It seems that spiritual power is still needed here. At least this flying technique is good, and it can save a lot of trouble.

Mo Jiu walked forward in the thick fog, his speed was not slow, but the senses of his whole body had entered a state of first-level alert.

Mo Jiu was originally an agent, and she had carried out many missions in the field, and her current state was just an extension of her years of occupational illness.

The mountain road was rugged and steep, and the feet were uneven, and several times the soil under the feet loosened, and the soil and stones collapsed directly and fell down the cliff with no visible bottom.

Mo Jiu frowned slightly, and used his short sword to cut off a branch next to him and use it as a crutch. As a result, the speed of going up the mountain has slowed down significantly.

After walking like this for about a cup of tea, Mo Jiu suddenly stopped.

At this time, Mo Jiu had already walked a short distance, and as the altitude increased, the surrounding wind also became louder. In addition to the sound of the wind, there were also the cries of some spirit beasts brought by scholars.

But at the moment, the surroundings suddenly fell silent. It was so quiet that she could forget that she was in the mountains.

The sudden silence was not normal, and her sixth sense as an agent told her that danger was approaching her.

All around is a thick fog that cannot distinguish between east and west, north and south. As far as the eye can see, it is only the distance of an arm's outstretch.

Mo Jiu clenched the python whip in his hand, mobilizing the range that his five senses could feel to the greatest extent.

If a drop of water falls from a hundred meters away at this time, Mo Jiuding can also accurately capture its position.

"Huh—" A sound resembling a spray came from behind Mojiu. At the same time, Mo Jiu had already rolled in place, rolling towards the front of the mountain road.

After rolling out four or five meters away, Mo Jiu and a carp had just straightened up, and a hot wind blew above his head. Mo Jiu bent back, and a ball of fire flew narrowly past her waist.

I'll go, what the hell is here? Spray and fire. Moreover, the spray was obviously poisonous, and the grass where Mo Jiu was standing just now had withered and turned black in an instant.

This move followed one move after another, and Mo Jiu was obviously at a disadvantage. She decided to preemptively strike this time.

Mo Jiu spun around, and the poison in his hand was aimed at the enemy in the fog.

There were a few soft sounds, and Mo Jiu knew that the poisonous needle he had just shot had hit a hard object and landed.

Judging by the sound, the poison needle was not blocked, but touched the enemy's body.

It seems that the skin on the enemy's body is very hard, at least the poison needle can't hurt the enemy.

The poisonous needle just now did not cause damage to the enemy, but it stimulated its ferocity. A large ball of fireball attacked Mojiu.

Mo Jiu waved the python whip in his hand, wrapped up the big tree on the side, and then pulled the whip in his hand, Mo Jiu had jumped onto a big tree next to him.

The tree wasn't where Mojiu really landed, and as soon as she jumped onto it, another cloud of green mist hit her.

Mo Jiu aimed in one direction and jumped down from the tree, while the python whip in his hand swung down at the thick fog.

"Uhh

The thing was so hard that it numbed one of Mo Jiu's arms.

The "hiss-" cry was followed by dirt and rocks flying over the mountain road. And Mo Jiu finally saw what was in the fog.

It was a python. The red and black scales glow with an eerie reflection, like a full-grown cow with a triangular head on its thick body.

And Mojiu's whip hit the python's head in the center.