Chapter 1082

"boom!"

"puff!"

The moment Moruo was repelled by Feng Wuchen, Mo Tian’s vicious and ruthless punch hit Yin Yang Tian Soul’s chest at the same time, with a loud bang, violent and terrifying power, shattered Yin Yang Tian Soul’s chest, and the latter gushed blood. Sprayed out, the figure flew out like a cannonball.

The seriously injured Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul has been unable to support it, and his consciousness has been blurred.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul smashed heavily on the ground in the distance. Because the extra bones in the body were crushed, the internal organs were severely damaged, and the regeneration body had lost its function.

"Lan Yue! Do it!" Mo Tian shouted suddenly, swooping down fiercely with the Demon Spear in his hand.

"call out!"

At the same time, Lan Yue took out the immortal sword, and Qian Ying flew out.

"Not good!" Moruo's old face sank slightly, feeling that the breath of Yin Yang Tianhun was getting weaker and weaker, and his heart was secretly anxious.

"If you want to save him, defeat me first." Feng Wuchen said flatly.

"No reason!" Moruo's old face twitched, glaring at Feng Wuchen, in this case, he couldn't save Yin Yang Tianhun at all.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

With one shot and one sword, the two stabbed Yin Yang Tianhun's chest at the same time, banging loudly, blasting a big hole out of the ground.

The yin and yang spirits died tragically.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul has been calculating for most of his life, but he did not calculate that he would end up like this in the end.

"Magic Heaven! Killing well!" Liu Qingyang cheered as everyone relieved their hatred.

"Motian, thank you." Lan Yue looked at Motian gratefully, there was no hatred in her beautiful eyes, only gratitude.

The grateful eyes and a thank you made Mo Tian shuddered. This was the first time someone said thank you to him since he was born.

A warm current came to my heart, and that kind of comfortable feeling was the first time Mo Tian felt.

"No...you're welcome." Motian said with extreme difficulty, and this sentence was also said by Motian's first style.

"Motian, well done." Feng Wuchen's light laughter came.

"Feng Wuchen?" The moment he heard the words, Mo Tian's expression was shocked, he suddenly looked at the sky, and said stunned: "Have you left?"

Obviously, Motian has only now noticed the existence of Feng Wuchen. Before, he was completely in a state of no-self, and he just wanted to vent his anger and hatred.

"Do you only know now? Brother Feng has been out of the customs for a long time! He also helped you stop Moruo." Liu Qingyang's mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Feng Wuchen, thank you." Motian thanked him gratefully. Without Feng Wuchen's help, Motian would not have the chance to take revenge, nor would he have the powerful cultivation base he has today.

"You don't need to thank me, I didn't help you. It's your own efforts to have today's cultivation." Feng Wuchen said with a light smile.

"The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul is dead, the great revenge has been avenged, and I should end it. If there is an afterlife, I hope we can become friends." Motian smiled, and he was already controlling the Heavenly Demon Spear to levitate.

"Devil Sky..." Lan Yue's pretty face changed slightly, she wanted to stop but she didn't know how to speak.

"call out!"

Mo Tian slowly closed his eyes, and the black light of the Demon Spear, under Mo Tian's control, shot fiercely at Mo Tian's chest pain.

"This guy is for real!" Seeing this scene, Liu Qingyang was shocked.

However, after waiting for a long time, the magic spear hadn't penetrated his chest, so he couldn't help but open his eyes.

"This..." The demon spear was suspended in front of Mo Tian, ​​motionless, being stopped by an invisible force, Mo Tian looked at Feng Wuchen in astonishment.

"If you want to be friends, you don't need to wait for the next life, can you do it now?" Feng Wuchen looked at Mo Tian and smiled lightly.

Ling Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "We can see your change for all to see."

"I also saw a different Devil Sky." Liu Qingyang smiled, looking at Devil Sky with a sincere smile.

"I don't like you, but I don't hate you either." Tian Tianhu said, although he has been imprisoned by the demons for many years, it is not what the demons did.

"Although you are the young master of the Demon Race, what I see is a man who is strong and unyielding!" Daohun laughed, but he did not reject Motian.

Seeing the smiles of everyone in the Dragon God Alliance, as well as the Dragon Emperor and others, Mo Tian was very moved, and his eyes were moist.

The sincere smiles of everyone was the first time Mo Tian saw him in his life, and he couldn't speak to the feeling it gave him.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Mo Tian, ​​who was so moved, didn't know what to say other than saying thank you.

Mo Tian never thought that Feng Wuchen would accept him, the young master of the Mozu.

"Feng Wuchen, you dare to cover up the young master of the Demon Race, aren't you afraid of causing dissatisfaction among countless cultivators in the mainland?" Moruo asked with a sneer.

Feng Wuchen smiled lightly and said, "You don't have to worry about this."

"Buzz!"

The divine power of heaven slowly accelerated, the dazzling golden light burst, and the domineering and terrifying power rose into the sky, the continent vibrated violently, and the entire void seemed to have turned into a golden space.

The monstrous aura seemed to be transformed into reality, making everyone almost suffocate.

"What a terrifying breath!" Long Tianzhan and the others were terrified, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"The aura of the Alliance Leader's True God Realm is even more terrifying than Moruo!" Yun Youzi exclaimed in horror.

"Big Brother Feng is sure to win!" Liu Qingyang said excitedly, with the urge to shout up to the sky.

Everyone in the Dragon God Alliance was ecstatic.

However, Moro's expression was not moved at all.

"The power of divine power is indeed not weak, come on, let this Venerable see your strength." Moruo sneered, not only not afraid, but looking forward to it.

"As you wish." Feng Wuchen sneered, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his body shot out without hesitation.

The speed of Feng Wuchen is terrifying, and the existence that exceeds the speed of sound dozens of times, rolls up a storm-like gust of wind.

"call out!"

The figure of Feng Wuchen suddenly appeared on the left side of Moruo, and the fist containing the power of destruction slammed it fiercely.

Moruo frowned slightly, and Sen said coldly: "The speed is really not simple, and the divine power is also overbearing enough."

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen threw a punch, Moruo's figure instantly turned into a black mist and dissipated, and with a bang, the terrifying power was earth-shattering, and instantly spread across the entire continent, scaring countless cultivators into dispersal.

Moruo's speed is no slower than Feng Wuchen, and being able to avoid it is enough to prove.

"Feng Wuchen, don't underestimate the strength of this Venerable." Moruo's figure was abruptly above Feng Wuchen, and a palm slammed down.

"Really?" The corner of Feng Wuchen's mouth evoked a mysterious evil smile, and the power of the third stage of the Supreme Body was urged, and Feng Wuchen's aura instantly soared.

"Look at your full strength!" Feng Wuchen raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he punched him without hesitation.

"boom!"

In an instant, the fist and palm hit hard, and there was a loud bang, Moruo's expression changed in vain, and his figure was directly blasted out by Feng Wuchen.

"How is this possible! He can actually increase his strength!" Moruo was horrified. (To be continued)