"Guangming Wuxie! Whoever you are, don't come out yet!"
The psychic topaz was supported by a stream of true energy and suspended on the top of the tomb.
Immediately, the light burst out, like a searchlight, completely lighting up the entire tomb.
For Yang Haoran and Ma Chenghua, what the psychic topaz releases is just ordinary light.
But for the man in black who blends into the darkness, it is a fatal injury.
Immediately there was a scream, and then the man in black seemed to be squeezed out of the void and stood four meters away from Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran stood ready to prevent the opponent from taking advantage of him.
This guy is called a scary guy by the apes, he must be very powerful.
Although Yang Haoran has many doubts, he cannot take it lightly until he has subdued the opponent.
All questions should be asked after defeating the opponent!
The Soul-Eating Sword had already appeared in Yang Haoran's hand, stabbing towards the man in black at lightning speed.
When Yang Haoran made the move, he had already thought of his next move, but he didn't expect that the soul-eating sword would actually penetrate into the body of the man in black.
The man in black didn’t hide away!
How is this possible? Doesn’t it mean that this guy should be very strong?
Ma Chenghua next to him exclaimed excitedly.
"I understand, the psychic topaz is his nemesis. Under the illumination of the psychic topaz, he can't display any strength at all!"
Yang Haoran nodded, as if this was indeed the case.
At this time, the man in black was like a mouse in front of a cat, not daring to move at all.
Although he was wearing a bronze mask and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, his body was trembling.
After understanding this, Yang Haoran let out a sigh of relief.
Then he pulled out the soul-eating sword from the man in black.
But it made a sound, which was very strange.
Not a drop of blood came out of the man in black, and no wounds could even be seen.
Even when Yang Haoran stabbed him with a sword just now, the man in black seemed to have no feeling at all.
Then Yang Haoran was surprised to find that this guy couldn't feel any vitality at all.
"You are not human?"
Yang Haoran blurted out, and Ma Chenghua on the other side shouted: "Are you Mo Banshan?"
Ma Chenghua's words seemed to touch the man in black more than the damage from the Soul-Eating Sword, and the man in black's body shook violently.
"Mo Banshan? Who is Mo Banshan? Mo Banshan is dead. I am the Night Messenger, I am not Mo Banshan!"
Ma Chenghua and Yang Haoran looked at each other. The man in black's violent performance surprised them both.
Why does this guy seem to be suddenly stimulated and go crazy?
Yang Haoran hesitated and asked, "Do you know Taoist Wukong?"
The man in black who was talking nonsense suddenly shook his body and fell silent instantly.
Seeing this, Yang Haoran already had a rough inference in his heart that this person was indeed Mo Banshan.
Even if it isn't, it still has a huge relationship.
The man in black looked at Yang Haoran with rapid breathing. Yang Haoran rolled his eyes and suddenly made several handprints.
"This is the Thunder God Seal of Xiaoxian Temple, have you ever seen it?"
What was unexpected was that the man in black, who was standing well, suddenly lost his legs and fell to his knees towards Yang Haoran.
"Master! This is Master's Thunder God Seal. Who are you? Are you sent to find me by my master?"
Ma Chenghua jumped up at this time.186.com
"You are indeed a Mo Banshan dog thief. Do you still remember Ma Hejun?"
The man in black shuddered again and turned to look at Ma Chenghua.
Ma Chenghua looked very similar to his grandfather Ma Hejun. The man in black exclaimed: "Are you a descendant of Ma Hejun?"
"Mo Banshan, you thief, it is indeed you!
You caused great misery to my grandfather back then, and I will never forgive you today!"
Ma Chenghua was furious and was about to jump over, but was caught by Yang Haoran.
"Don't be impatient yet, wait until I ask clearly before you take action."
Although Ma Chenghua was impatient, he did not dare to disobey Yang Haoran's wishes and could only stop angrily.
A pair of eyes looked at the man in black, like swords.
Yang Haoran's face was solemn: "I am the head of this generation of Xiaoxian Temple, and I am also a close disciple of Taoist Wukong.
Although you are only Master's registered disciple, you are considered half of my senior brother.
If you still recognize Master, tell me the truth and tell me what you have experienced?"
There was silence for a while, and the man in black dropped to the ground and kowtowed.
“I never thought that I would be able to meet my fellow disciples in my lifetime!
Yes, I am Mo Banshan, master, how are you doing?"
"Already passed away!"
Mo Banshan's body trembled, and he seemed to be whimpering.
"I'm guilty. If I hadn't been greedy for immortality back then, I wouldn't have ended up like a human being or a ghost now!
I admit that I harmed Ma Hejun just to get the psychic topaz and immortality pill.
But I never thought that the so-called longevity pill is the most vicious poison in the world!
After I swallowed the Immortality Pill, my body began to mutate.
The vitality in my body was taken away, but I would not die. I slowly turned into an immortal mummy!
And because of the curse from the owner of the tomb, I had to return to the tomb and would never be able to leave.
I would rather I was the one who died then, rather than suffer this endless darkness!"
Ma Chenghua gritted his teeth: "Bah, that sounds nice! You deserve it!"
Yang Haoran frowned: "What about the psychic topaz?"
"It's all that damn tomb owner. According to his records, only the psychic topaz filled with the aura of mountains and rivers can save me from this endless pain!
So I tamed a spiritual ape and let it retrieve the psychic topaz for me.
But who would have thought that the psychic topaz is my nemesis!"
Yang Haoran looked at Mo Banshan: "According to the rules of Xiaoxian Temple, anyone who harms others for no reason should be punished.
Although you are half of my senior brother, as the head of Xiaoxianguan, I must also act according to the rules.
Are you convinced?"
Mo Banshan's body trembled: "I'm convinced, but before I die, I have one more thing to give to you, junior brother.
Can you collect the psychic topaz first so that I can get the stuff to you?"
Ma Chenghua hurriedly shouted: "Master Yang, don't agree to him, this kind of thief will be killed directly!"
Yang Haoran frowned slightly and said: "Since it is your last wish, for the sake of my fellow disciples, I will grant it to you!"
While speaking, Yang Haoran stretched out his hand, and the psychic topaz hanging above his head fell on his hand.
At the same time, the tomb was once again plunged into darkness.
Mo Banshan immediately broke free from his restraint and suddenly burst into a sneer.