Section 362 Chasing and Killing Black Mist "I can understand your robbery behavior when you see wealth, but I can't understand your behavior of killing my brother and uncle, and using their heads to create traps to frame me!" Song Zhong squinted his eyes and said: "You bastards, you have gone too far! It's no different from beasts! So, I can only use blood to wash away your sins!"

When the Black Mist Daoist Xuan Ziqi heard this, he was immediately taken aback, he knew that this matter could not be good. If he had known that his senior brother had done such a thing, he would not have come to negotiate with Song Zhong if he was killed.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine sold in the world, and now that the Black Mist Dao people understand, it is too late. Although he immediately drove away in his Black Mist Flying Boat before Song Zhong's words fell, he was quickly overwhelmed by countless cold and demonic divine thunders.

In terms of speed alone, there are almost no people who can be faster than the Cold Ice Divine Boat, and there is definitely no one to pick up the Black Mist Flying Boat, so there is no way to escape like this.

In desperation, the Black Mist Dao people had no choice but to perform their own tricks, releasing a thick black mist, and in the blink of an eye, the space within a radius of thousands of miles was all pitch-black fog, and he couldn't see his five fingers. Moreover, what annoyed Song Zhong the most was that this black fog had the effect of shielding his divine sense, even if he was distracted from his cultivation, he could only figure out the scenery two or three hundred zhang away, and no matter how far it went, it would not work. And in normal times, Song Zhong's divine sense can scan thousands of miles!

Without divine sense scanning and locking, Song Zhongkong has a powerful attack method, but he doesn't know where to bombard.

finally saw such a big fish, Song Zhong didn't want to let him run away like this. So he immediately increased the intensity of the cold wind, trying to blow the black mist away. But unexpectedly, this black fog Taoist Xuan Ziqi does have two hits, and the secret skills of the Mahayana master are indeed extraordinary, in short, no matter how Song Zhong blows, there is no way to take those black fogs, they are like dog skin plasters, pestering you to death, just don't disperse.

Song Zhong was so angry by this nasty black fog that he didn't have a temper at all, and seeing that the black mist flying boat would run away completely after a while, Song Zhong was in a hurry, but don't mention it, he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks and paced back and forth.

And at this time, Song Zhong suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, as if someone close to him had woken up from his deep sleep. Then, a white water shadow suddenly shot out from Song Zhong's body, and immediately turned into a cute little girl, who was the cold water spirit who had been sleeping and retreating.

At this time, the cold ice and water spirit is no longer the appearance of transparent clear water, but has become flesh and blood, and she is a beautiful little girl, which shows that her cultivation has been Mahayana, so she will return to the basics and completely transform into a sincere and benevolent form.

However, although the appearance of the cold and watery spirit has changed, her temper is still so innocent and cute, as soon as she came out, she excitedly threw herself into Song Zhong's arms, and said happily: "Daddy, Daddy, look, look, I have meat! I have meat!"

Song Zhong was also infected by the cuteness of the cold and watery spirit, forgot about his troubles for the time being, and smiled sincerely: "Congratulations, congratulations, my little darling, you can finally step into the threshold of the Great Dao! With your qualifications, it will not be difficult to ascend to the fairy realm and become a happy immortal!"

"Yes!" Han Bingshui nodded heavily, and then said: "This is all the credit of Daddy, if you didn't help me open up my wisdom, I don't know when and when I can have spiritual wisdom! Thank you, Daddy!"

As he spoke, Han Bing Shui Ling just hugged Song Zhong, his face full of gratitude.

Song Zhong caressed the cold water spirit's hair lovingly, and said with a smile, "Actually, this is all your creation!"

Song Zhong's words are not bad, if it weren't for the sudden action of the big bronze bell, Song Zhong would not be able to improve the intelligence of the cold ice and water spirit, and the big bronze bell is not something that Song Zhong can control, so all of this is the chance and creation of the cold ice and water spirit himself.

"But I still have to be grateful to Daddy!" After Han Bing Shui Ling finished speaking, he suddenly said, "By the way, Daddy, are you chasing a flying boat now?"

"En?" After hearing this, Song Zhong immediately said in surprise: "How do you know? This black fog is so thick, can you see it?"

"Of course!" Han Bing Shui Ling immediately said proudly: "People have gained a lot from this retreat! I have eaten the secrets of that Heavenly Peep Mirror, and people are already good at probing, so although this black fog is annoying, it can't be completely blocked from searching! If you don't believe it, Daddy, look!"

As he spoke, the cold ice water spirit waved his hand slightly, and a water curtain several zhang square appeared out of thin air, clearly showing the flying state of the black mist flying boat, and even its original appearance hidden by the black mist was unobstructed. It turned out that this was a special flying boat made of a slime as black as ink and viscous as asphalt, and from time to time there was a disgusting black slime on it, turning into black gas and replenishing into the surrounding black clouds.

