"Are you okay?" Liang Mo looked at Fu Zhen, who was a little blackened in Yintang, and asked.

Before, he watched Fu Zhen fight with many ghost generals, and in the end, he also saw the ghost general's blow. Zhou Tian reversed, the gossip was confused, and the idea of right and wrong was confused in black and white, and it only took a little bit of introduction, and the evil qi that gathered together could explode. Not to mention others, at least the old man who stole the sky and Fu Zhen will not survive.

But the old man who stole the sky did not go all out, but let the last ghost general turn into a cloud of evil qi and slowly merge into it.

No one knows how big this old ghost can gamble!

"Wind Butterfly, Nine Shadows Dance!" Fu Zhen waved his arms against his chest. The nine fan bones that had been flying around the wrist flew out, fixed in the eight directions of the murderous aura, and one was suspended directly above it.

Jiuding Dingyuan!

In an instant, Fu Zhen's figure suddenly became illusory, shuttling between the various fan bones. Every step and every leap he took pulled out thin lines between the bones, swallowing the evil qi into it like a cocoon.

Cocooning, swallowing.

In the end, Fu Zhen took back the eight-foot Qiongyu, but unlike the previous ones, this time he didn't let the eight-foot Qiongyu continue to hover over his wrist or still turn into the embroidered fan. This time, he directly swallowed the eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade into his body, as if he was a part of his body.

Swallowed it together with those evil breaths.

This is also why the Fuzhen Huiyin Hall is black.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Liang Mo stretched out his hand and tapped Fu Zhen a few more times, his face became more and more bad, and even a little angry.

"I don't know, it seems like I'm not afraid. Of course, Fu Zhen won't be unaware of his physical condition, but is he still qualified to retreat at this time?

He's a middle two, and he's a middle two.

"Hey, what did you do?" Liu Mingfan leaned over to Fu Zhen's side and looked at him with some concern.

The jet-black mass is really not very pretty.

"It's okay, it's a small thing. Fu Zhen shook his hand and shook Liu Mingfan's hand away. After all, Liang Mo's cultivation is much higher than him, but he doesn't want Liu Mingfan to know his situation, at this time, all this can only make everyone worry in vain and affect everyone's mentality.

"We may not be friends, but it's better that you don't die. Liu Mingfan held the Prajna in his hand and didn't know what to say.

If you say too much, after all, they are enemies, but if you don't say anything, after all, the two used to be friends, and they took better care of themselves in Fujiafu Town at that time. But if you really want to talk about it, that's all it can be.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. Fu Zhen shook his head lightly and followed Liang Mo's footsteps.

When the four of them finally stood in front of the barren gate, they were in a trance.

Outside the door was still lifeless, but at this time, the barren gate was clear, and there was no dead air at all.

"You're finally here. "A deep voice, coming from the barren gate, carries with it the vicissitudes and endurance.

"Who!" Liu Mingfan put Praruo across his chest and stared at the barren door, for fear that something would pop out of it. The people inside the crowd on the side also looked solemn, and the weapons in their hands were pinched more firmly.

The peak of the strength of the Baqi Great Snake is that the major creation gods cannot compete with it alone, at this time, what stage has it recovered to Liu Mingfan They did not have an accurate estimate in their hearts, if they had recovered to the strength of the immortals, then they would be able to fight with Liang Mo in their team, and the others would probably just be a matter of meeting.

Anyone who appears at this time may affect the final outcome.

"I—you've been looking for me for so long, and now you're asking who I am?" the man stood in the shadow of the barren gate, revealing a little darkness.

A thin figure, without the slightest fluctuation of zero seven, stood in front of Liu Mingfan and them.

Liu Mingfan couldn't have imagined that the human form of the Baqi Snake would actually be an old man in a green robe with an indelible righteousness between his eyebrows and eyes.

But there seems to be some gloom mixed in with it.

"Why are there only so many people here, but there were a lot of people at that time. I was thinking that I could send you to the door by yourself, but I didn't expect that so many people came. Step by step, the Yaki Snake came out of the shadows, revealing his vicissitudes of life.

