The dying cultivator felt a warm current flowing in the dantian area. When he looked down, he saw the bloody tilt muscles growing little by little, just like the accelerated playback of the plant growth process on TV.

At the same time, the cultivator felt a wild force running through his limbs and bones, clearing his blood vessels and nerves.

The cultivator looked at the young man in front of him in surprise. If it weren't for his personal experience, he wouldn't have believed that the young man in front of him had the skill of resurrection.

In fact, the cultivator didn't know that this was a pediatric for Wang Tan, because he used to give his cheap father Wang Jie a white bone and repaired his two skeleton legs. The complexity was far more complicated than that of now. After all, the cultivator was just taken away from his inner alchemy and repaired his wounds.

Of course, the four-phase ancient jade also contributes to the indelible contribution.

In just one stick of incense, the cultivator felt that the power in his body became extremely abundant.

A white light flashed, and Wang Mo let go of his palms. The blood hole in the cultivator's abdomen was as intact as before. If it weren't for the shocking blood hole on the long gown, no one would have thought that the golden elixir in his dantian had been poached by someone's bare hands...

...

"ah!"

The cultivator slowly stood up, opened his hands, and suddenly raised a long roar to the sky. The dark clouds in the sky surged, like thousands of troops fighting in the air.

"Aren't you afraid that I will seek revenge on you?" The cultivator glanced at his companion's body, and his deep eyes fell on Wang Mo.

"If you want to take revenge, okay! Just let the horse come over!" Wang Fan laughed loudly, his clothes roared, murderous aura penetrated his body, his face was full of passion and his spirits.

"Do you think you can defeat me?" The deep gaze of the cultivator became like a blade, revealing his sharpness.

"Since I can save you, I will naturally be sure to kill you. If you think you can defeat me, come on, I will let you destroy both body and spirit and never be reborn!"

With a wave of the black sword in Wang St's hand, a black flame boiled on the blade, and the murderous aura made the air seem extremely hot.

"We are friends." The cultivator took a deep breath and restrained the murderous aura that was showing its sharpness.

"Yes, there are no eternal friends, nor eternal enemies." Wang St smiled and put away the black sword that the black flames were sucking.

"I don't trust you, I only trust Chinese werewolf. If you are a friend of Chinese werewolf, you are my friend." The cultivator said solemnly.

"It's easy to say, when I finish dealing with the matter of the imperial capital, I will take you to meet the Chinese werewolf."

"Thank you, I will fulfill my promise and help you unify the world of cultivation in China."

"Haha, I have no interest in the unification of the world of cultivation. If you didn't know Chinese werewolf, I wouldn't save you. Come on, I'll introduce you to a friend."

"friend?"

"Yes, Brother Qin, come out." Wang String shouted into the distance.

"Brother Qin...who is here?"

The cultivator was shocked and immediately looked around, but he did not see a single figure around him, and the majestic mountains of Badaling seemed extremely quiet.

However, just as the cultivator was watching, suddenly, a figure appeared in the dark without any warning. The figure was not angry at all, just like the ghost of hell. The most important thing is that the person had no feet on the ground and was floating over at a distance of more than ten centimeters from the ground, giving people a creepy feeling.

Inexplicably, the always conceited cultivator felt a chill on his back.

He never dreamed that there was a master beside him observing their every move.

The cultivator naturally did not expect that the earth-shaking battle between him and Wang Mo would have already alarmed the Qin Mansion. When the Qin Mansion arrived, the battle had ended and Wang Mo was tortured and confessed.

In fact, if the Qin Mansion had not arrived, Wang Fan would not have helped the cultivators to heal. As for the so-called Chinese werewolf, it was purely an excuse, not only to make the Chinese werewolf owe a favor, but also to make the cultivators feel grateful.

If the cultivator really wants to take revenge, there will be nothing Wang Dao has to do. The Qin Mansion, the murderer, will definitely help him solve this problem.

"This Beidou Seven Star Array has existed for tens of thousands of years and has been destroyed by you."

The taciturn Qin Mansion stood beside the ghost like a ghost, glanced at the razed area, sighed a long time, with a look of regret.

"Do you know this ancient formation?" The cultivator was shocked.

"let's go."

The Qin Mansion did not answer the meeting of the cultivator. After taking a deep look at the cultivator, he spoke to Wang St, and walked towards the winding Great Wall first.

Just after being looked at by the Qin Mansion, the cultivator felt that he had fallen into an ice cellar, and a cold breath of death instantly enveloped his whole body.

So awesome!

The cultivator gasped and found that the middle-aged man with fair skin and long hair had unfathomable skills. With his Golden Elixir stage cultivation, the other party's body was like a thousand-year-old ice, and his whole body emitted a breath of death, and he could not see through the other party's depth.

The three of them seemed to be neither hurry nor slow, but they were running lightning.

On the way, the Qin Mansion was silent as always, while Wang Stupid brought up his parents with this Jindan cultivator.

During the chat, Wang Mo finally knew the name of the cultivator - Taoist priest Huoju.