"Haha!" Song Zhong looked at it, and immediately overjoyed: "Okay, well, this time I'll see where this bastard is fleeing!" After speaking, he followed the guidance of the cold ice water spirit, and drove the cold ice and ice god boat to rush up, and the god thunder tower that had been holding back for a long time also exerted his power again, and blasted tens of thousands of god thunder fiercely.

Black Mist Daoist Xuan Ziqi originally thought that he could escape, but unexpectedly, he was suddenly attacked again violently, which immediately scared him a lot. Although such a large flying boat is said to be able to withstand the top flying boat for a while, the Black Mist Flying Boat of the Black Mist Daoist Xuan Ziqi does not pay special attention to defense because it is covered by black fog and saves his life, so it is extremely lacking in resistance.

And the Cold Ice Evil Divine Boat, which has two immortal weapons, has an additional bonus in terms of offensive strength, and this plus and one subtraction suddenly widens the gap between the two. As a result, the Black Mist Flying Boat soon seemed to be crumbling and about to be unable to support it under the full attack of the Cold Ice Divine Boat.

At this moment, the Black Mist Daoist Xuanzi Qi Ke panicked, and he hurriedly began to deal with it. While desperately releasing more black mist in order to interfere with Song Zhong, he drove the flying boat to roll up and down, intending to get rid of the lock of the cold and icy Shenzhou.

It's a pity that under the terrifying detection ability of the Cold Ice Water Spirit that is almost cheating, all these actions of the Black Mist Dao people are in vain. No matter how he tossed, the countless cold divine thunders still seemed to have eyes, and they kept exploding on the protective divine light of the black mist divine boat, and huge ripples rippled on the black divine light, like boiling water, and violent shocks also came, and the entire flying boat was like an earthquake, and the solid hull was a little unbearable, and began to creak.

The experienced Black Mist Dao people naturally knew that their flying boat could not hold on. If you don't make a decision, once the body protection divine light is shattered, not only will the flying boat be finished, but even you will definitely be affected by that terrifying number of divine thunder.

In desperation, Xuan Ziqi, a person from the Black Mist Dao, could only stomp his feet with hatred and scolded angrily: "Song Zhong, you wait, Lao Tzu and you are not finished!"

After speaking, the Black Mist Daoist Xuan Ziqi gave his beloved car one last order, letting it crash into the cold ice Shenzhou behind him with all its strength in the most tragic posture, and then blew itself up, even if it couldn't die with it, it had to break off a layer of skin.

As for the Black Mist Daoist himself, he hurriedly cast a concealment spell, and then drove the flying sword to leave the Black Mist Shenzhou and secretly fled in the direction of the headquarters.

Since the two flying boats were moving at extremely high speeds, chasing and fleeing, when the fleeing Black Mist Flying Boat suddenly stopped and then collided with the galloping Cold Ice Divine Boat, Song Zhong could not avoid this impact despite all his efforts.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, he took back all the cold and evil winds and laid a protective net in front of the flying boat, which greatly slowed down the momentum of the black mist flying boat and bought himself enough time. So Song Zhong took the opportunity to stop all the Divine Thunder Towers and injected all the spiritual energy into the body protection divine light.

So, with an earth-shattering super explosion, the peaks within a radius of thousands of miles were razed to the ground, but the cold and icy Shenzhou was safe and sound because of the power of the protective divine light, but it was blown out thousands of miles away by the shock wave of the explosion, but the protective divine light finally survived and did not break, so the flying boat did not receive much impact, but it was bumpy when it exploded, like a boat in a storm, anyway, it scared Song Zhong a lot, but in the end it was still thrilling.

When the cold and icy Shenzhou stopped, the Black Mist Flying Boat had completely turned into a black fog in the sky, and there was no trace to be found, but Song Zhong, who had escaped death, was full of shock, and couldn't help but scold: "Damn, why is this Black Mist Daoist Xuan Ziqi also a madman who doesn't want to die?"

After hearing this, Han Bing Shui Ling immediately smiled and said, "Daddy, the Black Mist Daoist Xuan Ziqi you are talking about is an old man in black clothes, right?"

"Yes, it's him!" Song Zhong then said curiously, "By the way, how do you know? I remember when he talked to me, you were still asleep?"

"Hehe, it's someone who saw it!" "Han Bing Shui Ling smiled: "He's not crazy, he doesn't want to die at all!"

After speaking, the cold ice water spirit went up a little bit of the water curtain, and the black fog Daoist Xuan Ziqi immediately appeared on it, and I saw that at this time, he had already taken advantage of the chaos to run out tens of thousands of miles away.

Seeing this, Song Zhong immediately scolded: "Damn, this damn bastard actually played golden cicada shelling for me? Fortunately, there is a baby you in, otherwise he would have really run away? No, chase him immediately, I must kill him!"

As he spoke, Song Zhong hurriedly drove the cold and icy Shenzhou to chase after him.

But Han Bing Shui Ling smiled unhurriedly, "Don't worry, Daddy, I've already branded him, he can't run!"

"It's hard to say, that guy is a Mahayana master, I'm afraid it's difficult to keep him!" Song Zhong said not optimistically.

(To be continued)