Chapter 767 How Long Is a Moment?

The moment he felt the oppression of death, Mo Jiao was in a state of despair. He frantically wanted to use the golden pen, but the sword light had already locked his vitality.

If he hadn't taken back part of his divine energy just now when he saw the opportunity, he wouldn't have been able to protect the area with the golden pen, not to mention using the golden pen at this moment.

"Crack!" Feng Xiao Dao rolled up a murderous aura and tore apart Mo Jiao's domain.

boom! The gold pen was completely unable to block Feng Xiao Dao's killing intent, which had penetrated into Mo Jiao's heart and soul.

puff! The Fengxiao knife struck Mojiao's eyebrows, and blood mist exploded.

At the same time, Di Jiu's sea of ​​consciousness was invaded by the terrifying murderous intent, and then the terrifying murderous intent turned into reality and tore apart Di Jiu's veins, and then tore apart Di Jiu's body from the inside out.

Di Jiu's sea of ​​consciousness cracked with tiny traces, and the pain of tearing came, and Di Jiu's sword intent paused momentarily. Mojiao, who had been split in half by Di Jiu, retreated instantly, and the two halves of his body healed again.

At the same time, Mo Yun let out a shrill scream, and Void Mountain struck him. He had been seriously injured before, but now Di Jiu suddenly attacked him and he didn't dodge at all.

Mo Yun's soul rushed out, but before he could escape, Lightning had already pounced on him. While the lightning swallowed Mo Yun's soul, Di Jiu fell to the ground and sent the lightning into the ninth world.

The level of lightning is still too low. I'm afraid it will be hard for someone to swallow the soul of a Hedao monk.

Mo Jiao's face was as pale as a piece of white paper. Even though his body was healing instantly, Mo Jiao knew very well in his heart that he could only leave now, otherwise he would definitely die. His strength is not even half of what it was before, and there is a crack in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He was filled with rage. Although he reacted quickly when Di Jiu made a sneak attack, he never expected that Di Jiu would really dare to make a sneak attack. To attack Mo Zhou in a sneak attack when he was attacked by such terrifying murderous intent, was that looking for death?

"Bang!" Mo Jiao was knocked down by an invisible barrier and fell to the ground.

Invisible restrictions? Mo Jiao felt anxious. Only now did he realize that he still underestimated Di Jiu. Not only was Di Jiu stronger than him, but he also had stronger formation restraints than him.

He simply got up and turned around. Since he couldn't escape, he would fight hard.

This was obviously the best moment to kill Mo Jiao, but Di Jiu didn't even move. His complexion was not much better than Mo Jiao's, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

On the surface, he doesn't seem to have much of a problem. Only Di Jiu himself knew how terrible his injuries were. Mo Zhou's murderous intention directly invaded his sea of ​​consciousness and tore his veins. At this moment, his sea of ​​consciousness and veins were injured.

However, Di Jiu calmed down. Just as he had expected, he could indeed kill Mo Jiao and Mo Yun after taking action, but then he was dead because he could no longer escape.

His injury cannot be recovered in a short time at all. If the injury cannot be recovered in a short time, and Mo Zhou's trap cannot be broken, then he will naturally have to wait for death.

Fortunately, Mo Zhou couldn't face him yet. If Mo Zhou could still move, he would be really in danger.

The violent murderous intention surged into Di Jiu once again, and Di Jiu could feel Mo Zhou's anger and determination to kill him. He simply sat down cross-legged, frantically resisting Mo Zhou's murderous intention while guarding Mo Jiao.

He also used the law formation flag to set up a trap and kill array in this eighth-level trap and kill array. When Di Jiu thought about it, he must not let Mo Jiao leave. Once he let Mo Jiao leave, he would be in even greater danger.

Now that he couldn't escape, he simply refused to escape. If Mo Jiao is allowed to leave, Mo Jiao will never let him be trapped here quietly...

Simply not running away? When Di Jiu thought of these four words, he suddenly felt like he had opened a door to life.

He had only thought that his formation was not as good as Mo Zhou's. After killing Mo Jiao and Mo Yun, he would be trapped by Mo Zhou even though he was seriously injured, and he would not be able to escape at all.

But why did he run away? Mo Zhou couldn't come to him and fight him face to face? After killing Mo Jiao and Mo Yun, what else was he afraid of?

Without Mo Zhou face to face, could Mo Zhou be trapped to death just by relying on his trapping formation? After all, he is also a powerful formation expert who is infinitely close to the seventh-level divine formation emperor, and he is also a holy body refiner. Can an eighth-level trapping and killing divine formation trap him to death?

He had preconceived ideas before and only thought about escaping afterwards. Because he was thinking about escaping afterwards, he calculated whether he could break through the trap. Since he didn't want to escape, he had to calculate the time it took him to recover from his injuries.

