"One, two, three, four......" Su Wei watched Liang Mo pick up a sword and stab a sword, raised his head to drink the moon and bowed his head to invite the stars, and muttered while counting.

He saw Liang Mo take out four swords.

The first sword, the rainstorm poured pear blossoms, only to come out of the lotus pond to dew the sharp buds.

The second sword, the body is ghostly and swims in the snow, and the pieces of falling flowers melt into the palm.

The third sword, looking up at the sword qi like a rainbow, drank a round of Luzhou Yue.

The fourth sword, bowing his head to invite the sky full of stars, feels like a hundred ghosts covering the dawn.

Suddenly sick, suddenly slow, suddenly tyrannical, suddenly peaceful. Come and go like a shadow, start and reap freely, between heaven and earth, but Erer.

It's for the most chic!

The Yaqi Orochi was frozen in place by these six swords, unable to move.

But it was still struggling, roaring, a pair of eyes fixed on Liang Mo's body, and his eyes were resentful.

Enemies see each other.

"You, I really want to, me. The Baqi Snake looked at Liang Mo and paused for a long time before saying such a sentence.

"Think of me, what do you want me to do, do you want me to kill you again?" Liang Mo looked at the Baqi Snake quietly, and did not make another move.

Because he was exhausted.

In terms of cultivation, he is just a little earth immortal, and he has just entered the earth immortal. He was able to have such attainments only because he inherited the divine throne left by his previous life in advance and forcibly usurped it. These astonishing six swords, each sword is a great consumption for him, and it is extremely difficult to be able to use the six swords.

Even if he can use his sword intent to compete with many great powers, but to mobilize the power of heaven and earth to exert such a sword intent, he still relies on cultivation.

At this time, he was just bluffing.

"Kill you, think. The Yaqi Snake squeezed out the syllables little by little, and his eyes were still focused on Liang Mo's body. I didn't expect to meet such a character when I came out of the seal, really, not very beautiful.

"Kill me, I'm afraid it's not easy. It's you, there's not a single person here who doesn't want to kill you. Liang Mo glanced at the people not far away, and actually saw Su Wei, an acquaintance.

But he no longer had the breath of that person in him.

"Die! all die!" The eight big heads of the Yaqi Snake also looked around with Liang Mo's gaze, and suddenly became tyrannical, and a big head was raised high.

The elements of heaven and earth were in chaos in an instant.

"Bastard, give me death!" Fu Zhen suddenly rushed straight up from the back of the Yaqi Orochi, and the embroidered fan in his hand deleted the cold light. The decoration on the fan blades has withered away, revealing the silver-white fan bones inside, with the engraved patterns on them

All of them reveal a noble atmosphere.

It's like a light that comes to earth.

I was also a man of righteousness!

Fu Zhen's blow came quickly, avoiding most of the people, but it couldn't avoid the eight-headed Yaqi Orochi.

"Roar!" A mouthful of dragon flame instantly erupted from the mouth of the Yaqi Snake, illuminating Fu Zhen's figure clearly.

In the firelight, one person holds a fan, and there is no way forward.

The crowd no longer hesitated and followed.

In this scene, they want this big snake to die!

.....

And at this time, the barren gate.

"It's still a step too late......" Wang Mang looked at everything in front of him, his brows furrowed.

In this scene, to say that it is a hundred ghosts running away is just to underestimate him.

The three ghost kings are surrounded by a ghost emperor, and there are dozens of ghost generals under him, and there are hundreds of powerful ghosts, and counting these miscellaneous necromantic imps, it is a ghost world festival.

"Elder Wang. Wang Mang suddenly had another person next to him, a small one, whose face was almost covered with eyebrows and beard, like an old farmer in the countryside.

"Daoist Mao is here too?" Wang Mang turned around and saluted Mao Ying.

"The poor road wanders here, and when he sees that this place is extremely gloomy, he waits here, seeking a way to solve it. It's just that I didn't expect that a moment of deviation would actually cause such a consequence, and the poor road still failed to sell the karma here, and life and life were also lost. "Mao Yingping