Chapter 5816 Rare Guest

Void silence, the once prosperous region is now dead silence.

There should have been several Qiankun Worlds in the nearby airspace, but when the Black Ink Clan army invaded from here, those Qiankun Worlds had already been shattered and turned into pieces of scattered floating land.

Over the years, except for the occasional Black Ink Clan who came to investigate the situation, no one came here. Even the Black Ink Clan who came to spy on the situation did not want to stay here for a long time.

Wind Lantern...

After the tragic battle in the realm of the sky, the two remaining ninth-rank human races have been sitting here for more than 5,000 years!

In front of Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing, is a magnificent arm that stretches from the sky, breaking the barriers between the two regions, and running through a passage connecting the two regions.

It was through this passage that the Mo army of the year was able to bypass the defense of the human army and invaded the three thousand worlds.

It was also from the moment when this arm penetrated the two domains that the Three Thousand Worlds truly fell.

At this moment, on the arm, there are thick chains of secret techniques surrounding the arms, which are tightly bound. The freedom of the ink-colored giant god.

In terms of strength alone, a black-colored giant god is naturally not something that two 9-Ranks can compete against. However, under the war that year, this black-colored giant god was severely injured. Furthermore, it has one arm that runs through two domains, and its strength is difficult to exert.

The two ninth-rankers are indeed not the opponents of the ink-colored giant gods, but it is still possible to tie one of its arms and make it impossible to escape when they fight against each other so much.

But as time passed, even such a simple bondage seemed a bit difficult.

Thousands of years have passed, and the strength of the ink-colored giant god has almost recovered, and the two ninth-rank humans can clearly feel that it is becoming more and more difficult to restrain it.

Nearly a hundred years ago, the other party had a riot, which almost let the ink-colored giant god get out of trouble.

They don't know how long they can hold on, they only know that they can't let this ink-colored giant god get out of trouble easily.

Living here, they are almost isolated from the world. They can't even know the news about the human race. They don't know how the situation in the Three Thousand Worlds is now and whether the human race is going well...

The world seems to have forgotten them.

The torture of this loneliness is far superior to the pressure brought by the ink-colored giant gods.

Over the years, Yang Kai has come to visit them twice, and has informed them of some Human Race situations, but since those two times, he has never seen Yang Kai again.

In a battle in the sky, the old nine-rank human race was almost wiped out, and only the two of them survived.

The dead have passed away, but the surviving has more to bear.

The materials that Yang Kai gave them back then were almost exhausted, and now they can only minimize the consumption of their own strength in order to last longer.

In an extremely quiet environment, both of them are closing their eyes and resting. In fact, most of the time they have been spending this way. Only when the black-colored giant gods try to get rid of their shackles will they take action.

For a moment, both of them felt something, opened their eyes at the same time, and turned their heads to look in one direction.

In that direction, a figure sauntered over, with a handsome figure and a calm posture, with an undisguised brilliance and majesty, showing the strong strength of the comer.

Lord!

Wu Qing raised his brows slightly and said lightly, "It's really strange..."

For so many years, they have been sitting here, entangled with the black-colored giant gods. Except for Yang Kai who has visited them twice, the Black people did not dare to approach this side.

The main reason is that there were not many strong men on the Moose side before, and the only king had to sit in town all year round and not return to the customs. How dare those innate domain masters come here to be presumptuous.

So even if it is known that there are two ninth-rank human races here to contain the black-colored giant gods, the black-colored giants have never had any ideas for so many years.

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But the situation is different now. The number of Black Ink Clan experts has surged. Not only has there been one more king, but also a large number of false kings have been born. Moreover, the injuries of the ink-colored giant gods have also improved. Under the current situation, the Ink Clan naturally has some ideas.

"Mo Yu?" Xiaoxiao looked at the Mo clan king who came alone, and asked.

She heard from Yang Kai that the only king of the Mo clan was called Mo Yu, and he did not return to the gate all the year round. Yang Kai had several confrontations with him.

Although Yang Kai had a light-hearted look when he talked about this, it was ridiculous to know that the real situation must be that he was chased and killed by the king of the Mo clan...

The one who came here is the king, so Xiaoxiao naturally thought of Mo Yu.

The visitor stood in the void in front of the ninth-grade human race, maintaining a relatively safe position, smiled slightly, and was a little surprised: "Senior Xiaoxiao knows the name of Lord Mo Yu?"

It is not uncommon for him to break the name of Xiaoxiao. Over the years, a large number of human races have fallen into the hands of the Mo people. Once they are converted into black people, some basic information can still be found.

There are only two Human Race ninth-rankers sitting here, one male and one female, so it is easy to tell them apart.

