Villains: The Empress Master was poisoned, and the traitor was ecstatic

"The years are long, my sword has spanned tens of thousands of years!"

The deep and hoarse voice of the old man in gray robe sounded slowly, with the taste of vicissitudes.

The next moment, the crutch in his hand slammed into the ground!

Bang!

A powerful energy spread out!

The wind howled all around, the vegetation raged wildly, and the stone bricks on the ground that seemed to have existed for thousands of years were all shattered!

"Rumble..."

The ground trembled continuously, as if invisible waves were sweeping around!

"Pfft—" Jiang Wange and the others snorted, vomited blood on the spot and backed away, churning with anger and blood.

Fortunately, Chu Mo made a timely move to stabilize them, otherwise he might be killed by the aftermath.

"Kacha! Kacha! Kacha..."

The sound of trampling footsteps is clear and sweet, like a war machine, shaking people's hearts.

The next moment, Chu Mo's pupils shrank slightly.

I saw that the old man in gray robe slowly stood up with a withered cane in his hand!

"Shh-!"

The old man in gray robe raised his legs and took a step, the gray robe on his body fluttered, and a terrifying breath was released from him!

Chu Mo's pupils shrank, the old man's strength was even stronger than he imagined!

"Boom--!"

The old man in gray robe stepped out, and disappeared in place like a ghost!

Chu Mo snorted coldly, the three great visions unfolded together, the sword intent was overwhelming, the killer move was lingering, wherever the sword edge passed, it seemed that even the space could not bear the terrifying sword intent and collapsed!

"boom--!"

The next moment, the old man in gray robe slammed his cane and collided fiercely with Chu Mo's long sword.

"Stacking waves!"

Chu Mo yelled angrily, and turned his wrist suddenly.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sword light flickered and turned into countless sword qi.

"Pfft...!"

In an instant, sword shadows all over the sky struck.

The grey-robed old man had a calm face, he stepped forward with a step, and the crutch in his hand suddenly thrust out.

"Bam—!"

"Bang bang bang...!"

There was a loud bang, the sword light shattered, and the fragments shot out in all directions!

The old man in gray robe stepped forward, and the crutch in his hand stabbed at Chu Mo's shoulder like a sharp blade!

"clang--!"

Chu Mo moved sideways to avoid, and swept his sword at the opponent!

The gray-robed old man's eyes were cold, and with a sweep of the crutch in his hand, a majestic and majestic force gushed out!

"boom!"

The two forces slammed into each other violently, creating violent energy ripples between the fierce collisions!

A huge pressure hit, the old man let out a muffled grunt, and retreated rapidly. Every inch he retreated, a three-foot-long and half-meter-deep crack appeared on the ground!

The sarcophagi behind them also burst open under this pressure!

Broken skeletons fell to the ground, making a crunching sound of bones rubbing against each other!

"Deng Deng stare—!"

The old man in gray robe retreated a full distance of three feet before barely stopping!

And the sarcophagi behind him were all destroyed!

"puff!"

The gray-robed old man couldn't hold it any longer, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely!

"The times have changed?"

Suddenly, a sinister voice sounded.

All of a sudden, a man with disheveled hair walked out of the miserable corpses!

The man stared at Chu Mo with red eyes, full of resentment and hatred.

"Hahaha……!"

The man looked up to the sky and smiled.

He laughed and cried, and the blood slid down his pale cheeks.

"Old ghost, this is a good body, don't you want it?"

The man with disheveled hair said sullenly.

"he?"

"You can't bear it!"

There was a trace of disdain in the faint tone of the old man in gray robe.

How could he forget that these monsters like to devour fresh blood the most!

How many times has he done this kind of thing!

Hearing this, the man with shaggy hair didn't take it seriously. He licked his lips, and there was still a streak of blood on his scarlet tongue.

"Jie Jie... I can't stand it without this deity!"

The man with disheveled hair grinned loudly, revealing a row of sharp teeth, and a bloodthirsty gleam flashed in his eyes!

The grey-robed old man froze, and immediately warned in a cold voice: "Don't mess around!"

"Hey hey..." The man with disheveled hair smirked and said, "Old ghost, do you know that this deity is not what it used to be?"

"It's just two little devils, let's see if I don't wipe you out!"

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows and used his strength to the extreme!

Within the Chaos body, the yin and yang energies alternated alternately, turbulent and surging!

"It's not what it used to be? This seat will beat you back to your mother's womb immediately!"

"kill!"

Chu Mo laughed, raised his long sword high, and rushed towards the man with disheveled hair!

"court death!"

The man with disheveled hair grinned grimly, and his body jumped up instantly.

I saw him holding a long spear, stabbing out, tearing the void, and the shadow of the spear enveloped Chu Mo's whole body.

"Ding!"

"Boom--!"

Chu Mo's long sword and the opponent's long spear shook hard, and there was a sound of gold and iron clanging!

Immediately afterwards, a violent force came out from the spear!

Chu Mo sneered, and threw the magic brick directly!

The man's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly drew his gun and retreated, but he was still one step too late!

"Bam—!"

The spear was released from his hand, and the long whip wrapped around his waist, dragging him a bit!

Chu Mo took the opportunity to bully him, swiped his long sword, and slashed across the neck of the man with shaggy hair!

The man with disheveled hair suddenly felt a chill in his neck, followed by buzzing in his head!

"Bam—!"

His vision went dark, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Ding!"

The long sword fell, and the edge of the sword sank three points into the ground!

"Falling Soul Bell!"

Chu Mo growled.

The Immemorial Holy Emperor knows how to return to his position in seconds!

The Lost Soul Bell rang loudly, and a layer of purple-blue ripples spread out.

"Ah——! The spiritual consciousness of the deity! The spiritual consciousness of the deity is about to die!"

The man with disheveled hair wailed in pain, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He struggled desperately to get rid of the Falling Soul Bell, but unfortunately it was of no avail!

"Old ghost, help me!"

The man with disheveled hair couldn't bear to hiss and shouted, at this moment, his spiritual consciousness is slack, if Chu Mo is allowed to continue to attack, he will definitely die out of his wits!

"call out--!"

The old man in gray robe flicked his sleeve, and a copper coin flew out!

"clang--!"

The copper coins and the bell collided together, making a clear crashing sound!

Chu Mo frowned slightly, he could feel that although the gray-robed old man's cultivation base had dropped, his magic weapon was still of extraordinary rank!

"Ruyi Eight Treasures!"

The gray-robed old man let out a soft chirp, and the copper coin and the other seven magic weapons appeared out of thin air.

The eight magic weapons were suspended around the gray-robed old man, and a powerful aura spread out.

"kill!"

The gray-robed old man's eyes were cold, and with a single command, the eight magic weapons were released together.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword resounded all over the field, and a vast force swept all directions!up.

The eight magic weapons erupted with dazzling brilliance at the same time.

"Your magic weapon is very good, but it will soon belong to this seat!"

Chu Mo sneered, and then the soles of his feet touched the ground, and he rushed out, waving the long sword in his hand, with an indomitable momentum.

Chu Mo pushed all the way, with the long sword in his hand looking at him!