Yu Mo was also shocked by the scene in front of him. The city owner was really mad, and he was so cruel to his own people.

Then once he was allowed to invade the world, the world would not know how much disaster it would suffer.

"We have to go under the cave. I want to see what happened at the source." Yu Mo said firmly.

Gu Ziqing said worriedly: "This place is heavily guarded. Once we go to the bottom of the cave, we will be the turtles in the urn, and it will be difficult for us to escape."

Yu Mo's face was solemn, and he admitted that what Gu Ziqing said made sense.

They had to think of a surefire way to go down the hole.

Yu Mo's eyes swept across the hot construction site, and inadvertently looked at the darkness in the distance, an area that blue light could not reach.

"Soul fog!" Suddenly, a daring thought appeared in his heart.

Gu Ziqing didn't know why, and asked, "What happened to Soul Mist?"

Yu Mo smiled mysteriously: "Let's go to Soul Mist."

"What are you going to do?" Gu Ziqing asked curiously with wide eyes.

Yu Mo said in a dumbfounded manner: "I'm not sure yet, I'll know only after verification."

Seeing that he was mysterious, Gu Ziqing was full of doubts, but had no choice but to follow him around the construction site and walked into the depths of darkness.

"The soul fog is ahead, don't walk around." Yu Mo urged.

Sure enough, after a few steps, they saw the soul fog, the eyes were pitch black, there was no light at all, and the blue light in the distance could not penetrate.

Yu Mo didn't dare to use the sky fire to test, lest other ghost cultivators find something abnormal.

He mobilized the power of faith and stretched out his hand into the soul fog.

He has a hunch that the soul fog here is more powerful than the soul fog in Chang Heng Mountain.

Perhaps, this is also the source of the soul fog, so he did not rush into it.

Seeing his cautious appearance, Gu Ziqing involuntarily clenched her heart, and silently urged her skills. If there was anything wrong, she would pull Yu Mo back.

Yu Mo's hand finally reached into the soul fog, wow, it was like a pebble thrown into the lake, arousing a huge reaction.

Whoa!

All the soul fog moved and gathered from all directions, as if to tie Yu Mo's hand firmly, and then swallow his soul fog.

Yu Mo felt a shudder from the depths of his soul.

hiss!

He sucked in a breath of cold air, didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly activated the power of faith, covering his arms.

call!

He let out a lingering sigh of relief, and the tremor disappeared, as if a drowning man had returned to shore.

He took a closer look and saw that Soul Mist left his arm, but he did not avoid it like the Soul Mist in Chang Heng Mountain, so he retreated.

These soul fogs are still waiting for opportunities around the arms, it seems that as long as there is any chance, the soul fog will definitely make a comeback.

His arm was like a delicacy, deeply attracting the soul mist.

Gu Ziqing also saw the difference, and said in surprise: "This soul fog is more powerful and courageous than the one in Chang Heng Mountain. The power of belief has significantly weakened its restraint."

Yu Mo nodded secretly and said, "I guess this may be the source of the Soul Mist, that's why the Soul Mist is so powerful."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Since the power of faith is still useful to Soul Mist, then we don't have to worry about safety issues. The stronger Soul Mist is, the more beneficial it is to us."

"What are you going to do?"

The corner of Yu Mo's mouth twitched, revealing the answer: "Soul fog is a powerful weapon to attack. If we have soul fog, even if we go to the bottom of the cave, once the wind blows and grass moves, with the help of the soul fog, we can still retreat, right?"

Gu Ziqing's eyes lit up and nodded happily: "Of course!"

"So, we just need to find a way to collect part of the soul fog."

"Be careful!"

"You are outside, and I enter the soul fog."

Gu Ziqing had no objection, and watched him enter the soul fog. The surrounding soul fog immediately drowned him, and she couldn't see Yu Mo at all.

Yu Mo was distracted, turned the power of faith into thin threads, swish, swish, and flew out directly, weaving a net of heaven and earth, falling from the sky.

Soul fog quickly scattered to escape.

However, the speed of the big net was extremely fast, and there were still some soul fogs that had not had time to escape, and were firmly trapped by the big net.

Bang bang bang!

Soul fog rushed left and right, hit the big net, but was immediately bounced back by the power of faith.

Yu Mo was horrified.

Isn't Soul Mist very afraid of the power of faith?

Even dare to hit directly.

The soul fog here is really evil, and it is so powerful.

Yu Mo didn't dare to be careless, but he was quite satisfied with the harvest in front of him. However, it was still far from his goal, and he wanted to collect more soul fog.

He gathered the soul fog, and the soul fog was still colliding, but it had no effect.

The Qiankun bag on Yu Mo's wrist flashed, and the soul mist was contained in it.

The Qiankun Bag is his territory, and as long as the soul fog enters it, there will be no waves at all.

Yu Mo mobilized the power of faith and turned it into a net, trapping part of the soul fog.

Yu Mo's practice makes perfect, and the speed is even faster than last time.

Just when he was about to put the power of faith into the Qiankun bag, suddenly, a strange voice sounded from the soul fog in front of him.

Roar!

This is the roar.

Yu Mo's pupils shrank, his face paled in horror.

This roar was extremely desolate, and there was a palpitating aura in it.

Yu Mo was incredulous, stared straight at the soul mist in front of him, and muttered to himself, "Could it be that there is some powerful existence in the soul mist?"

This was completely beyond Yu Mo's expectations.

Soul fog can shatter all souls, and who can stay in it all the time?

"Could it be that other powerhouses broke into the soul fog?"

"Could that be the Fengdu City Lord?"

Many questions popped up in Yu Mo's mind, but no one could answer them.

The sound only rang once, and then stopped abruptly, as if he was hallucinating.

But Yu Mo knew that this must not be an illusion.

There is really something in the soul fog.

He didn't know if he wanted to step forward to find out, but a huge figure came out of the soul fog, light and fluttering, as if it was flying.

A breath of oppression rushed toward the face.

Yu Mo secretly said that it was not good.

This is definitely not the breath of Fengdu City Lord, but another strong man.

What other strong person in the Fengdu world can actually reach such a state?

Yu Mo was puzzled.

Seeing the opponent approaching, Yu Mo didn't dare to confront him head-on, and quickly put the soul fog into the Qiankun bag, his figure flashed, and before the opponent arrived, he stepped out of the soul fog.

Gu Ziqing was ecstatic when she saw Yu Mo coming out, and was about to speak, but Yu Mo pulled her back quickly.

Gu Ziqing's face changed suddenly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't talk yet, there is something in the soul fog."

"Ah?" Gu Ziqing was stunned, not knowing why: "What do you mean by that?"

Isn't it possible that nothing can survive in the soul fog, how can there be anything?

Gu Ziqing was at a loss.