Chapter 132 (1/2)

Mo Jueyuan's face changed dramatically, and his raised scales were pushed back to their original position with a slap. It's a pity... It's too late.

”Ha ha ha, his grandmother's pickled cabbage and watermelon skin, I finally came out, ha ha ha.”

The surrounding air suddenly became hot, as if there was a big fireball here.

Mo Jueyuan's face is extremely ugly. He has already seen that with the scale rising, the carving patterns of monsters on the surrounding stone walls have completely lost their spirituality. In particular, the various light columns from his eyes have gradually weakened until they finally disappear.

With the disappearance of all kinds of light pillars, the faint luster of the blood winged earthquaker is also rapidly fading. Not only that, but also the yuan ban on the mouth of the blood winged earthquaker is slowly becoming transparent, as if a prison door had been opened.

Seeing the scene at the moment and the familiar voice, Mo Jue yuan suddenly understood.

He was deceived. Cheng Nuo was locked up here, but he let him out.

At the thought that he had let out this terrible old monster himself, Mo Jueyuan felt boundless fear occupying his heart. At this moment, Mo Jueyuan was like a piece of gold paper, and his breathing became heavy. He looked at Yuanjin slowly disappearing from the tiger's mouth in a panic.

Poof.

With a sound like a bubble burst, the Yuanjin on the fangs of the tiger's mouth completely disappeared, and a hot breath suddenly rushed out of the tiger's mouth, which immediately filled the entire open underground square. At the next moment, Mo Jueyuan's coarse cloth clothes sent out a smell of scorch, and even Mo Jueyuan's hair was roasted and curled.

Mo Jueyuan's whole body was full of vitality, which immediately blocked the hot waves from his body. However, Mo Jueyuan's face was not the slightest joy, but it became more and more ugly, because he clearly saw that a figure was slowly floating out of the tiger's mouth.

Mo Jue yuan took a look at it, and a rather awkward feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

This man is four feet tall and petite. He is dressed in ragged gray clothes and his skin is as white as snow. Not only that, but also his appearance is childish. His lips are red and his teeth are white. He is a little golden boy.

However, this person's eyes, but with years of vicissitudes, as if has lived countless spring and autumn.

There is no doubt that this little golden boy is the old monster who talks with Mo Jueyuan, Cheng Nuo.

”Hahaha, his grandmother's pickled cabbage and watermelon skin, I finally got out of the tiger's mouth. Damn old man, you wait for me. If you don't cramp and peel your skin, I can't stand the” ban on all animals ”that you have painstakingly set up. Hum.”

On Cheng Nuo's tender face, there was a strange ferocity. His rampant words added three points of ferocity to his ferocity. Around him, the blazing breath suddenly appeared a trace of coldness, and then spread rapidly, completely covering the whole underground square. Mo Jueyuan fell into the cold and hot pain.

Although Mo Jueyuan has a memory of more than 40 years, the experience of ordinary people is totally different from that of Qi practitioners. Mo Jueyuan is finally fooled by his promise and opens the cage of Cheng Nuo.

At this moment, Mo Jueyuan's body was hot and cold, and his face became red and white with the change of coldness, which made Mo feel very uncomfortable.

”Well.”

Finally, Mo Jueyuan couldn't help it. He was humored by the double stimulation of ice and fire, but he woke up from the madness of Cheng Nuo.

Cheng Nuo's face suddenly showed a sudden color, and he turned his eyes to Mo Jueyuan. Suddenly, the hot and cold breath around him disappeared. Mo Jueyuan felt better. It was just a few short breath. Mo Jueyuan's physical strength was consumed. Now he was leaning weakly against the stone wall and barely stood.

”Boy, thanks for letting me out, how can I thank you, eh?”

Cheng Nuo's face is smiling and his voice is calm, but it makes people feel the piercing coldness from his words.

Obviously, Cheng Nuo is ironic. Should Xie die with a slap or a finger?

Mo Jueyuan naturally understood the meaning of the old monster. Although he was angry, he didn't dare to express anything. Otherwise, Mo Jueyuan was not sure that he could escape from the old monster. Even if he entered haotianjie, Mo Jueyuan didn't dare to guarantee. After all, the old monster was definitely stronger than the Yanrong master who had left the world.

”Master...”

Mo Jueyuan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. He just spewed out two words.

”Hum.”

Cheng Nuo's smiling face suddenly disappeared. With a cold hum, he was waiting to speak, but his expression suddenly changed. His eyes burst with joy, and his eyes were staring at Mo Jueyuan's passage.

Mo Jueyuan also subconsciously follows Cheng Nuo's line of sight and looks at the passage of time.

A sharp black light, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, came like black lightning, shot to Mo Jueyuan in an instant, and shot to Cheng Nuo.