Seeing that Wang St had no expression on his face when he heard the "Taoist Huoju", the Taoist Huoju couldn't help but sigh softly.

In the Qing Dynasty, the Taoist priests in Fire were not names, but groups, referring to Taoist priests who practiced at home. Fire here means ordinary life.

Taoist priests in Huoju can marry and keep children, but they must also keep precepts and fasts. Among them, the Taoist Taoist priests do not prohibit their disciples from marrying. Since the Taoist priests of Zhang Daoling, all dynasties have inherited the Dharma as their own relatives.

Only after liberation, the group of Taoist priests of Huoju declined and gradually became forgotten. In order to commemorate this powerful group back then, the cultivator changed his name to Taoist priests of Huoju...

...

Wang Fancai was not interested in knowing the past that was like smoke and dust more than a hundred years ago. In his opinion, it was already history, a past tense. The wheel of history was rolling forward and no one could stop it.

The waves of the Yangtze River push the waves forward, and the waves die on the beach!

Now, Wang St is rushing back to Ding Zhihui's house because Mr. Ding and Mr. Feng still need him to prolong his life.

"Where are you?" Wang St dialed Ding Zhihui's number.

"Ah... Stupid Brother..." Ding Zhihui burst into tears when she heard Wang Stupid's voice.

"It's okay, send me the detailed address and I'll take a taxi right away."

"We are in the area of ​​Prince Yong's Mansion..."

...

After receiving Ding Zhihui's address, Wang Mo began to run wildly because the Badaling area was nearly 100 kilometers away from the imperial capital.

As the three of them ran wildly, the Taoist priest Huoju was frightened.

He already knew the power of the long-haired middle-aged man. After all, the person who can approach him silently without letting him silence is definitely a master among the masters. His calm and composed stroll in the courtyard is like a god on land.

What shocked the Taoist priest Huoju was Wang Mo.

Wang Mo's running was down-to-earth and full of rhythm. Moreover, in that rhythm, there was a wild power, as if a hunting beast was running on the ground, full of wild explosive power.

This young force cannot be underestimated.

At this moment, the Taoist priest of Huoju began to reexamine Wang Mo.

Wang Fan naturally didn't know that Taoist priest Huoju was observing him. He was traveling thousands of miles at this time, thinking about the Sahara Star.

When Wang Fan thought of the Sahara Star, he regretted it.

Because time hastily, Wang Mo's plan to bring some mecha buttons over was also broken.

Think about it, if you get a few mechas running wildly in the imperial capital, it will definitely become the focus of the whole world. You must know that it is a real Gundam!

After thinking about the mecha, I thought of the crescent moon that looks like a fairy.

I had known that the Sahara interstellar spacecraft would go to Star 1, so I would talk to the Crescent Bedroom first.

I don't know if there is still a chance to go to Sahara...

...

They rushed to the suburbs of the imperial capital and encountered a taxi that was returned empty-handed. The three of them got on the taxi.

It is worth mentioning here that Taoist priest Huoju has changed into the clothes given to him by Wang Mo, otherwise he would have been covered in blood and the taxi master would not have stopped at all.

The three of them rushed to Ding Zhihui and the others' temporary hiding place.

The hiding place is in the courtyard of a small alley near Yonghe Palace.

I have to say that this is a good place to hide. It is not just because of the complex terrain. The most important thing is that due to the Yonghe Palace, high-rise buildings are not allowed to be built around it. That is to say, there is no need to worry that someone is monitoring them at the commanding heights.

Mr. Ding’s disciple Yuchi Gongming also came over and was taking turns to massage Ding and Feng and the nanny to activate the bloodline.

Xiaobao was drinking tea with Ding Zhihui, his butt was circling around, as if he was sitting on pins and needles. Obviously, he was not interested in this leisurely and elegant tea tasting.

Wang Mo didn't know that during the period when he left, Ding Zhihui had been talking about him with Shi Xiaobao. Shi Xiaobao had already given up the idea of ​​pursuing Ding Zhihui.

Back then, Wang St. Wen Jing and Shi Xiaobao swore to curse and not poach each other. If there is a woman without a master, the other two will withdraw and avoid the brothers against the woman.

"Brother Qin, is there any help?" Wang stupidly looked at the Qin Mansion, which was taking the veins of Old Ding and Old Feng.

"Half and half." Qin Mansion pondered for a moment.

"Ah... only half and half?"

Wang Mo looked disappointed, while Ding Zhihui looked at Wang Mo anxiously.

"He has lost his vitality, but his soul has not dissipated. If he wants to resurrect him, he must restore his physical body to life. These require some spiritual medicine... By the way, what about the spiritual medicine and herbs I buried for you last time?"

"Spiritual Medicine and Spiritual Herbs?" Wang St was stunned, and then he remembered it, and suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Hahaha, I have cultivated the things you said."

"Cultivated?" Qin Mansion had an incredible expression on his face.

"Yes, hehe, which kind of fiery red fruit, of course, is now called sausage fruit... sausage fruit..."

Wang Mo suddenly remembered Cao Susu who had become a crystal person, and her original high mood suddenly became depressed.
Chapter completed!