Just as Huiyin was thinking like this, there was another change on the battlefield in the distance. I saw the giant snake raise its head, as if taking a deep breath, and then spit it out.

With a loud whistling sound, it was like an endless mist being spewed out. This time the fog was different from the brown poisonous fog of the previous one. Instead, it looks like a normal mountain cloud.

However, such a cloud completely enveloped the surroundings in an instant. Along with its and Mo's figures, they were buried in this cloud.

This is...... Huiyin looked at the scene in front of her and frowned slightly. This fog is not an ordinary fog, at least ordinary fog can't block your vision like now, so that you can't see the scene clearly.

Is it the same fog that surrounds the mountains before? No, no, I'm afraid this fog is even more psychedelic than I've encountered before. Blocking the field of vision, and still confusing the five senses......

I have to say that this way is really in line with the essence of the other party's 'poisonous snake'. Lurking in the surrounding environment, sticking out deadly fangs at the moment of the enemy's carelessness. Not to mention that the current environment is created by the other party, it can be said that it is the best time and place.

Huiyin's eyes narrowed slightly, but it seems that the other party also used the last hole card. The rest is just to look at that guy.

And in the fog, Mo walked alone. Scanning the fog around him, he found that he couldn't see through the fog with his own eyesight.

It seems that this is the power of the other party, and Mo came up with the same answer as Huiyin.

You must know that at the beginning, the other party also hid his figure in the clouds. But he was easily covered by the clouds and mist, and saw through its essence.

But now I can't see through this foggy scene. The difference can only be explained by the 'power' of the gods.

Suddenly, Mo's face changed suddenly, and his figure abruptly avoided the side. Then, in the next moment, a huge braided black shadow instantly slashed at the position where he was standing. A deep crack opened the earth, and dirt and rubble splattered.

And although Mo avoided this sudden attack in an instant, because the distance was too close, he was still swept away by the aftermath, and his body was directly impacted and flew out.

And that's not all, just when his figure is still in mid-air. Suddenly, a huge mouth full of sharp teeth appeared in front of him in an instant, and it bit up and down fiercely.

Fortunately, Mo expected and noticed it the moment he was knocked out. I saw him slam his feet into the void and stop his figure abruptly. At the same time, by a fraction of a centimeter, he escaped the devouring of this huge mouth.

Of course, it's not his style to just be beaten and not fight back. The moment he paused, the long sword in his hand had already slashed out, instantly cutting through the mist, leaving a screaming sound in the air.

Hollowed out......

Mo froze his figure and glanced around him with renewed vigilance. It was still a fog, and nothing else. It seems that the barrage of attacks just now is just some illusion.

This fog is indeed worthy of the 'miracle' of the manifestation of 'divine power', and it is indeed very mysterious...... Mo's eyelids closed slightly.

Covering the figure, shielding the breath, and even all the huge movements caused by the movement of the opponent's huge body seemed to be 'swallowed' by this fog. There was no sound of breaking the air, no vibrations in the air, and even when the opponent was attacking, it was difficult for him to detect the direction of the attack.

It's as if the other party has melted into this fog......

Case......

Mo returned to the sword and sheathed it, and closed his eyes completely, as if he had completely given up resistance.

In this fog, the sight of the naked eye is meaningless, and the perception of breath is also disturbed. Even the other five senses, such as touch and smell, are disturbed and shielded by this fog. Then, the only option left is to 'see' in another way.

In that dark image of the heart, a drop of water quietly dripped down. Then, as if breaking the silence of this darkness, countless ripples began to spread slowly. Wherever the ripples went, the blackness faded away, revealing a different scene.

It was a painting of ink, mountains and stones, mud and clouds, all of them were swept away by the ripples as if the fog had been removed, and they were re-displayed in front of me.

So, Mo 'looked'......

The formless, huge whip reappeared above Mo's head and swept down. And Mo's originally motionless figure raised the long sword still with the sheath in his hand at the right time.

There was a loud bang. The aftermath of the exchange cracked the ground beneath Mo's feet, and gravel and dirt splattered. But apparently, this time, the opponent's attack was completely blocked.

And the figure hiding in the fog certainly doesn't stop there. And so countless attacks came from the mist. It is either a bite, a sweep, or a snake entanglement, which is mixed with the spit of poisonous mist.

However, Mo still closed his eyes, either dodging, raising his sword to block, or occasionally slashing out a sword to cancel out the invisible attack.

These strange attacks, which had no precursors or signs at all, were easily blocked by him at this moment. No matter how wind and rain the offensive outside is, he can't enter him again.

Seeing this, the clouds began to surge wildly. The next moment, an even more stormy offensive came. In an instant, the fog tore, and countless 'giant mouths' appeared around Mo's body. And the sweeping giant tail is also attacking from multiple angles at the same time, blocking all the evasion space of ink.

At this moment, it was as if the other party had split into countless individuals, and at the same time launched a lore attack on Mo.

Got it! Just as the attack from all directions was about to approach, Mo suddenly opened his eyes and looked into a void.

Stepping forward, drawing the sword, unsheathed, Mo's figure and the long sword in his hand merged into one, turning into a dazzling and piercing edge, directly tearing through a line of gaps in these countless attacks, and breaking out of the cage. Then he slashed into a cloud of mist.

Shhh!!h A loud, high-pitched roar resounded through the mist. Accompanied by a frenzied spray of maroon blood.

The mist twisted and dissipated, revealing a huge figure. But at this moment, on that huge figure, there was an injury that was difficult to hide. It roared and twisted, but it couldn't change the fact that one of its snake pupils had been pierced.

In the huge snake pupils, a huge spring of blood was sprayed continuously, and then sprinkled down, like a small rain of blood, staining a small piece of the earth under him.

…… To be continued......