Also feeling uncomfortable was the Red Feather Snake who was trapped by Yan Mo.

Just when the red feather snake felt as if it had fallen into the nightmare of thousands of years ago again, the force that bound it suddenly lightened.

Yan Mo also seemed to snort immediately.

Then, it heard a burst of rampant laughter, "Hahaha, son of the Lord God? I didn't expect it, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind! Now, do you still have the strength to deal with us? ”

The Red Feather Snake snorted and panted, dispersing all the black mist around it, and then, he saw a group of people in black robes, surrounding Yan Mo in the middle.

Those who wear black robes, it is no stranger, thousands of years ago, they were called aliens by the Three Realms, they are, demon cultivators.

A group of morally degraded people who only ask about the result and ignore the process.

Yan Mo's face was surprisingly pale, and he was surrounded by these people, laughing at him recklessly.

That pale face, just like the woman thousands of years ago, was stubborn and cold, revealing an innate coldness, and incompatible with the surrounding environment.

The red feather snake is inexplicably a little irritable, this baby is really, looks like her noble and cold mother!

The Red Feather Snake was in an irritable mood, but Yan Mo was already clenching his fists tightly.

Her current situation is not very good, she has consumed too much spiritual power in order to deal with the Red Feather Snake before, and now there are many of these demon cultivators, if she really wants to be tough with the other party, she is not unsure that she can win. However, there is also a red feather snake next to her, and what she is afraid of is that in the end, let that old loach pick up the cheap!

Yan Mo clenched his fists and remained motionless, and the demon cultivator who was laughing wildly before taunted again, "You won't really be able to do it, those brothers before us are really vulnerable, and they are all giving you heads, right?" ”

Yan Mo narrowed his eyes and still didn't say a word.

The demon cultivator stared at Yan Mo's eyes and said word by word, "Even if you are the son of the Lord God, after all, you are still in your infancy, and even if our brother is not good, it is impossible for him to be powerless in your hands." ”

The corners of Yan Mo's lips hooked, and indifferent words came out of her lips unceremoniously, "Waste is waste, you don't need to make any excuses for your incompetence!" ”

When Yan Mo's words fell, the demon cultivator's face immediately showed annoyance and anger, "It's hard to die when you die!" Now, let's show you what we're really capable of! ”

Mo Xiu paused, and spit out two words in a cold voice, "Array!" ”

As these two words came out, those demon cultivators who were originally surrounding Yan Mo suddenly spun rapidly, and with the continuous rotation of these demon cultivators' figures, sounds that seemed to be able to pierce people's eardrums immediately sounded in the depths of Yan Mo's mind!

If it was in the usual days, this level of spiritual attack would not have caused the slightest damage to Yan Mo at all. But now, Yan Mo had already suffered a great degree of damage in order to fight against the Red Feather Snake, and when she was weak, these spiritual attacks exerted their strongest power!

Yan Mo only felt that her head didn't seem to belong to her, and she hadn't experienced that kind of splitting headache for too long.

"Hahaha, now you know how good we are!" Demon Xiu laughed triumphantly, it seemed so abrupt in this forbidden world.

Yan Mo's face turned pale, but there was a hint of ridicule at the corner of his lips, "Don't you think you're too complacent?" ”

Yan Mo's words fell, and the demon cultivator suddenly felt that the air around him was stagnant, and after that, a hand stretched out from the void and broke his neck!