Chapter Ninety-Eight—The Trust of Life and Death

The two girls exclaimed at the same time, and in the next second, they looked at Mo Cangsheng's figure, and went straight to the two of them fighting with the Blood Spirit Son and the Soul Spirit Son.

The ethereal light is constantly changing, and everything in the field is blocked by this irregular light, and everyone is very anxious in their hearts, and they look at all this with a little expectation.

Feng Feiyu stood aside, his eyes glowing blue, only he could accurately see the changes in the field.

Mo Cangsheng's figure flashed, and he had just dodged the attack of the Blood Spirit Son, but his body trembled, and he was bombarded by the Spirit Spirit Son's punch in the back, leaving a long blood stain in the air, but he did not retreat at all, but fought more and more fiercely.

This time, Mo Cangsheng struck the Blood Spirit Son in his body with an extremely fast speed, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

Feng Feiyu blinked, but he said sharply.

At the same time, his figure also flashed, and he rushed towards the scattered mist.

The moment his body entered it, he already held a long flute in his hand, and the blood-colored light was like a harvesting sickle, splitting the three rays of light.

In the previous battle with Mo Cangsheng, although the two of the Blood Spirit Son and the Soul Spirit Son were united, it was difficult to deal with Mo Cangsheng alone, but it could also be seen how much effort Mo Cangsheng had spent on his daily cultivation.

Just when the two of them hesitated to continue attacking, Blood Lingzi sensed that Feng Feiyu's figure was sensitive.

With a secret word in his heart, he just dodged directly to the side.

And the soul spirit son, who was originally standing opposite the blood spirit son, saw him react like this, and at the same time felt a powerful aura transmitting it, and he was about to turn around to dodge, but he was forced to find that on the other side, there was also an equally powerful existence coming.

The faces of these two people instantly turned the color of pig liver.

Suddenly. The two looked at Mo Cangsheng quite tacitly, this strong man who had been injured was suppressing the wounds on his body at the moment, but he didn't have time to care about the attacks of the two of them.

Kill one less one!

After thinking about it secretly in their hearts, at the moment when they sealed Feiyu to the end, Mo Cangsheng's neck emitted a cold light, and at some point, the Soul Eater Banner had already controlled him.

"If you take one step forward, he will go to hell!"

Blood Lingzi threatened. As if to enhance the effect, the Soul Devouring Banner in his hand also emitted several rather magnificent aura of spiritual energy, covering Mo Cangsheng's face.

Mo Qingxu Mo Qingwu looked at all this, his hands clenched, but he didn't dare to move the slightest.

"Woo-woo!" Mo Cangsheng's throat twitched, and he made a voice that people couldn't understand.

Even though his eyes had been blinded, the direction he was looking at was still the direction of his two most beloved apprentices.

"Little-rain. Answer-answer-answer-take me-take care-well, my two apprentices-apprentices!"

Mo Cangsheng said slowly, but it was at the moment when the Blood Spirit Son felt the danger. Feng Feiyu had already taken the people who came behind him and stayed away from them.

Mo Qingwu and Mo Qingxu naturally heard the last words that Mo Cangsheng said, and muttered to the master. The two of them had already cried into tears.

When Feng Feiyu led everyone to dodge, he looked back, in the eyes of the Blood Spirit Son Soul Spirit Son. Full of despair.

For a while, Feng Feiyu didn't think much about it anymore, commanded everyone, stretched out the defense that he could maximize, and quietly watched all this.

In the vast space, only the sound of a heartbeat remains.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

It's all so short, but it's so long.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for a final result.

At this moment, Feng Feiyu's side, the blood soul didn't know when, but his body also moved, and he walked out directly, and the defense on his body, needless to say, was naturally solved.

"Old thief, die!"

The Blood Spirit Son Soul Spirit Zi looked at the Blood Soul Son who came desperately, a hint of mockery appeared on his face, and then, looking directly at Mo Cangsheng, this old man who was already dying, was using the last bit of strength in his body to control his body.

He was accumulating strength, he was quietly exerting his strength, and the powerful energy coming out of the field made it difficult for everyone, even a strong person like the Blood Spirit Son Soul Spirit Son, to move the slightest.

And the final result of all this is the continuous accumulation of Mo Cangsheng's body.

In an instant, a fake image of death appeared in everyone's hearts, but then, Feng Feiyu also made all this clear.

At this time, Mo Cangsheng smiled softly at him, and the smile stayed on his face forever.

The despair in the eyes of the Blood Spirit Son Soul Spirit Son had disappeared, they looked at this familiar and strange place, looked at everything here, took a deep breath, and prepared to meet the baptism of death.

"Bang!"

Everyone only heard a huge explosion, and the place where Mo Cangsheng was standing turned into a huge pit several feet deep, where there were still the figures of the two of the Blood Spirit Son and the Soul Spirit Son.

There was a loud bang before, and it was Mo Cangsheng, with the help of the last power of his body, that detonated the cultivation he had accumulated for many years!

Use your own body as a containment object, suppress all the Ding Qi, and then release it instantly!

A familiar and chilling word never dissipated in Feng Feiyu's heart for a long time.

He understood that Mo Cangsheng's death was just the beginning, and next, among the powerhouses in the field, there would be some people who could not resist Mo Cangsheng's last majesty before his death, and their heads fell to the ground.

Sure enough, at the moment when that loud noise came out, in front of Feng Feiyu, there were already several monks, because they couldn't replenish the protection in front of them in time, and they were directly swallowed by the huge waves.

How great the monk's trial is, how powerful his self-detonation is!

This is one of the oldest sentences in the Tianding Realm, but the deep meaning can only be understood by those who have experienced it firsthand.

At that moment, there were several strong men, in the endless shouts, their bodies disappeared, and they disappeared in this space.

I wonder how many of these people will be able to have the luck of Feng Feiyu and be reincarnated?

At this moment, as the initiator of the whole thing, the sect leader of the Blood Soul Sect, Lord Blood Soul, for some reason, was running madly towards the center of the explosion.

And behind him, Feng Feiyu was also quite curious looking at all this, and there seemed to be a few doubts in his eyes.

But seeing that the Blood Soul Son rushed towards its center in a hurry, and above his body, he was wrapped in a thick defense, and even Feng Feiyu could only silently envy when he saw it.

Suddenly, Feng Feiyu's eyes turned around, as if he had discovered something extraordinary. (To be continued.) )