As an alchemist, Jiang Mo's divine power was far stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.

This dense fog seemed to obscure his vision, but it was nothing to Jiang Mo, who had the power of an eighth-order divine thought.

Condensation Frost didn't have any doubts about Jiang Mo's words, the poison that her father had in the beginning, the entire Central Region couldn't find a few alchemists to treat it, but the white-haired young man in front of him did it.

Since then, Condensation Frost has trusted Jiang Mo very much.

At this time, Jiang Mo and the condensation frost were in a very thick fog place, but Jiang Mo urged the Eight Desolations to burn the sky, and the blazing power wrapped the two of them together, without being affected by the mist.

About a hundred miles away from the two of them, Zhao Chong and the others had already chased after them, looking at the thick fog, Zhao Chong did not rush in rashly.

This person is not an impulsive and reckless man, if Jiang Mo hadn't killed his younger brother, Zhao Chong wouldn't have chased him so relentlessly.

Zhao Zhongzhong knew that he didn't successfully kill Jiang Mo the first time, and if he wanted to kill him next, I was afraid that the difficulty would increase exponentially.

"Master, why don't you use your beauty to seduce that kid?" said the slightly plump woman, her eyes indescribably seductive.

The tall, fair-skinned young woman beside her sneered, "Do you think your appearance is comparable to that iceberg beauty next to that kid?"

The two women are a little jealous of the beauty of the condensation cream, and they are both women, and they can better distinguish that kind of woman is the real beauty.

Zhao Chong ignored the two, his eyes looked inside as if he could penetrate the thick fog.

"Keep chasing, this time Tianxuanqiu hunting, even if I give up, I will avenge my brother!" Zhao Chong said with a very firm expression.

In the process of cultivation, people like Zhao Chong are often the most terrifying.

Not only is he strong, but he also determines that if he determines something, he will definitely complete it, to a certain extent, this kind of character is somewhat similar to Jiang Mo.

The only difference is that it was Zhao Chong's younger brother who wanted to snipe Jiang Mo and them, and Jiang Mo couldn't sit still.

A whistling sound sounded, Jiang Mo noticed that the qi fluctuation was coming, and his right fist clenched slightly.

"Sir, the strength of the red-robed man is too strong, if the situation is dangerous, the frost can still resist for a while, and then Mr. must cherish the opportunity to escape. Condensation said.

Jiang Mo smiled slightly, did not agree, did not refuse, in this dangerous autumn hunting ground, if he could bear to let a woman block a strong enemy for him, it would not be Jiang Mo's style.

"Inextricably linked. ”

A low cheer came out, and the red silk threads broke through the dense fog again, winding towards Jiang Mo and the others.

With the blessing of Zhao Chong's Yuan Force, when those red silk threads were hard, they were like fine iron, and if they were wrapped around the body, they would not be broken at all.

"You stand back. ”

Jiang Mo whispered to the condensation frost, she quickly retreated very cooperatively, Jiang Mo pulled out the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword, the sword light waved, and the dense sword shadow collided with the red silk thread.

Qiang, Qiang, Qiang......

The piercing sound of metal bombardment suddenly sounded, and then, only to hear the sound of breaking wind, the red-robed man slapped a palm, and suddenly the ground cracked, Jiang Mo's breath was suppressed, and the red silk thread broke through some defenses again, wanting to pierce Jiang Mo's flesh and blood.

"Hmph, get out of here!"

Jiang Mo burst into a shout, and the Eight Desolation Burning Heavenly Flame martial veins suddenly bloomed, and the dazzling cyan light made the surrounding yin fog evaporate, and those red silk threads became distorted at this moment, and they couldn't resist the terrifying high temperature of the Eight Desolation Burning Heavenly Flame at all.

"Buddha Fury Vajra!"

After the attack was blocked, Zhao Chong did not worry, but put his hands together, and there was a golden handprint, which was directly shot out and suppressed towards Jiang Mo.

This golden handprint contains extremely powerful power, Jiang Mo also threw a punch, and the mountain-like surging power gushed out without reservation, and it collided with the golden handprint.

In an instant, ripples of energy like water waves quickly spread out in all directions, and the dirt and gravel on the ground were all lifted up in a thick layer at this moment.

However, in the hard-fought battle, it was Zhao Zheng, who had a higher realm, who had the upper hand, and Jiang Mo's body was pushed backwards by the strong wind.

Zhao Chong's two maidservants, one left and one right, flanked Jiang Mo.

However, at this moment, there was a gust of fishy smell from the thick fog.

The ground was torn apart by a strong force, like a yin thing that had been sleeping for many years, and at this time it crawled out of the ground, at first extremely slowly, but finally like lightning, it rushed towards the nearest Zhao Chong.

Zhao Chong didn't react at all, and was bumped into by the feminine fit.

Bang!

Rao is the cultivation of his Nine-Star Martial Venerable, and under this collision, he was also injured a lot, and the Yuan Force in his body was agitated.

Divine thoughts were all over this space, and after Jiang Mo noticed that Zhao Chong was attacked by a Yin Object, he immediately took action, and a sword slashed out, the dense fog was torn apart, and the sword qi slashed straight towards Zhao Chong's head.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Chongfang was just hit by that yin thing, and in a short period of time, he couldn't mobilize his vitality to resist.

And his two maidservants didn't have the strength to block Jiang Mo's sword.

Therefore, on Zhao Chong's arm and chest, a terrible scar that could reach the bone.

When the blood flowed out of Zhao Chong's body, a strong bloody aura attracted a lot of yin objects to come, especially Fang Cai's larger and heavier yin qi, roaring and pounced on Zhao Chong.

Zhao Chong's two maidservants attacked those feminine objects, trying to help Zhao Chong resist them, but the number of feminine objects gradually increased, and they couldn't kill them all, and there was a feeling of powerlessness in their hearts.

In the end, a large number of yin objects submerged Zhao Chong, and under the overwhelming and terrifying number, his personal combat power seemed a little small.

"Even if I die, I will avenge my brother!"

A terrible roar, hoarse resounded in this space, when Jiang Mo thought that when Zhao Chong completely fell here, there was a more powerful yin object directly attached to Zhao Chong's body, controlling his body, and the murderous aura was permeated, making those yin objects dare not approach.

Moreover, Zhao Chong's obsession still remains in that body, and if the yin thing wants to control Zhao Chong's body, he must complete the last obsession of his life, that is, to avenge his younger brother.

At this time, Zhao Chong, who was possessed by the feminine object, had a pair of gray-green eyes, and he looked very mad.

His gaze locked on Jiang Mo again, and now Zhao Chong has no independent thoughts, and has become a pure killing machine, no matter where he puts it, it is very tricky.

Jiang Mo was a little helpless, Zhao Chong, who was possessed by the yin object at the moment, was a little more difficult than before.

(End of chapter)