In life, there are often countless choices.

At this moment, Mo Qianzhou and Yan Bingshan are facing an unavoidable choice.

Although the cliff ahead was not very far, both of them knew that with the current situation, they could not reach it.

Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe not.

But, none of this matters.

They have to make a choice.

Only one person has the possibility of arriving without a hitch.

It's also only possible.

However......

As long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, they will not let it go.

This is their realization when they enter the Great Rift Valley.

Without this kind of awareness, they would not have agreed to Xia Yun.

Now that you have said yes, you have to do your best.

Because of the lack of physical strength, the aura could not keep up, and the wind blade behind them would soon catch up, tearing their bodies mercilessly.

The only way, one of them to make a sacrifice, to delay the wind blade a little, to buy time for the other, even if it is only that one breath, is a hope.

Mo Qianzhou and Yan Bingshan both chose each other and let each other survive.

If it had been before, before they had known Xia Yun, they would never have done this, and they couldn't imagine this scene.

As the top ten holy kings, they are all arrogant.

Especially Mo Qianzhou and Yan Bingshan, the former is the ninth of the top ten holy kings, and the latter is the tenth of the top ten holy kings, they are competitors all year round, and if they don't fight when they meet, it will be a good result.

The moment the two met Xia Yun, the trajectory of their fate changed, which was very clear to both of them, especially following Xia Yun to the Heavenly Spirit Immortal Gate, which was definitely the biggest turning point in their lives.

During the time when Chu Long and the three of them were cultivating in the Heavenly Book Palace, they formed a deep friendship.

The changes in people are often inadvertent.

"You're good at speed!"

Mo Qianzhou shouted undoubtedly: "Don't mother-in-law!" In the end, he felt a little powerless.

Yan Bingshan cultivates the ethereal way, although Mo Qianzhou thinks that he is a little stronger than Yan Bingshan, but in terms of speed alone, he knows that he is far inferior to Yan Bingshan.

At this moment, they need time, and they need speed.

Before the words fell, Mo Qianzhou stopped and turned his head to look at Yan Bingshan.

Yan Bingshan also turned his head to glance at Mo Qianzhou, knowing that this was the best way, and finally gritted his teeth, accelerated again, and stepped towards the mirror cliff in front of him.

Mo Qianzhou looked at the oncoming wind blade again, his gaze was extremely firm, like a warrior standing in the storm.

He wouldn't let these blades get past his body.

"Even if it's just one breath......"

As soon as his mind moved, behind Mo Qianzhou, a huge Tianpeng appeared, burning with blazing flames, as if it was about to burn everything in the world.

"Tianyang Yanpeng!"

In an instant, the Flame Tianpeng, which was a kilometer long, flew towards the wind blade in the sky.

This is the second immortal method that Chu Long and the three of them practiced in the Heavenly Book Palace.

"Poof!"

Mo Qianzhou suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Obviously, the forcible use of the immortal method was countered by the power of the rules.

It stands to reason that with Mo Qianzhou's existing cultivation, even if he uses the Ascending Steps, he is already extremely reluctant.

Immortal law is immortal law.

For mortals, the immortal method is a forbidden art.

At this point, Mo Qianzhou and Yan Bingshan both knew that they were only the top ten holy kings, no matter how powerful they were, they were not immortals after all, but mortals.

It's just that they don't have a better option.

Sacrifice, fulfillment, it's that simple.

"Boom!"

That Flame Tianpeng instantly engulfed nearly half of the wind blade, and finally erupted into a violent flame storm, sweeping in all directions, and also devouring Mo Qianzhou's body.

Mo Qianzhou felt the heat around him, and suddenly fell weakly towards the sea of clouds.

He did it.

No regrets even though you die!

Although there were still many wind blades, he believed that Hiko's iceberg would definitely reach the mirror cliff.

"Wow!"

With a roar, a huge flame Tianpeng broke through the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it engulfed the remaining wind blades, and the endless flame storm suddenly connected the heavens and the earth, and the sea of clouds became red.

"Don't give up!"

Before the words fell, Yan Bingshan appeared beside Mo Qianzhou, grabbing his arm with one hand.

"You?"

Mo Qianzhou raised his head weakly, but he didn't expect Yan Bingshan to fly back.

Although the wind blades were gone, neither of them had the strength.

Mo Qianzhou clearly felt that Yan Bingshan used the last bit of strength to grab his arm.

However......

That can't change anything.

Eventually, both of them will sink into the sea of clouds.

What awaits them is death.

"I still have a trick. ”

Yan Bingshan naturally knew their end, but he still didn't give up.

This trick, if he could, he didn't want to use it, but now there was no choice.

"What are you going to do?"

Mo Qianzhou felt Yan Bingshan's determination, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

As one of the top ten holy kings, you always have your own hole cards.

Mo Qianzhou knows this very well, especially since he and Yan Bingshan are still old rivals.

Yan Bingshan didn't answer Mo Qianzhou, just smiled.

Mo Qianzhou understood Yan Bingshan's smile.

"Buzz!"

With a roar, the void suddenly collapsed, and Mo Qianzhou and Yan Bingshan disappeared into a point.

"Boom!"

With a bang, Mo Qianzhou and Yan Bingshan appeared above the mirrored cliff and smashed heavily to the ground.

"Ahh

Mo Qianzhou screamed.

He felt that Yan Bingshan had completely fainted, and if he fell to the ground from a height of thousands of meters, he would definitely die.

In the end, Mo Qianzhou chose to be used as a meat pad.

As the top ten saint kings, there is no doubt about the strength of their bodies, but they do not have aura, and there is not much difference between them and ordinary people at this moment, at most it is the gap between stone and iron.

After that, Mo Qianzhou got up and glanced at Yan Bingshan lying beside him, his eyes full of complicated eyes.

He knew what kind of martial art Yan Bingshan used, an ethereal martial art that consumed soul power.

A person's soul is finite, and once consumed, it takes a long, long time to recover.

At this moment, the soul of Yan Bingshan does not exist in ten.

Mo Qianzhou could feel this, it was already a miracle that Yan Bingshan was still alive, if it was an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago.

"We'll definitely figure it out. ”

Mo Qianzhou said firmly, even if he couldn't find a way to save Yan Bingshan, he believed that Xia Yun would definitely have it.

This genius full of miracles can definitely do it.

Mo Qianzhou firmly believed in it.

After that, Mo Qianzhou rested for a while, and then picked up Yan Bingshan on his back, dragged his tired steps, and walked towards the cloud road in the distance.

No matter what, he wanted to complete what he had promised Xia Yun.

The road is long and endless, but in Mo Qianzhou's eyes, there is still hope.