Whether it is Mu Bai who holds a sword, or the Maoshan Sanqing swordsmanship that he wields.

Or the silky snake in my hand, I can use the least amount of strength to kill these powerful ghosts who should be full of attack power.

But just as Wu Zhengyu continued to release the pressure of the ghost king, Mu Bai and I were also like a dragon and a phoenix, and the two long swords, one rigid and one soft, cooperated tacitly.

Unexpectedly, a terrible and loud ghost cry suddenly came.

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"On the Day I Was Born, Ten Thousand Snakes Worshipped" Chapter 540 The man in the blue brocade robe is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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