Mo Sha, a living treasure, had long forgotten Zhao Xiang's reminder, and said with a big grin——

"Yes, yes, Brother Xiang, you can't learn like that vicious phantom master in the future......"

"Oh, I'm a crow's mouth, the boss is so kind-hearted and has such a sense of justice, how can he embark on this path?"

"Hey, look, what the hell is that, that, that?"

Mosa screamed in surprise.

All eyes looked at where Mosha's left finger had gone.

A gray mass looms huddled, annoying to an unknown monster.

From a distance, the monster was blurry and hazy, and its body seemed to exude a faint glow of gray and darkness.

Under the full eyesight, through the translucent shield condensed by the Vientiane Jade Jane, Zhao Xiang could not see very clearly.

With everyone carefully avoiding the skeleton on the road, Zhao Xiang gradually approached the monster that was huddled.

When the monster was still about fifty meters away.

Zhao Xiang finally saw it clearly.

The huddled in a ball wasn't a monster at all.

He was a man of clear consciousness, but he was weak and dying.

Now he is suffering from the erosion and tearing of the gods, enduring great pain, torture and suffering.

Perhaps it was because the pain was too great, or because of the perennial decomposition, cannibalization, and corruption of his consciousness by torture and suffering.

He was now physically and mentally insensitive.

He just habitually curled up, fighting wave after wave of painful torment.

Perhaps, he didn't feel even the slightest bit of this pain, he was on the verge of death.

Otherwise, how could the arrival of the crowd not cause any reaction in his whole body?

Zhao Xiang quickened the pace of progress.

He already sensed that the mighty man was on a journey to death.

In a few moments, he will be completely disfigured and will disappear from this world.

He will only be left with a miserable white skeleton to tell the pain and unwillingness of his life.

Zhao Xiang secretly swore that no matter whether he could save him or not, he would do his best to fight against death!

When he was thinking like this, Zhao Xiang had wind under his feet, and the next moment he was in front of this strong man.

And this strong man is about to be torn apart by the gods, and the last wisp of divine consciousness is torn.

Vientiane Jade Jian quickly brought this strong man who was struggling on the line of death into the protection of the shield.

Then, wisps of multicolored light slowly shone into this gray and white flesh.

All the clothes on this strong man's body were reduced to ashes.

Obviously, he'd been here for too long.

Coupled with the corrosive effect of the aura here, it would be strange if he still had clothes on his body.

Without a shirtless body, it has long since become a veritable skeleton.

The difference is that it has an extra layer of human skin than the skeleton.

Look at his face again, his cheekbones are high, skinny, and his eyes are half open.

It can only be half opened, even if it wants to be closed, it is impossible, and the upper and lower lips are only left with a layer of white skin.

Just rely on this thin layer of annoying skin, and you can think about it with your toes, how can you close it?

The nose has only one bridge that reaches the middle of the person from the center of the eyebrows.

It is said that the bridge of the nose is actually a bone.

There is only a thin layer of skin on the outside of the nostrils, which has become translucent.

It looks terrifying, but also makes people feel pity and sympathy.

The mouth could no longer be closed.

It seems that for thousands of years, he has been shouting and cursing in this way.

There may be only one purpose, that is, to vent and relieve the pain and suffering brought to oneself by the dispersion of the gods.

Now, he only has air in and no air in his mouth, even if he wants to scold, he can't.

Maybe it's just a matter of thinking about it in your heart.

Not a single hair is gone.

The light of the head glowed a miserable white glow.

The skull is scarred and crisscrossed with ravines and ravines.

These ravines seem to tell all the onlookers about their own experience - "In order to dissipate the pain and suffering, I constantly slammed my head against the stone wall or the ground. ”

The chest is the ribs, the arms are covered with scars, and the legs are two braces.

The belly is the belly, and it is annoying that he was born with a lack of internal organs.

At the same time, the hearts of everyone swelled with boundless bitterness.

They're all asking the question, "Who is this guy, and will he be able to save him?"

The Vientiane Jade Simplified Artifact Spirit used its special ability to isolate the connection between Huashensan and this powerhouse.

In addition to this, the machine spirit also did his best to extract the energy of the illusion world and convey it into his eight veins.

These energies immediately began to nourish his withered vitality, Yan zhòng's depleted consciousness.

Zhao Xiang absorbed the abundant vitality of the ginseng king from the Zhixin Bead, and slowly and meticulously injected it into the body of this strong man.

Ling'er on the side quickly turned into a ball of blue light, moistening the flesh and blood of this strong man.

He hopes to use his almost omnipotent ability to repair and restore to bring back this strong man who has embarked on the road to death.

After all-out rescue, the strong man exhaled a long breath.

The strong man's mouth was half-open, and he took a slow breath.

After a long while, the strong man sent a very weak message to Zhao Xiang - "This, this, this little brother, the old man, really thank you for saving me, thank you." ”

The strong man's intermittent voice immediately regained its smoothness - "For the past three or four million years, I have been desperately trying to live, in fact, just to be able to wait for this day. ”

"Even I didn't believe that this day would come, but I waited as always. ”

"I'm not reconciled, I can't just die, but fortunately, the emperor has lived up to his wishes, and I finally waited for this day to come. ”

"Little brother, if you can come in, it means that you are no longer afraid of the secret cave of soul refining in the illusion world. ”

"This means that you won't be controlled by the gods in the Soul Refining Secret Cave. ”

"What I sue Brother Sù is—"

"There are many powerhouses in the Yanhuang Star Domain who died in this Soul Refining Secret Cave. ”

"Among them, there are two people in the half-step Chaos Realm, five people in the Extreme Venerable Realm, and fifteen people in the Emperor Venerable Realm. ”

"When they were in the God Realm, everyone was a first-class hero. ”

"None of them want to follow the phantom lord to do evil. ”

"So he was thrown into the Soul Refining Secret Cave by the ruthless Phantom Master, and endured the pain of ten thousand years of soul refining. ”

"I'm fighting for this last breath, it's to tell you a big secret that shocked the Yanhuang Star Domain. ”

"Do you know why the Phantom Lord threw the strong man who refused to give in into the Soul Refining Secret Cave to torture his soul flesh and soul?"

"Is it just to punish or ruin us?"

"No, absolutely not!"

"He did this, of course, with the purpose of killing a hundred chickens and monkeys. ”

"But what is more important is that it is for Jin Jialin, one of the four great families in the God Realm. ”

"Jin Jialin is actually not the real Jin Jialin anymore. ”

"Now the Lord of the Jin Family of the Divine Realm ......"