At the beginning of Hongmeng, the Heaven and Earth Xuanyu was still a complete continent. In the following thousands of years, many strong people were born on the continent, and among them, the two most powerful powerhouses were Pangu Mochen of the Pangu clan. One is Long Moheng of the Qinglong clan.

The Pangu clan is the remnant of the divine realm, and the Qinglong clan is the ancient dragon clan, both of which were the two most powerful races in the world at that time, and at that time, because of the Heaven and Earth Xuan Domain, the Pangu clan and the Qinglong clan had a great war, the war lasted for 10,000 years, and both sides did not distinguish the winner, and then, under the consultation of the two clans, each side sent a strong man, and the victory was decided!

Pangu people, Pangu Mochen. Qinglong clan, Long Moheng. These two were geniuses, and they were also the pinnacle powerhouses on the continent at that time. Although the two are enemies, in private, few people know that these two are still good brothers who are born and die.

"Mo Heng, tomorrow's battle, you and I will be separated forever. On top of a cliff, two young men stood with their hands folded, looking up at the sky.

"If I can, how I hope that I am not Long Moheng of the Qinglong Clan, and you are not Pangu Mochen of the Pangu Clan. Long Moheng's face was full of sadness.

Pangu Mochen nodded slightly, "That's right, if you and I were just two ordinary people, how good it would be." ”

Long Moheng breathed a long sigh of relief, "If you weren't Pangu Mochen, if I weren't Long Moheng, perhaps, you and I might not be able to get acquainted." ”

"Haha! This is also true!" Pangu Mochen smiled heartily, "Mo Heng, promise me one thing, okay?"

"What?"

"Tomorrow's war, no matter what the outcome is, you and I will be brothers after all. Pangu Mochen said coldly, his tone was extraordinarily serious and serious.

Long Moheng smiled slightly, and then nodded, "Mo Chen, I also have one thing that I want you to promise me." ”

Say. ”

"Tomorrow's battle, if I lose, take care of Ling'er for me. ”

Pangu Mochen glanced at Long Moheng and shook his head, "It's better for you to take care of Ling'er's affairs." ”

"But. Long Moheng hadn't finished speaking, but he let Pangu Mochen wave his hand to stop.

"No, but. ”

"Mo Chen. ”

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally laughed together.

"Haha, Mo Heng, you and I have never fought, you say, is my Desolate Sky Sword strong or your Blue Dragon Sword is superior?"

"Haha! Needless to say, of course my Qinglong Sword Technique is stronger!"

Pangu Mochen glanced at Long Moheng, "Grass, you don't feel ashamed!"

"Damn!

"it, come on, brother will accompany you to fight now!"

"Damn! who's afraid of whom!" Long Moheng said as he clenched his fists with both hands and swung them up, and Pangu Mochen on the side was not to be outdone, and raised his fists to meet him.

Eventually, when the duo's fists were about to hit both of them in the cheeks, they suddenly changed direction. After that, the two hugged each other tightly.

"Sorry, brother. They both shouted at the same time, tears rolling down their cheeks.

As the sun set, the two turned against each other and walked slowly in the direction of their own family.

Time passed, and the night passed quietly, and the two peak powerhouses stood on the competition platform. And in the middle of the two, stood an old man with gray hair.

"Listen, this battle is related to the future of the Pangu clan and the Qinglong clan, and only one of you can survive. As long as one side doesn't fall, the fighting won't stop, understand?"

When they heard this, they both nodded, but their eyes never left each other.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, and his figure disappeared in a flash. At this time, an earth-shattering shout suddenly came from the millions of people in the audience.

"Pangu Mochen!"

"Long Moheng!" Both sides are members of the Pangu clan and the Qinglong clan, and everyone is shouting for their own family.

"Mo Heng, Mo Chen. In a remote corner, a woman looked at the two on the stage with a worried face, tears slowly falling down her cheeks.

"Are you ready?" Pangu Mochen said coldly, without the slightest expression on his face.

Long Moheng didn't speak, one hand was behind him, and the other hand flashed a sword light.

Pangu Mochen nodded, and his right hand leaned back, and a long sword was condensed from the void. "In today's battle, there is no Pangu Mochen. ”

Long Moheng raised his sword, "In today's battle, there will be no longer Long Moheng." ”

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the millions of people in the audience were confused, and they didn't know what they were expressing.

"What do they mean?"

"This, probably, probably to provoke the other party. ”

"Provoke each other, but if you provoke, shouldn't the two of them say the opposite?"

"Yes, Mo Chen should say, in today's battle, there will be no longer Long Moheng. ”

None of the millions of people in the audience know why.

But the woman who came out of the middle of nowhere instantly understood the meaning of the two people's words.

"Today's battle, no matter whether you win or lose, there is no Pangu Mochen!" is a simple sentence, but it is the common oath of the two on the battlefield, after the first battle, for the two, there is no victory or defeat, no matter who is still alive, then, it does not belong to themselves, only belongs to their respective families, an empty shell. ”

"Mo Chen, promise me, if I die, take care of Ling'er for me!" On the battlefield, suddenly both of them shot at the same time, and the sword qi in the sky swept away, and after that, a spiritual thought of Long Moheng reached Pangu Mochen's ears.

Pangu Mochen shook his head, "Mo Heng, there are some things, my brother can't help you, you have to do it yourself." ”

Long Moheng shook his head helplessly, and with a swing of his sword, he stabbed at Pangu Mochen. As for the small movements of the two, everyone present was only clearly seen by the woman.

"God, why? Why do the two brothers have to kill each other?" cried out the woman weakly, but unfortunately, nothing could be changed.

Driven by fate, the two brothers who were born and died for their respective families, launched a battle of life and death, after the first war, the world divided the victory and defeat, but for the two, no matter who wins, it is meaningless, because the living person will bear a lifetime of pain, and live miserably in the torment of pain.

"Hey, Mo Xiao, what are you in a daze?" Jun Luoyu shook one hand in front of Mo Xiao hundreds of times, but Mo Xiao didn't move at all.

"Who won?" Mo Xiao asked coldly, but he guessed the ending in his heart.

Jun Luoyu shook his head, "Who loses and who wins, what's the point?"

Mo Xiao let out a long sigh and shook his head slightly, "Yes, who wins and loses, sometimes, it doesn't matter at all." ”

"Are you so sentimental?" Jun Luoyu glanced at Mo Xiao, "Anyway, this is a story, whether it's true or not, I don't know yet." ”

Mo Xiao smiled slightly, "Haha, it's the same!"