Mo Jiao saw Di Jiu grabbing several pills and swallowing them, then sitting there to heal his injuries. He wondered if he could kill Di Jiu.

Just as he thought of this, Mo Zhou's message came over again, "You immediately attack this person with all your strength, and I will use the killing force and trapping formation to contain him. You continue to use your magical powers, his method of breaking the laws of magical powers, I won't let him show it again."

This was exactly the same as Mo Jiao's thoughts. Even though Mo Jiao knew that his strength was now only half, he knew that Di Jiu's strength was also greatly reduced. If Di Jiu was not injured, how could he sit there to heal and not do anything to him?

Mo Jiao's golden pen was sacrificed, and once again turned into a golden light that filled the sky. Since Mo Zhou said that he would not let Di Jiu's magical power tear apart his magical law, what else could he be afraid of?

When Di Jiu saw Mo Jiao making a move, he immediately stood up. The next moment, the killing formation in the surrounding space suddenly changed.

The killing intent swept across the sky, forming a violent killing force that tore through Di Jiu's territory. Waves of terrible pain came from Di Jiu's sea of ​​consciousness again. Di Jiu spurted out another blood arrow, not caring about killing at all. The formation's endless killing intent took a step forward, and the Tiansuo knife struck down Mo Jiao.

Even if he risked half his life, he would kill Mo Jiao first.

"Puff puff!" The killing light of the eighth-level killing array hit Di Jiu like a wave, rolling up blood flowers one after another on Di Jiu's body.

Feeling Mo Zhou's powerful attack, Mo Jiao felt happy, and the golden light gathered in a frenzy. Di Jiu's sword looked terrifying. He believed that after he and Mo Zhou teamed up to tear apart Di Jiu's body, Di Jiu's sword had not yet fallen on him.

But within just a moment, Mo Jiao's heart sank. The wave of killing intent from the eighth-level killing array hit Di Jiu. It only brought out a shower of blood, inflicting more injuries on Di Jiu, but it couldn't shatter Di Jiu's body?

No, Di Jiu is still a strong body refiner of the Holy Body.

Not only Mo Jiao was horrified, but Mo Zhou was also stunned. He believed that Di Jiu would definitely kill Mo Jiao this time, and then he would definitely kill Di Jiu.

But now the blood spurting from Di Jiu's body almost formed a waterfall of blood, but Di Jiu's actions were not affected at all, and even Di Jiu's physical body did not collapse.

If he didn't know that Di Jiu was the Holy Body at this moment, then he would have lived for so many years in vain. Compared to Mo Jiao and Mo Yun, Mo Zhou was many times more cunning. After knowing that Di Jiu was the Holy Body, he knew that it would not be that easy to kill Di Jiu.

Unless he could rush to Di Jiu without fear of death, confront Di Jiu face to face, and use the eighth-level trapping formation to deal with Di Jiu.

But Mo Zhou doesn't have such courage yet. His current strength is not even that of Hunyuan. If he and Di Jiu fight face to face, Di Jiu will probably kill him at the same time that he kills Di Jiu.

Escape, must escape!

After knowing that Di Jiu was a holy body, Mo Jiao knew that his 'golden light body splitting' magical power after being seriously injured could only injure Di Jiu more seriously, but would never be able to tear Di Jiu's body apart. Since Di Jiu's body cannot be torn apart, he must die.

Although he could inflict almost fatal injuries on Di Jiu before he died, he was dead after all.

Mo Jiao understood the key almost instantly, and he immediately ran away. Even if he was trapped by Di Jiu in the White Sand Palace, he would first escape from Di Jiu's sword.

But Mo Jiao's eyes froze at the next moment. He had escaped far away, he had escaped from the scope of Di Jiutian's knife, but he still saw the knife sinking into his eyebrows for the second time. .

It seemed that no matter how far he escaped, the distance between his eyebrows was as close as a stone's throw to Di Jiu's sword.

Such a powerful spatial magical power... He has also touched the spatial magical power, but he cannot use such a sword...

No, Mo Jiao suddenly realized that this was definitely not a magical power of space, but a magical power of time. Moreover, it is also an extremely terrifying magical power of time. No matter how long his time moves, he will also move. But no matter how far he escaped, the time it took for the opponent's knife to hit his eyebrows was just a split second, and it would not be extended in the slightest depending on how far he escaped.

The tearing pain came, and Mo Jiao could even feel that his soul was shattered by the killing intent of the knife. He closed his eyes, and the endless pictures collapsed from his mind. He suddenly realized how long the moment was. .

No matter how long you live, no matter how brilliant you have been, no matter how powerful you have been. From birth to death, there is only one moment.

(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)