The endless swamp seemed to stretch to the horizon.

Yu Mo and his party finally came to the edge of the Shinto world after a lot of climbing.

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

A few people stopped to watch, Yu Shengzhi frowned and said, "How did your mother cross this swamp when she came here alone?"

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

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

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

He took a deep breath, changed the subject, and said, "When we enter Shintoism and meet her, everything will naturally come to light. The priority is for us to get through this swamp first."

Everyone nodded.

"Use a bamboo raft." Yu Shengzhi suggested.

They couldn't always fly over, so the proposal was adopted.

Yu Shengzhi skillfully chopped down the bamboo forest at the edge of the swamp, and soon built a bamboo raft.

Everyone jumped on the bamboo raft, Yu Shengzhi held a bamboo penny and gently dipped in the swamp, the bamboo raft slowly rowed forward.

Everyone on the bamboo raft was concentrating, no one said a word, and all were silently observing the surrounding situation, fearing that Shintoism would suddenly attack.

There was a dead silence in the swamp, not even a single sound, and a depressing atmosphere emerged spontaneously.

Yu Yue's face turned red.

Yu Mo noticed her nervousness and squeezed her hand lightly to comfort her.

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

The speed of the bamboo raft is not slow, and the water and grass are swaying, and before you know it, it has penetrated into the swamp.

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

They went far into the swamp, but not so much that they could not see the shore.

But this is the reality. The waterfront where they stood before has disappeared and disappeared into the vast swamp.

It's all so weird.

The nerves of several people immediately tightened, and they gradually realized the extraordinaryness of the swamp.

Yu Mo reminded: "I have a feeling that danger is approaching."

Immediately, the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

"Why is it foggy?" Yu Yue turned her head suspiciously and looked up.

I don't know when, a white fog rose in the swamp, and the white fog gradually became larger, covering everything in all directions.

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

Hearing that it was poisonous, several people held their breath.

But the miasma is getting more and more, and it is by no means holding their breath to solve the problem. After all, they can't keep breathing all the time.

"I'll fix it."

Yu Mo's hand waved forward, and a flexible figure flew out, facing the miasma, and seemed not to be afraid of its poison at all.

Flying centipede!

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

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

The miasma was involved in the small whirlwind, and everyone only felt a flower before their eyes, and the miasma disappeared.

Everyone could see clearly that the miasma was swallowed by the flying centipede.

The flying centipede excitedly opened its small mouth, and the miasma seemed to be nourishment. It flapped its wings greedily, rolled up the miasma, and sent it into the abdomen. A series of movements were done in one go, very skilled.

Dao Shen was in high spirits, staring intently at the flying centipede.

He looked at Yu Mo again, and said to his heart that his poison technique was truly unparalleled in the world. He had never heard of such a clever poison technique in the Tianwu world, and he was deeply hurt by it.

The wound at the bottom of his heart seemed to be touched, and with a jolt, he quickly stabilized his mind and looked at this scene delicately.

Yu Yue's face flushed with excitement, she dragged Yu Mo and said, "Brother, is this your pet? It's amazing."

pet?

Yu Mo laughed dumbly and explained, "It's called a flying centipede, but it's not a pet, but a highly poisonous one, and it will die if you touch it."

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

Yu Yue looked back reluctantly and said, "The pet should be cute, it's too poisonous, brother, when can you find me a pet, I like small animals the most."

"Yue'er, don't let your brother get distracted." Yu Shengzhi warned cautiously.

Yu Yue raised her mouth angrily and stopped talking.

Phoenix took another look at the flying centipede and said, "This flying centipede seems to have changed a bit?"

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

The poison he refined now can be colorless and odorless, and the flying centipede ingested this poison.

"Brother, you are careful to become a little poison." Yu Yue commented.

"Then Sect Master Tang is an old poison." Yu Mo joked.

"Haha, that's right, the poison of the Tang Sect Master is on par with yours," Fenghuang said.

Yu Mo nodded, thinking that we both have strengths and weaknesses, but there is no competition to see who is stronger and who is weaker.

The Tang Sect Master has studied poisonous poison all his life, and now he has obtained the Poison Sutra, the poison technique is truly unparalleled in the world.

But Yu Mo has the magic fire, tempering the poison, which is something that the Tang Sect Master does not have.

He does not mean that.

Dao Shen's heart moved. He had seen the Tang Sect Master. It turned out that his poison technique was as powerful as Yu Mo's. Can he find another way to detoxify from him?

The God of Swords did not expect to find a way to detoxify from Yu Mo's hands.

So, he decided to find another way.

Yu Mo didn't know that the news he accidentally disclosed made Dao Shen such a treasure.

The flying centipede displayed its mighty power, making the miasma in front of it empty, opening up a road for the bamboo raft to move forward.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a strong wind rang out from the miasma in front.

"Be careful."

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

However, it was too late.

A cyan behemoth came from the miasma and hit the flying centipede.

At the last moment, the flying centipede flapped its wings and avoided the key point, but still flew out like a broken kite.

Yu Mo's figure flashed, he caught the flying centipede, and found that it was trembling all over.

"You heal your wounds carefully, and I will avenge you."

Yu Mo carefully retracted the flying centipede, stared at the miasma, and angered outward.

He didn't see clearly what that blue light was, but it was obvious that the comer was not good.

The others held their breath and reminded: "The other party is very powerful. With the help of the miasma, it is impossible to prevent it."

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

Others couldn't go deep into the miasma, but Yu Mo was not afraid. He jumped and rushed directly into the miasma.

Immediately, he was surrounded by a vast miasma, as if there was magic, it quickly drilled into the pores of his skin.