The heavens and the earth were dark, and only the light of the fire that kept going out guided the direction of Mo Liang. A large area of earth fire, like rain poured from the sky, fell tricklingly, and the black stones that burned made a popping sound.

In his ears, the roar of the demon in a hurry rose and fell, and sometimes the goblins who were splashed by the fire of the earth were extremely miserable. And in the unwilling roar of the Burning Sky Demon, everything trembled.

Mo Liang bent over and struggled forward, like a lone ranger who had been bent over in the wind and snow. His arms were hidden in front of his eyes, and the wind and sand made him unable to open them. But the black shadow of the inverted bone spurs and the fleeting surging earth fire slurry in the afterglow made a string in his mind tense all the time.

"That must be Father!"

The closer he got to the lair of the Burning Sky Demon from afar, the more certain he became. The stabbing soul of the "thorn grass" is passed down in the bloodline, and the "imperial strength" and "transformation strength" of the strong fist have extraordinary fluctuations.

"I've finally found you!"

A drop of earth fire fell from the sky like a raindrop, burning through the sleeve of his coat, and a startling wound suddenly burned on his arm. But he didn't care, gritted his teeth and looked at the figure in front of him and said firmly.

There are hundreds of Burning Sky Demons, and there are many Guardian Mahatmas.

Mo Liang's father, Mo Zhai's strength, is not overwhelming, but the protection of the Burning Sky Demon on the periphery makes him see the hope that is close at hand. If Mo Zhai's strength is a few points stronger...... As soon as he saw the sky farther away, the billowing and spreading clouds of black smoke, his heart couldn't help but sink.

After a difficult trek, the Burning Sky Demon's lair finally approached. The black mountains crisscrossing the ravines, and the earth fire slurry overflowing into rivers, spread out and flowed slowly.

Mo Liang's eyes were heavy, and his eyes searched for a way up the mountain. The earth fire spreads, there is no way up the mountain, there is only a place to settle for the time being, and for a moment accidentally flow into the earth fire slurry, the body staggered, but it completely fell into the sea of fire. The man on the top of the mountain, with only this riotous Burning Sky Demon in his eyes, looked indifferent, but his slight gasp could already see his exhaustion at the moment.

Crossing the top of the mountain from the foot of the mountain again, the road up the mountain is changing every moment, and the opportunity is fleeting. Mo Liang's eyes were fixed, and he suddenly took a leap forward.

His toes were fast, and each time he stepped lightly, his body was jumping and climbing the mountain quickly. In the high degree of tension, he did not make a single mistake, and his eyes froze when he reached the top, and at the same time, his feet fell to the ground together, standing on a small stone, bending his knees and grasping the ground, steadily. The scorching fire flowed from both sides.

In front of him was the Burning Sky Demon who had rushed out of the top of the mountain for a few minutes, and the body composed of earth fire slurry was extremely majestic, and the exposed corner could already be seen to be like a giant of heaven and earth.

But Mo Liang swept away this, and even the earth-shattering roar that sounded in his ears could not disturb his mind. His gaze silently looked at the man above the body of the Burning Sky Demon with excitement, a man who was indifferent and even a little elegant.

This man, his robe made of unknown material fluttered and fluttered, even if it was stained with the fire slurry of the earth, he was standing empty-handed, alone, without the astonishing anger that other Mahatma had suffered for decades.

The Burning Sky Demon seemed to be the body of the earth fire with a head, stubbornly under the stone slab pulled up by the iron chain, and the impact of the iron chain on the shoulder made the golden light overflow, and its incomparably huge fist, like a hammer stone of 100,000 catties, made the seal precarious with every blow.

With such great force, the air and earth fire have a power comparable to that of the sharpest arrows, and they shoot out. The suppressed man's palm rolled slightly, and earth fire and qi arrows rolled in the palm of his hand, and then landed firmly on the body of the Burning Sky Demon.

Roar!

Every time the Burning Sky Demon roared wildly, there was the most intense pain, and the man who suppressed him made him have a huge amount of anger.

The appearance of the Burning Sky Demon is like a red-eyed tiger lying on the ground, and the red light is terrifying, and anyone who sees it will tremble and tremble in their hearts.

But Mo Zhai slowly sang the war song: "The wind in the winter, the mountains in the fire, the white hosta in the south, I have fifty and three, I don't forget the ...... of Xiaoyuechuan" This song is sad and tactful, even in this rumbling heavenly anger, it is also leisurely and far away.

