The endless swamp seemed to extend to the horizon.

After a while, Yu Mo and his party finally arrived at the edge of the Shinto realm.

Shintoism is at the center of the swamp, and the swamp is a natural barrier that isolates the outside world.

Several people stopped and looked at it. Yu Shengzhi frowned and said, "How did your mother come here alone, cross this swamp?"

They all knew that Su Qing did not know martial arts and was not a practitioner. How to overcome the swamp is indeed a difficult problem.

Yu Yue said with distress: "Mom must have experienced a lot of pain."

Yu Mo said in a deep voice: "Mom must have her own way. After all, she came out of this place."

He took a deep breath, changed his subject and said, "When we enter Shinto and see her, the truth will naturally be revealed. It is our priority to get through this swamp first."

Everyone nodded.

"Use bamboo rafts." Yu Shengzhi suggested.

They could not fly over, so they adopted this proposal.

Yu Shengzhi skillfully cut off the bamboo forest on the edge of the swamp and quickly built a bamboo raft.

Everyone jumped onto the bamboo raft. Yu Shengzhi held the bamboo pole in his hand and gently stepped forward in the swamp.

Everyone on the bamboo raft was concentrated, and no one spoke. They were silently observing the situation around them, fearing that Shinto's sudden attack.

There was a dead silence in the swamp, without even a sound, and a depressing atmosphere arose.

Yu Yue's little face turned red.

Yu Mo noticed her nervousness and gently pinched her hand to show comfort.

Yu Yue raised her face, squeezed out a smile, shook her head slightly, and signaled that she was fine.

The bamboo raft was not slow, and the water plants were boiling, and before they knew it, they had already penetrated into the swamp.

They looked back and their pupils shrank, and Yu Shengzhi exclaimed: "Where is the shore?"

Although they went deep into the swamp, they were not even invisible to the shore.

But this is the reality. The waterfront where they were standing on the previous side has disappeared and disappeared into the vast swamp.

All this is too weird.

The nerves of several people immediately became tense and gradually realized the extraordinary nature of the swamp.

Yu Mo reminded: "I feel that danger is approaching."

The atmosphere became more and more depressing.

"Why is it foggy?" Yu Yue turned her head suspiciously and raised her eyes to look.

At some point, white mist rose in the swamp, and the white mist gradually grew, covering everything from all directions.

Yu Mo sniffed and shouted, "Be careful, this is not ordinary fog, but miasma, which is poisonous."

I heard that it was poisonous, so several people held their breath one after another.

But the miasma is getting more and more, and it is never possible to solve the problem by holding your breath. After all, they cannot keep breathing.

"I'll solve it."

Yu Mo waved his hand forward, and a flexible figure flew out and flew towards the miasma, as if he was not afraid of its extreme poison.

Flying centipede!

It is a highly poisonous thing, and Yu Mo decided to use poison to overcome poison and open up a path.

The flying centipede grew up again, flapping its wings, and with a whirlwind, it blew up.

The miasma was caught in the small whirlwind, and everyone felt a flash in front of them, and the miasma disappeared.

Everyone saw clearly that the miasma was swallowed into the belly by the flying centipede.

The flying centipede opened her mouth excitedly, and the miasma seemed to be a nutrient. It voluntized its wings greedily, rolled up the miasma, and sent it into its belly. A series of movements were completed in one go, very skillful.

The sword god was full of energy and looked at the flying centipede intently.

He looked at Yu Mo again, thinking that his poison technique is truly unparalleled in the world. He had never heard of such a brilliant poison technique in the Tianwu Realm, and he was deeply harmed by it.

The wound in his heart seemed to be touched. He was shocked and quickly calmed down his mind and looked at the scene with subtle eyes.

Yu Yue's excited face turned red, she pulled Yu Mo and said, "Brother, is this your little pet you have? It's so amazing."

pet?

Yu Mo laughed silently and explained: "It is called a flying centipede. It is not a pet, but is highly poisonous. If it is touched, it will die."

Yu Yue stuck out her tongue and said angrily: "It's so poisonous, it's so terrible."

Yu Yue reluctantly withdrew her gaze and said, "Pets should be cute, they are too poisonous. Brother, when will you find me a pet? I like small animals the most."

"Yue'er, don't distract your brother." Yu Shengzhi was cautious and hurriedly reminded him.

Yu Yue raised her mouth in disappointment and stopped talking.

Phoenix glanced at the flying centipede more and said, "This flying centipede seems to have some changes?"

Yu Mo smiled knowingly: "I feed it with poison, and of course it will change."

The poison he has refined now can be colorless and tasteless. The flying centipede absorbed this poison, which is like taking Shiquan Dafu Pills, and has benefited a lot.

"Brother, be careful to become a small poison." Yu Yue commented as he took the opportunity.

"Then the leader of the Tang sect is an old poison." Yu Mo joked.

"Haha, then, the poison of the leader of the Tang Sect is comparable to that of you." Phoenix said.

Yu Mo nodded and thought to himself that we both have our own merits, but there is no competition. Who is stronger and who is weaker?

The leader of the Tang Sect has been studying the poison for a lifetime, and now he has obtained the poison classics again. The poison technique is indeed unparalleled in the world.

But Yu Mo has magic fire and tempers the poison, which is something that the Tang sect leader does not have.

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

The God of Swords moved his heart. He had seen the leader of the Tang Sect. It turned out that his poisonous technique was as powerful as Yu Mo. Can he find another way to find a way to detoxify him?

The God of Sword does not expect to find a way to detoxify from Yu Mo.

So, he decided to find another way.

Yu Mo didn't know that the news he had revealed inadvertently made the God of Knife feel like he had a treasure.

The flying centipede showed its power, causing the miasma ahead to be empty, and opened up a road for bamboo rafts to move forward.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a strong wind sounded from the miasma ahead.

"careful."

Yu Mo felt something and shouted, trying to take back the flying centipede.

However, it was too late.

A green behemoth attacked from the miasma and hit the flying centipede.

At the last moment, the flying centipede flapped its wings and avoided the vital points, but it still flew out like a kite with broken strings.

Yu Mo flashed, caught the flying centipede, and found it trembling all over.

"Be careful to heal your wounds, I will avenge you."

Yu Mo carefully put away the flying centipede, glared at the miasma, and his anger erupted out.

He didn't see clearly what the green light was, but it was obvious that the person who came was not good.

The others held their breath and reminded: "The other party is very powerful. They can't defend themselves with the help of miasma."

Yu Mo nodded: "I know that he wants to hide in the miasma, so I will force it out."

Others could not get into the miasma, but Yu Mo was not afraid, so he jumped and rushed into the miasma directly.
Chapter completed!