When Mo Zhiwei turned around, his heart had almost stopped.

At the edge of the black desert worm's huge mouth, scarlet blood continued to flow from the sharp teeth.

And on the jagged sharp teeth hung a half-cut body, the face of the skull twisted with severe pain.

As a disciple of the sect, the most trials are to the point, Mo Zhiyun He has seen such a bloody scene, only to feel that his whole body began to tremble, and even tears began to disobey him.

"Senior Brother Jiang......" Mo Zhiyu looked at the remnants of the worm's giant mouth, his eyes were a little dull, and he muttered.

That hideous face, when he finally found Mo Zhiwei's figure in the distance in his sight, the hideousness on his face gradually disappeared, and he tried his best very hard, but also left a smile before he died.

It's just that at this time, the white teeth and the blood dripping with this reluctant smile have lost the meaning that Jiang Tian wants to express hard, and it can only highlight the terrifying atmosphere at this moment.

Before he died, everything in the past flashed in Jiang Tian's mind like a marquee, however, no matter how the picture was transformed, the one who appeared the most was the figure of the purple-haired woman in front of him.

He has actually always admired Mo Zhiwei in his heart, but he is not a person who is good at expressing his emotions, and he knows very well that Mo Zhiwei's heart is on Ning Chen's side, but he does not hate or envy Ning Chen.

In his opinion, it was enough to wait silently by the side of this purple-haired woman.

"Run...... And also...... I ......"

Jiang Tian tried his best to say this sentence in a straight voice, but he was desperate to find that he couldn't make the slightest sound.

He could only use his mouth to say the last thing he wanted to say.

"I ...... Loved ......"

Mo Zhiwei looked at Jiang Tian with tears streaming down his face, his eyes widened and bloodshot from fright, trying to see every word he wanted to say at the moment.

However, the next moment, her bloodied hands at this time trembled violently, and her eyes showed death-like sorrow, and she finally couldn't control herself, and screamed in pain.

"Ahhh

As he tried to move his lips to say the last thing he wanted to say, half of the remaining flesh was curled up by a bright red tongue covered with dark green moss that stretched out from the terrifying maw of the abyss.

Sensing that death was imminent, he began to struggle frantically, trying to finish the last sentence.

However, even his vitality has collapsed, and his limbs are broken, but at this moment, he is not even as good as an ordinary man.

On weekdays, the easiest thing to do, he wants to do now, but it is as difficult as the sky.

Such a Jiang Tian, in the face of absolute power, could only look at the figure he had admired for several years, little by little, without any suspense, he was swept into the terrifying abyss of death.

Under Mo Zhiyu's terrified gaze, he slowly threw his remnants into his abdomen.

In the end, Jiang Tian still didn't have time to express his mind with a clumsy mouth shape.

Mo Zhiwei didn't realize what he wanted to express.

But none of that matters anymore.

Looking at the behemoth in front of him, whose flesh and blood body was constantly flowing with dark green juice, Mo Zhiwei only felt that the joints all over his body were trembling wildly.

At the moment of life and death, the first thing she felt was endless self-blame and remorse, Jiang Tian's death will always be inseparable from her!

Then, she thought of Ning Chen.

Mo Zhiwei no longer wanted to care about who the position in Ning Chen's heart belonged to, and she didn't care how sad the words Ning Chen had just said.

"Before I died, the last thing I thought about was to see him. ”

Immediately, a touch of bitterness appeared on her face, she had been chasing Ning Chen for so many years, she understood Ning Chen's stubbornness very well, every time the two of them quarreled over the issue of cultivation philosophy, she must be the first to surrender.

Therefore, at this moment, no matter what, she can't wait for Ning Chen.

The black desert worm once again aimed its bloody mouth at Mo Zhiwei, and the sense of oneness of death once again spread throughout her body.

Although he understood that he couldn't leave, he remembered Jiang Tian's last look before he died, endured the severe pain, and insisted on expressing the meaning.

"Live!"

This was the clearest of all the meanings that Mo Zhiyu had expressed from Ling Tian before she died, so she was trying her best to escape at the moment, the wind and sand were sweeping, against the wind, she didn't want to give up any possibility of life.

The black desert worm, with only a terrifying huge mouth on its head, playfully looked at the figure moving rapidly on the pitch-black earth, and after a while, it finally moved.

As fast as thunder, unexpectedly, so fast that Mo Zhiwei suddenly felt that all Fang Cai's efforts were just a joke.

The fishy smell came to his nose, this was the smell emanating from the abyssal giant mouth of the black desert worm, and even Mo Zhiwei could faintly feel Jiang Tian's bloody smell from these mixed breaths.

Accompanied by waves of heat that kept tumbling out of the belly of the black desert worm, feeling the breath of these heat waves, Mo Zhiwei's heart suddenly stopped, feeling this scorching breath, but it was like falling into an ice cellar.

It's cold to the bone.

The light that could be seen in front of him was swallowed up by this blood basin at a terrifying speed, and for a moment, Mo Zhiwei felt that the hot sunlight in the black desert would be so lovely.

Just when everything was about to return to silence and darkness, the black desert worm suddenly howled wildly, as if it had been hurt by some terrible injury!

Suddenly, Mo Zhiyu felt as if a hurricane was sweeping past him, as if a figure was rushing into this bloody mouth at an incredible speed.

In the next second, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, at this time, how could anyone break into the worm's bloody mouth to save herself.

"Roar!" And just as Mo Zhiwei was thinking like this, suddenly an earth-shattering and terrible roar roared out from the depths of the giant mouth.

"Ahh

The endless terrible darkness was quickly replaced by a blinding light.

As if in a dream, she was filled with fear, and when she fell to the ground, she felt her back wet.

Suddenly, she found that the cold sweat she shed had already stained the white robe of the Wild Moon Gate on her body.

After the line of life and death, his heart was still beating violently at the moment, panting heavily.

Mo Zhiyu, who was already ready to die, didn't have time to pay attention to the scars on his body, and hurriedly struggled to open his eyes under the dazzling blazing light.

However, when she saw what she saw, there was a look of disbelief in her eyes.

In the dappled light and shadow, in the endless darkness ahead, a slender figure in a gray cloak, her long silky hair dancing lightly in the wind.

On her slender bandaged palm, she held a long sword that shone with silver light, firmly blocking the countless sharp teeth that were about to close.

Under the terrifying biting power of the black desert worm, the jade arm holding the silver sword did not tremble in the slightest.

The beautiful figure is standing at the junction of light and darkness at this moment, in Mo Zhiwei's view, it is a line between heaven and hell.

The demeanor of the woman in front of her at this moment made Mo Zhiyu, who had just experienced nine deaths, stunned.

"It's ...... you"

His heart was extremely complicated, looking at this figure intently, Mo Zhiwei muttered four words.

This figure is none other than the second-layer maid of the Condensation Pulse Realm, Ling Xue, who Mo Zhiwei has been sneering at in her heart, and has repeatedly spoken out of difficulty!