Chapter 492

Mo Chueh yuan's face was suddenly overjoyed, and then he let out a violent drink and yelled at the wolf king

"Wolf king, now."

The wolf king had been ready for a long time. There was a flash of gold in his eyes. A golden lightning suddenly shot from the lightning shaped hair on his forehead, and instantly disappeared into the golden cocoon.

There was a shrill howl in the cocoon, and his voice was hoarse. It was obvious that Yang Tianshan was suffering from inhuman pain.

As time goes by, Yang Tianshan's howling voice gradually becomes smaller, leaving only Yang Tianshan's wheezing voice, the scattered breath, the momentum of strength and weakness, and the shield of uncertainty. All these show that Yang Tianshan is injured, and now it is the end of the crossbow.

Yang Tianshan's cry in the public's ears is like the joy of Jiutian fairy, which makes people extremely happy. After all, an injured Yang Tianshan is much better to deal with.

Crazy old man's face is ferocious to attack again, and wolf king is also staring at the golden cocoon, ready to take action at any time. At this time, Mo Jueyuan suddenly stepped forward, with a happy look on his face, his right hand turned into black and blue, and gently waved at Yang Tianshan's cocoon, a shapeless force slowly penetrated into the cocoon.

Ah~~~

Yang Tianshan suddenly screamed again. His voice had become hoarse and sharp, and contained strong pain. It was obvious that Mo Jueyuan's wave implied mystery.

When Mo Jueyuan saw that the crazy old man next to him had gathered great strength, he immediately felt a sense of admiration in his heart, but he quickly stopped him

"Crazy old man, don't break your body, you have to revive."

The crazy old man was stunned when he heard the speech. He listened to the shrill voice in the golden cocoon. The fierce color in his eyes flashed, and then he nodded slowly. There was no attack, but the condensed combat skills were still floating in front of him, ready to attack at any time.

In the cocoon, the shrill howling sound is incessant, but Yang Tianshan's shrill howling has made his voice hoarse, and he can hardly distinguish that it is the roaring sound of human beings, while Yang Tianshan's painful voice has been howling.

"Wolf king, let it go. I think he can't escape now."

Mo Jueyuan looked at the wolf king and nodded.

The wolf king roared, and the golden silk thread whirled around the cocoon in the opposite direction. The sharp sound sounded, and the surrounding air seemed to be split. In a twinkling of an eye, the cocoon disappeared, revealing the situation inside. When they saw it, their faces changed, and a look of horror flashed in their eyes.

In the uncertain shield, Yang Tianshan's black robe has turned into a tattered "Dongdong suit", and he is even more miserable. His whole body is blue and black, emitting the terrible temperature of cold and hot. Yang Tianshan's face is completely twisted, and now he is growing up. His mouth is growling silently, and his mouth is constantly bleeding, But the roar was too violent, and the throat muscles were damaged.

The blue and black skin changed from black to white from time to time. Her clothes were ragged, and her skin cracked in many places. Blood came out of the wound and dried up on her skin. It was a dark red color. Coupled with Yang Tianshan's miserable appearance, she almost had to stare out of her eyes. It was really terrible.

Looking at Yang Tianshan's appearance, long ruotong shivers subconsciously and asks Mo Jueyuan in a low voice:

"It's terrible. It's like a ghost. Brother yuan, how can you do it?"

Mo Jueyuan didn't answer. At the moment, Yang Tianshan seemed to be aware that he was being treated as a monkey by Mo Jueyuan and others. He turned around and looked at Mo Jueyuan with difficulty. His eyes were staring out of his eyes. He opened his mouth silently. Suddenly, his face showed a twisted and horrible smile, full of pride. It seemed that he was not dying, but wanted to become a God.

"Damn it, do you have a face to smile? Hum, you'll die later. How can you laugh? "

Crazy old man hated Yang Tianshan to the bone. Seeing that Yang Tianshan was dying, he even dared to smile. He was very angry. A small ball of light in front of him suddenly pushed out, regardless of his body. Obviously, he wanted to destroy Yang Tianshan with an iron heart, even if he wanted to destroy his body.

Looking at the ball of light, Yang Tianshan did not have the slightest fear. On the contrary, his face showed a touch of sarcasm. He looked at Mo Jueyuan and others like a fool. Then his face muscles twisted again and the silent howling began again.

Mo Jueyuan looks at Yang Tianshan's expression, but he doesn't stop him. Just when Yang Tianshan smiles, Mo Jueyuan suddenly has a feeling of being shrouded in conspiracy, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, isn't it..."

