants to get out of trouble, it can actually be done, but it must abandon its restrained arm, which can be described as a real brave man!

Abandoning an arm may have no life impact on the black giant spirit, but it will greatly damage its strength. When it is not a last resort, the black giant spirit will never do this, which gives them the opportunity to continue to restrain each other.

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