He smiled and looked at him coldly: "Senior? Don't dare to be, the race is different, this is the enemy, what about the front and back?"

The visitor didn't care, he just smiled.

Wu Qing said solemnly, "Aren't you Mo Yu? Then who are you?"

They had never met Mo Yu. Although they participated in the Battle of the Sky Territory at that time, Mo Yu was sitting in the non-returning pass at that time, and they never met each other. How could they know what Mo Yu looked like?

It's just the tone of the listener, obviously it's not Mo Yu.

The visitor clasped his fists and said loudly, "Manaye of the Mo people, I have seen two sages of the human race!"

"Manaye... you are the manaye?" Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, as he spoke, his spiritual thoughts came out like a tide, and he probed the manaye without any concealment, as if to distinguish whether his strength was really the realm of the king. , but it seems that the other party is really a king.

Smile puzzled.

Manaye was also a little surprised: "Lord Xiaoxiao heard of me?"

Only when I heard it would there be such a surprising performance.

After asking, Manaye showed a sudden look, and seemed to say to himself: "It should be Brother Yang and the two adults talking about it?"

He was originally just an innate domain master, and naturally he could not enter the human race's ninth-grade eyes. Only Yang Kai has been here over the years. Since the two ninth-grade know his existence, it must be the reason that Yang Kai mentioned when he came.

Manaye laughed and looked very happy: "I don't know Brother Yang and I don't know each other. I regard him as the biggest opponent. It seems that he doesn't underestimate me. It's an honor."

He took a mouthful of an adult, and another mouthful of Brother Yang, which made Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing feel awkward. I have never seen such a polite and courteous Black Ink Clan strongman. A human race that is well versed in the world makes no difference.

Sure enough, the guys who can be mentioned by Yang Kai are not easy to be with.

They could know that Manaye was indeed mentioned by Yang Kai back then. Of course, it was just a casual mention. They only said that there was a talented man named Manaye from the Mo people. They had some brains. At this moment, Manaye reported himself to his family, and suddenly remembered Yang Kai's evaluation.

"No! You are not Manaye." Wu Qing suddenly said coldly.

Manaye raised his eyebrows: "Sir Wuqing's words...what do you mean? I'm not Manaye, who can I be?"

Wu Qing snorted: "As far as I know, Manaye is the innate domain lord. Although the innate domain lord is much stronger than the average domain lord, he has inherent limitations, and it is difficult to advance to the realm of the king in his life. You are the king, and How could it be Manaya!"

Manaye smiled and said: "Master Wuqing is right, it is indeed difficult for the innate domain master to become the king, but there are always some exceptions. The human race's understanding of the Mo people is actually not as comprehensive as you think, and the two are lonely. How much information can I get after hanging here for thousands of years?"

Wu Qing's face sank as he said this. It is difficult for the innate domain master to become the king. This is the common sense that the human race has known for many years, but if this perception is wrong, then the situation will not be good. The number of domain owners can be quite large.

Manaye continued to speak with a proud look: "I, Manaye, don't have to pretend to be anyone, I will always be me. Of course, it doesn't matter what my identity is, what matters is that I came here..."

"Qiankun stove!" Before he could finish speaking, Xiaoxiao suddenly interrupted him.

Manaye choked half a sentence in his throat, and there was a hint of surprise and surprise in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect Xiaoxiao's thinking to be so quick, and he saw the truth of the matter at once.

And Xiaoxiao kept staring at Manaye's eyes after saying the three words Qiankun Furnace. Although the strange color in the other party's eyes flashed away and recovered quickly, she was still caught by her.

"So it is! Three hundred years ago, the movement from the realm of the sky was the appearance of the Qiankun furnace?" Xiaoxiao asked.

Wu Qing couldn't help but fall into contemplation.

Manaye laughed without saying a word, and he was full of slander in his heart. These guys from the human race are really not easy to deal with. He originally wanted to use the benefits of words to attack the minds of these two ninth grades. It is best to shake their hearts. Who knows only a few words , on the contrary, the other party peeped through something.

"The Qiankun Stove is really here!" Seeing Manaye's performance, Xiaoxiao immediately understood that his guess was right.

Although she and Wu Qing have been sitting in the Feng Lan Territory all the year round, because the arm of the ink-colored giant god has penetrated the barriers of the two territories, the situation in the Sky Territory can be sensed to some extent. If the movement is small, you may notice it. No, but the Mo army is assembled, and the strong are emerging one after another, so how could they not notice such an obvious movement.

At that time, the two of them only thought that the Mo people gathered the army to attack the human race. Although they were a little confused, they didn't care much.

But right now, things don't seem to be that simple.

Thinking back carefully now, before the Mo army assembled, there were some unusual movements in the domain of the sky.