Mo Jueyuan's eyes twinkled, looking at the light ball flying towards Yang Tianshan, but his mind turned rapidly.

Just as they were staring at the ball of light, suddenly, the vitality around them suddenly appeared violent turbulence, rolling ceaselessly, like boiling water, boiling constantly.

At the same time, a huge pressure suddenly fell from the sky, and immediately covered everyone. This pressure was as heavy as a mountain, making it difficult for everyone to move.

However, it is strange that the owner of this kind of coercion must be a very strong man, who can urge such a terrible coercion, but he only suppresses the people and makes them unable to move, but there is no sign of continuing to press. Obviously, he wants to save people and save Yang Tianshan.

The light ball, in the moment of flying in front of Yang Tianshan, came in a moment of prestige. The seemingly solidified light ball, however, was like a bubble. With a soft sound, it suddenly turned into nothingness and disappeared. The shield that enveloped Yang Tianshan also immediately put away the light shield, and Yang Tianshan was immediately exposed to the vitality.

A strong wind blew by and immediately fell on Yang Tianshan. At that moment, Mo Jueyuan clearly felt that the fire on Yang Tianshan was dispelled by the strong wind.

Sure enough, two small blue and black flowers suddenly came out of Yang Tianshan's body and floated slowly towards Mo Jueyuan.

At this moment, a quiet voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the people:

"I have some use for this little guy. Give him to me. I owe you a favor."

At the end of the speech, the terror of the people disappeared in an instant, and they were able to move freely. At that moment, an invisible force suddenly enveloped Yang Tianshan. A nearly illusory soul suddenly flew out of the crazy old man's body. It was Yang Tianshan's soul.

Although Yang Tianshan's soul is weak, his face is full of sarcastic smile. He looks at Mo Jueyuan and others sarcastically. In an instant, he disappears.

Later, crazy old man's body was broken. However, after an invisible force hit him, the body slowly began to repair. In a twinkling of an eye, it returned to normal. It was obviously this master who repaired crazy old man.

Mo Jueyuan looked at the disappearing Yang Tianshan, sighed slightly and said in secret:

"He is also an enemy. It seems that Yang Tianshan has a special relationship with ghost Yin and Yang. This coercion must belong to ghost Yin and Yang. Otherwise, if such a strong man appears in the ancient battlefield of tianwu, he can't hide from others. Moreover, this voice is also the voice of ghost Yin and Yang."

Not far away, crazy old man looks at Yang Tianshan whose soul has disappeared, and then looks at his own body, with an excited smile on his face. However, the flower fairy on one side is vaguely aware that in his eyes, there is a touch of regret, and a touch of disgust. It seems that he is sorry for not killing Yang Tianshan.

"Brother yuan, who is the man who just spoke? Is he the tomb keeper here? But why does he want to help Yang Tianshan?"

Looking at the crazy old man's body and a huge shield, long ruotong could not help asking Mo Jueyuan.

Mo Jueyuan also looked at his body not far away. Suddenly, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes. Then he shook his head slightly, looked at the crazy old man and said:

"Crazy old man, don't worry. I have everything for resurrection. Just find a alchemist and I can make the resurrection pill."

"Eh, brother yuan, you are not..."

As soon as long ruotong heard that Mo Jueyuan wanted to find the alchemist, his face suddenly showed a strange color, and he couldn't help saying strangely.

Mo Jueyuan naturally knew what long ruotong was going to say and immediately said:

"Although I have a clean fire, my alchemy is far from perfect. Now I'm just an apprentice. When I have a chance, I'll make a good alchemy."

Then Mo Jueyuan looked at the old man and indicated that he didn't have to worry.

Crazy old man was relieved to smile, shook his head and said:

"Ha ha, there's no revival pill here. This is tianwu ancient battlefield. I don't know if it's the rule here. There's still a strong one. In a word, as long as there's a body, the soul body here can be revived with the help of the body. Of course, unless it's its own body, there will be a gap in the degree of fit even if other bodies are revived, It's not as suitable as I came here. So I don't need anything else for my resurrection, as long as... "

Said, crazy old smile, go to the body next to, whoosh into a streamer, instant into the body, light disappeared.

After a few breaths, crazy old man suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of light, a surge of momentum suddenly broke out, agitated the surrounding vitality constantly turbulence, a breathing effort, crazy old man's breath slowly convergence, suddenly changed back to normal.

Mo Chueh yuan saw that his doubts became more intense. However, he didn't express anything on his face. On the contrary, he showed a happy smile and said with a smile

"Congratulations on the resurrection of crazy old man."