Mo Liang's eyes suddenly became a little sour, and his eyes seemed to be back with his mother crying and his father leaving sadly.

Fourteen years of abandoning his son, Mo Liang did not have any resentment and doubts towards Mo Zhai, but his heart hurt at the moment. His loneliness, even if the sky is roaring, cannot be dissipated. Fourteen years of unforgotten concern, what kind of feelings and helplessness.

"Father!" he blurted out.

Mo Zhai's body shook slightly, and the battle song stopped abruptly, and then his gaze turned to Shi Shiran. The moment he saw Mo Liang, the light in his pupils flashed, "Liang'er!"

Mo Liang's appearance is exactly the same as when Mo Zhai was young. After 14 years, the meeting between father and son was not unfamiliar.

Mo Zhai laughed suddenly, and gradually became laughing loudly, "Hahaha! Xiaoyue, can you see our child!"

Satsuki, what a beautiful name!

When Mo Zhai laughed wildly, and gradually gathered his emotions, he looked at Mo Liang's gaze, but it was full of love and regret. "It's a pity that we have to meet at such a time!" he sighed silently and smiled softly at Mo Liang.

"Take these things and carry forward the blood of my Mo family!" he said softly, and there were three rays of light between his hands, which came in a straight line, and landed on Mo Liang's chest without any difference.

"Father......" Mo Liang shouted, wanting to take a step forward and stretch out his hand, and there was a strong premonition of uneasiness in his heart.

Mo Zhai smiled and squinted, looking at Mo Liang, just wanting to keep watching.

But at this time, the Burning Sky Demon at Mo Zhai's feet did not allow him the slightest affection at all. There was a boom, and there was another earth-shattering impact, and the Burning Sky Demon seemed to want to use the head of the earth fire to break through a hole in the sky. With a click, one of the four sealed chains snapped. The thick iron chains crashed swiftly into the rock wall of the abyss of the patio, and the ripples were rattled.

Roar!

The Burning Sky Demon roared angrily into the sky, almost overturning Mo Zhai's unsteady body.

The thorn of the thorn grass, like an eight-clawed spider hanging Mo Zhai in the air, he glanced at Mo Liang for the last time with nostalgia, and looked at the arrogant Burning Sky Demon with a cold gaze. "Do you dare to bully me into being alone?" In the cold shout, the sword eyebrows were shining.

Then he clenched his fists and glanced at Nantian again, his whole body was full of vitality, and he stared at the Burning Sky Demon who was about to collide again.

"I'm a young man of eighteen, and I'm a moon lady in the Satsuki River...... Hahaha!"

In the midst of the wanton laughter, Mo Zhai seemed to have the vigor of his youth again, jumped forward, and rushed towards the Burning Sky Demon with the Soul Piercing Spirit. The bottomless abyss, the purgatory of the sea of fire, suddenly resounded with the sound of fierce battles. Mo Zhai used his body to suppress the Burning Sky Demon under the ground when the seal was about to be broken.

Mo Liang looked at it in a daze, clenching his fists tightly, but he couldn't grasp the things that slipped out of his heart that he didn't know where to slip out, and his heart was empty for a while.

......

On the horizon, a large number of fierce birds flew to cover the clouds and the sun, spreading their wings for tens of hundreds of meters, and on their backs, hundreds of people were standing. These people, both old and young, except for about a dozen teenagers, are all strong and proud.

On the back of the first eagle, there was an old man, who glanced at the mountains of the northern sky where the black wind was rolling and the sky was dark, and his brows frowned slightly. Then I saw him shake his hand, and suddenly a huge coercion fell from the sky, and immediately half of the sky dissipated, the sand and gravel were depressed, and the clear sky was restored.

This hand is really terrifying. But hundreds of strong men all looked at him with reverence, and then stopped making a sound.

The old man once again looked down at the dilapidated Northern Heaven Mountains, and the Burning Sky Demon Rebellion intensified. "Everyone listened to the order, set up an emergency to suppress the demons. With a faint order, hundreds of people immediately divided into different heads and planted into the lair of the Burning Sky Demon.

The old man's eyes were certain, and he saw the scene of Mo Zhai leaning over and jumping from the sky. He couldn't help but sigh, waved his hand, and slowly landed in the direction of Mo Liang with a few relatives and more than ten teenagers around him.