Mao Yingping's face.

"But it doesn't matter, if you don't come to die, then I'll kill you. "The Yaqi Orochi opened a huge dragon wing behind it and waved its wings.

"Originally, I thought you could be very capable, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. The Yaqi Snake pierced Su Wei's abdomen with one hand and pinned him to the ground, watching as the blood soaked through the yellow sand beneath him.

It was a surprise to everyone.

"Ah Wei!" Liu Mingfan pounced on the Yaqi Giant Snake without thinking about it, and the Pranya in his hand slashed at the wings of the Yaqi Snake.

"It's too slow. The Yaqi Snake kicked his leg lightly and pulled back. A series of beads of blood scattered from his hand and fell to the sand.

With endless dead air, it exploded.

This is the golden stage, which is sprinkled with a bright red prologue.

"Featherfall: Thousand Episodes. Fu Zhen forcibly suppressed the evil qi in his body, and turned his palm to summon the nine fan bones hidden in his body, the originally white folded fan bones have now become pitch black, with countless sadness and resentment on the ink-colored flow lines, as well as tenacity that he doesn't know how to express.

"Yuxie!" Liang Mo made a move but came first, and the rain-like sword qi chased after the Yaqi Snake, each sword carrying the coldness and coldness of the rainstorm, cleansing the dead air in the air.

After he really woke up, he really understood what an immortal was.

In this style, swords and swords can punish immortals!

"Without the help of this soul, I might not really be your match. But now, get out of here!" The corners of Yaqi Orochi's mouth hooked, and with a flip of his palm, a red cyan flame erupted from his palm, facing the rain sword that flew from the air.

"Here, let me try. Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law, and is as urgent as the law!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose, and there were no clouds in sight.

Suddenly, there was a dark sound, regardless of the origin of the cause.

Suddenly, an edict does not lose lightning and thunder.

Heaven and earth formation, come and go when you call it.

This is the realm of the Eight Qi Snake, which is the Nine Infants, the Five Elements.

"After sleeping here for so many years, I finally woke up, which one should I eat first?" Yagi Orochi looked at everyone playfully, as if everyone was a dish in front of it, and their life and death only depended on whether it wanted to or not.

"Willing souls do taste very different. The Yaqi Snake stretched its wings slightly, and the word surprise was written in its eyes.

How could he have thought that after such a long time, he would be able to enjoy the soul of voluntary dedication again, and he was also an earth immortal-level powerhouse. Such a soul was simply more nourishing than the tens of thousands of dead souls he had devoured before!

Originally, what it wanted was just to sacrifice the souls of Mao Yiliang and others, to help itself survive the weak period when it broke out of the cocoon, get rid of these humans and then hide. But what he didn't expect was that someone would sacrifice his soul and body for a man who had been dead for two hundred years.

That is, he can have a new "cocoon".

He injected part of his strength into Mao Yingping's "cocoon", and forcibly supported his physical strength to the saturation of the world, that is, a half-step immortal. In this world, there are only three kinds of people who can break through the shackles of the immortal world, one is a person who has ascended, one is a person with an extremely powerful physical body, and the other is a person with an immortal position.

Although Mao Yingping is strong in his own strength, no matter how he is, he has to be constrained by the laws of the Ten Thousand Ancient Realm, so Jiuying can only impact him from the peak of the Earth Immortal to the half-step Heavenly Immortal, as for that bottleneck, it is impossible to cross no matter what.

However, a half-step Heavenly Immortal is enough to crush these people in front of him.

"Ah Wei, Ah Wei!" Liu Mingfan ripped off his clothes and pressed Su Wei's wound tightly, not daring to move him easily. Su Wei is now suffering a penetrating injury, and even a few ribs may be broken. If he were reckless now, he would probably be killed.

"Don't worry, I'm not dead yet. Su Wei tilted his head, his eyes closed unconsciously because of the pain, and he clenched his teeth and squeezed out a faint gasping sound, and the trembling scale made people clearly feel the pain in it.

"Be careful...... Someone ......"