บท 722: God’s Transformation

"Old Black, rest in peace. When the time comes, I'll help you take care of Fairy Yak. Go! Have a safe journey!" Ouyang Feng's words were not what one should say, but he was in an extremely jovial mood.

He knew that big black yak hadn't completely died. Maybe the spiritual willpower that had left his body could return from the grave and he could still live on.

At this moment, Yellow Ox's withered body emitted a faint light, too, and his spirit greatly rose. Big black yak could still scold people and shout so rudely which illustrated that the situation wasn't utterly disastrous.

However, Ouyang Feng and his current situation weren't that great, either. They were on the verge of trailing in big black yak's footsteps as they were all skin and bones, too.