Chapter 5646 (1/2)

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.