Originally, Mo Tian wanted to leave this area quickly, but a miserable scream attracted Mo Tian's attention.

A monk was pressed by the big hand condensed by the poisonous smoke, and he couldn't struggle, only screaming.

Mo Tian hesitated slightly, but still rushed over.

A sword was drawn, the poisonous smoke hand was scattered, and the monk was rescued with blood all over his body, but the whole person was so corroded that Mo Tian couldn't recognize who the other party was.

Moreover, the poisonous smoke also drilled into the other party's body along the wound, even if this person left this place, it was still a question of whether he could survive.

Mo Tian took out an antidote pill and stuffed it into the other party's mouth, and then carried the other party and ran quickly.

The poisonous smoke was billowing out, and another big hand condensed, several meters in size, looking full of might, and quickly caught up with Mo Tian and grabbed it violently.

Mo Tian dodged violently, and his big hand hit the ground and immediately scattered, but soon condensed into a big hand and chased after Mo Tian.

Mo Tian dodged again, and then the earth shook, and the stones and dirt splashed up and hit Mo Tian.

"The attack power has become stronger. ”

At first, Mo Tian thought that these poisonous smoke were only relying on the poison to cause damage, but now it seems that if they are hit, the attack power is still very strong.

The big hand didn't catch Mo Tian several times in a row, and the person in the dark seemed to be a little annoyed, so more poisonous smoke swept over, and the big hand began to expand, and it became several times larger in the blink of an eye, covering the sky and the sun.

This grasp enveloped the area of more than ten meters around Mo Tian, and it was impossible to dodge it at all.

"If you can't hide, then don't hide. Mo Tian stopped, and the long sword in his hand was replaced by the Blood Shadow Sword.

A blood-colored sword shadow rose into the sky, piercing the big hand, and rushed out for some distance before gradually dissipating.

And the big hand formed by the poisonous smoke paused for a moment and then began to collapse.

Then there was no re-cohesion.

Mo Tian held a sword in one hand and grabbed a person in the other, and quickly rushed out of the poisonous smoke.

"Little brother, come over here. ”

The Tsing Yi monk with a folding fan shouted not far away, also holding a monk in his hand.

Mo Tianlai didn't think much about it, and quickly changed direction.

A dark cloud of poisonous smoke generally suppressed Mo Tian, and in the process of chasing, this poisonous smoke continued to compress and condensed into the shape of a palm again.

Seeing that he was about to catch up with Mo Tian, a hurricane appeared in the sky, blowing away this poisonous smoke.

"Hurry up, there's a river ahead. The monk shouted, and ran forward without looking back.

"There is indeed a river. At this time, Mo Tian also saw it, thinking that hiding in the river should be able to get rid of the poisonous smoke.

However, at this time, another big hand condensed, and it was still two palms, one locked Mo Tian, and the other grabbed the monk in Tsing Yi.

"Broken!"

Mo Tian shouted, swung the Blood Shadow Sword and slashed out, smashing his palm again.

Just as Mo Tian was relaxing, a cloud of poisonous smoke condensed into a ball and rolled out of the chaos and smashed heavily on Mo Tian's body.

This time, Mo Tian didn't dodge, he was directly smashed to the ground, constantly rolling, and before he could get up, he was wrapped in billowing poisonous smoke.

Mo Tianping breathed, urged the magic robe with all his might, struggled to find the monk, and kept running in the direction of the river with his back on his back.

Mo Tian had already heard the sound of the river flowing, and it seemed that the water was abundant, so he should be able to dodge.

During the run, Mo Tian only felt that his body was tight, his legs were light, and he actually got up from the ground, and he knew that he was grabbed by a big hand.

Seeing that it was getting farther away from the ground, Mo Tian sacrificed his flying sword and cut off his big hand, and then stepped on the flying sword and rushed forward quickly.

Under the full burst of strength, Mo Tian's sword speed at this time was unprecedentedly fast, although it was not too stable, but it was much faster than running, and he actually got rid of the poisonous smoke, and rushed to the top of the river in two breaths, and then rushed down.

Poof!

Mo Tian fell into the river, and saw that the poisonous smoke was still billowing in, the ground was dry and the grass and trees were withered, some towering trees broke and collapsed, and some wild beasts fled in terror in all directions, and those who ran slowly were contaminated by the poisonous smoke and soon fell to the ground and died.

"It's so powerful that it's not safe to hide in the water. Looking at the picture in the distance, Mo Tian was shocked.

Sure enough, dead fish began to float on the surface of the water around, which was caused by the poisonous smoke contaminated by the monk on Mo Tianhe's back melting into the water.

A cloud of wind wrapped the two of them and rushed out of the poisonous smoke, and landed not far from Mo Tian with a 'poof'.

One of them was none other than the Tsing Yi monk with a folding fan.

I have to say that this monk in Tsing Yi is still very good, he is a wind attribute spiritual root, and the folding fan in his hand is also a spiritual weapon, so he can rely on means to kill out of the poisonous smoke and save one person.

"It's not safe in the river either. Mo Tian said, put the person behind him in the water, and washed the poisonous smoke on his body with river water.

Screams rang out, and the unconscious monk opened his eyes.

The skin on his body is very tattered, and it feels uncomfortable to soak in water at this time.

"Alive. Mo Tian said.

"I'm still alive, so it's hard to say what happened. The monk in Tsing Yi said that he also learned from Mo Tian to soak the rescued monk in the water, but this person did not move, and his chest no longer rose and fell.

"If you are out of breath, you are dead, you are dead, you are sinful to live. The monk sighed, let go of his hand, and let the dead monk drift away along the water.

"Don't let go of me. The monk who was rescued by Mo Tian was screaming, and when he saw this scene, his eyes were full of horror and worry.

"Don't worry, you're not dead yet, I'll try to take you with me, if you die, bury yourself in the water or in the soil, it's actually the same. Mo Tian said.

"What you say makes sense, but I don't want to die, it's better to die than to live. The monk gasped and said with a little hideousness.

"Then try to live. Mo Tian said, and then took out the gourd and dropped a few drops of life medicine into this person's mouth, and the monk immediately felt a lot more comfortable, and the tattered flesh and skin on his body actually showed signs of scarring.

"Give me more, please, give me more. The monk's eyes were full of hope and greed, and he reached out and grabbed Mo Tian tightly.

Although the life medicine in Mo Tian's hand cannot live and die, there is still no problem with the flesh and bones, but this medicine is too precious, except for the use of injuries, Mo Tian's cultivation on weekdays is used drop by drop, and after such a long time, the life medicine in Mo Tian's hand has also been decreasing, and it is also Mo Tian who can give this person a few drops, and now he sees that the other party is a little bit of an inch, although it is understandable that he is injured, but Mo Tian still frowns slightly.

However, he still gave the other party another drop, and then gave the monk in Tsing Yi three drops, and then put the gourd away.

"Thank you, the next most important thing is how to survive, the poisonous smoke is here again, little brother, I still need your cooperation. The monk in Tsing Yi nodded to Mo Tian and said.

The poisonous smoke was billowing out, and it still turned into a huge palm and grabbed in the direction of several people, not caring whether the three of them were soaked in the river water.

Boom!

Mo Tian slapped a palm suddenly, and with an explosion, a column of water rose into the sky, and then the folding fan in the hand of the monk in Tsing Yi took the opportunity to wave out, and this column of water immediately changed direction, as if a special water arrow rushed towards the palm of the poisonous smoke.