As soon as he arrived at the sea, Mo Wen waved his right hand and suddenly tore the void. The snake scale dagger appeared in his hand.
With his left hand waving, the whole snake scale dagger immediately expanded rapidly and turned into a huge door plate, suspended in the air. On his surface, there were countless layers of protective prohibitions, flashing with great lights.
"Come on!" Mo Wen landed on the tip of the snake scale dagger steadily and turned to greet him.
"Good!" The old man nodded. Without hesitation, he stood in the middle of the dagger.
"Go Mo Wen looked at the old man with white hair, sat down with his knees crossed, waved his right hand, and gave directions.
At the foot of the snake scale dagger immediately turned into a meteor, whistling and galloping away.
With the snake scale dagger rushing forward, the sea below immediately sent out earth shaking roars, and a sea dragon roared into the air, with extremely fast speed, straight to the snake scale dagger.
The roaring sound reverberated, and all the sea dragons collapsed mercilessly under the forbidden light of the snake scale dagger, turned into thousands of water drops, re merged into the ocean and disappeared.
"Little brother is really powerful..." the old man with white hair saw this, his eyes were surprised, and his thumb was extended to Mo Wen.
But after seeing Mo Wen's indifferent appearance, he was also bored and shut up, but in his heart, he secretly scolded Mo Wen.
"Well, if I didn't have time to study the forbidden array before, how could I get you to show off your power now? As long as I spend a little bit of time on the prohibition, I'm afraid that now I'm going to be very powerful... "The old man with white hair flatters me on the surface, but he refuses to admit defeat on the inside. He bares his teeth and cracks his mouth to Mo Wen.
As for the performance of the old man with white hair, don't ask about his outside thoughts, but he doesn't look the same. As long as the old man doesn't talk too much, it will affect his mood. As for what he thinks in his heart, it's his freedom. Don't ask whether he has no right to interfere or doesn't want to interfere, so that he won't open his gate again. At that time, he will be depressed.
Snake scale dagger with two people, like a rainbow through the sun, pounded open the waves from all directions, tore a gap, and went deep into the sea.
The more we move forward, the more the strange breath will be. In the end, it has turned into a mass of red and black gas, floating around, making the flying snake scale dagger seem to fall into the mud, and the speed of moving forward is greatly slowed down.
"Shua!" At this time, the old man with white hair waved his hand, suddenly tearing the void, and there was an antique wine pot in his hand.
"Little brother, it's getting colder and colder. Would you like to drink some to keep out the cold? My wine, however, is a hundred flowers wine made from exotic flowers and herbs. It's so precious that I never give it to outsiders... "The old man with white hair shook his wine pot and asked Mo as if he were offering a treasure.
Mo nodded, without saying a word, grabbed the bottle, opened the lid and drank it.
At the moment, he really feels a little chilly. It's better to have a drink. Moreover, in order to stop the old man's mouth and prevent him from chattering on, this is undoubtedly the best strategy.
The wine is light and tasteless in the mouth, but after entering the throat, it is suddenly filled with a complex and unspeakable fragrance of flowers. There are all kinds of fragrance, refreshing the heart and steaming warmth.
Moreover, under the stimulation of the wine, Mo Wen's cultivation in the body has improved a little.
"Good wine!" Don't hesitate to lift the wine pot, and drink it again. With the tumbling of the Adam's apple, most of the wine will soon come down.
"You... You damned boy, how can you spoil my good wine so much? This wine can only be tasted slowly, how can you drink like you? My Baihua wine, in order to make such a small pot, I did not hesitate to spend thousands of years of white Ganoderma lucidum and add thousands of years of ancient pinecones... "Seeing this, the old man with white hair suddenly changed his face and yelled with endless pain.
What he didn't expect was that Mo Wen was so impolite that he drank most of the pot without even calling.
"Gulu, Gulu..." while the old man with white hair is chattering, don't look up again, open your mouth and drink.
"Stop, stop, stop, leave me a bite!" Seeing this, the old man with white hair immediately flashed countless black lines on his forehead. He didn't dare to talk any more. He reached out like lightning, grabbed the wine pot and drank it to his mouth.
But the whole wine pot was empty, leaving only a few tiny strands of wine flowing slowly into his big mouth.
"Ah... You damned boy, old man... Old man..." the white haired old man's face was very blue, and he was staring at mo. he wanted to cry, but he couldn't speak.
"Good wine, thank you!" Mo Wen turned a deaf ear and said something lightly. He immediately closed his eyes and quietly digested the heat flow brought by Baihua wine. He turned it into energy and integrated it into Dantian.
"I'm so angry. I've been brewing this small pot for 200 years, but now it's all gone..." the old man murmured. He raised his right hand and slapped himself in the face without hesitation.
"It's all my fault that I'm cheap. If I hadn't invited him, the boy would not have drunk and Baihua wine would not have gone..." the old man with white hair began to chatter again.