The resistance in the ground is even greater, and now Wang Mo needs to use eighty percent of the immortal power to resist, so that the earth escape technique can be slowly unfolded, and when he is leaving, Wang Mo's body suddenly stops, and the immortal sense perceives the underground in front of him, faintly revealing a black and red light, and a trace of pungent taste slowly comes, Wang Mo patted the storage bag without saying a word, took out the anti-poison pill given by the old poison that day, and immediately put it in his mouth. Then he leaped out of the ground

This is the first time that Wang Mo has not been in front of the giant sword, showing his body, as soon as he came out of the ice crystal ground, there was a gust of wind, the aftermath of the wind blew, and it hurt a little on his body, but at this time Wang Mo couldn't care about that, he narrowed his eyes, pinched the trick with his right hand, and said quickly: "Go!"

Suddenly, a strange wind appeared out of thin air, interspersed in the aftermath of the wind, and quickly swam in the surrounding ground, gradually, the surrounding blood mist seemed to be fluctuated by an invisible big hand, lifting layer by layer, revealing countless pitch-black corpses buried on the ground.

It was a fist-sized creature with a pair of thin wings, a pointed mouth and a hideous face.

Wang Moxian's consciousness spread out, and he went into the ground to check it, and his face immediately sank, there were no less than 10,000 corpses of creatures here, and all of them were black in their bodies, and they died of severe poison in their bodies.

Wang Mo immediately knew that the person who had entered this giant sword world like him was the old poison.

Thinking of the old poison, a sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Mo's mouth, but at the same time, he was secretly vigilant in his heart, stepped on his feet, sank into the ground, and fled towards the giant sword in the distance.

A few hours later, Wang Mo Xianzhi noticed the giant sword, but in front of the giant sword, there was a small blood mist, and the blood mist let out a violent whistling and shook slowly.

Wang Mo was silent for a while, slowly retreated a few feet, ready to spare the past and move towards the next giant sword, but at this moment, the blood mist immediately swam away, slowly rolling towards Wang Mo's location, Wang Mo exuded his immortal sense to watch, and found that the tens of thousands of blood clusters were piled up by the creatures that had been poisoned by the old poison before, but at this moment, the skin of those creatures exuded a blood-red light, and what made Wang Mo feel even more strange was that even if this creature was alive, he still couldn't feel any of its vitality!

Wang Mo sneered in his heart, the immortal sense swept from afar, and there was only this cloud of blood mist nearby, so without saying a word, the murderous immortal power immediately shot out from his body, and immediately entered the blood mist, at this moment, he immediately sensed that there were more than a thousand blood clumps of creatures in this small blood mist.

Every creature is equivalent to an immortal in the realm of the Humen, as long as it does not exceed the realm of the five palaces of the wounded gate, it will not pose a threat to Wang Mo, his right hand moved slightly, and the ghost fire of the ghost was swept away immediately, and nearly a hundred blood creatures were immediately destroyed, but at this moment, suddenly the remaining more than nine hundred blood creatures were all fused together in a strange way, turning into a blood-colored arrow, and stabbing fiercely towards the immortal consciousness that Wang Mo exuded.

At the same time, the small blood mist suddenly froze, and under this moment, its whirling power disappeared, revealing a dense network of countless blood creatures with their fangs exposed.

These blood creatures were exactly the same as those that Wang Mo had seen just now, they were close to each other, their wings flapping rapidly, and bursts of whimpering sound came from their sharp mouths, and their bodies exuded bright red blood, even the thin wings were no exception

The whimpering sound emitted by the blood-colored creatures immediately condensed together at the time when the blood-colored arrow appeared, forming a sharp sound wave, which stabbed at Wang Mo's immortal consciousness along with the blood-colored arrow.

Wang Mo frowned, the immortal sense was immediately withdrawn, the murderous immortal power in his body surged, and the ghost fire immediately flew out, turning into a fire dragon and pounced directly.

The moment the Nether Ghost Fire flew out, the Blood Bonus Arrow and the sonic attack came back and forth, and the fire dragon transformed by the Nether Ghost Fire immediately roared, and the dragon claw quickly slapped towards the Blood Bonus Arrow, as for the sonic attack, for the formless Netherworld Ghost Fire, it had no effect at all, and it penetrated directly.

At the same time, Wang Mo threw out a crystal light with his hand, and several flying swords flashed out, stabbing towards those blood-clumped creatures, and at the moment when the flying swords flew into the blood mist, those blood-colored creatures scattered one by one, densely covering the sky.

Saying that it was too late, it was too fast, seeing that the blood creatures were scattered, Wang Mo suddenly slapped the storage bag again, and suddenly dozens of flying swords flew out of the storage bag immediately, Wang Mo Immortal Consciousness swept away, and fell on it, relying on the power of the murderous immortal power, and at the same time controlled these flying swords like a rain of stars, quickly venting out.

Wang Mo didn't plan to deal with these blood creatures at once, but wanted to force them away, and sure enough, the blood creatures scattered again under the impact of the flying sword like rain, Wang Mo flashed out without saying a word, and rushed towards the giant sword along the gap between the blood creatures, and behind the giant sword, Wang Mo stood up, and the dozens of flying swords immediately spun around in mid-air, and all of them were taken back by him in the storage bag

Wang Mo's eyes were solemn, standing at the handle of the giant sword and staring at those blood creatures, there was a reason why he didn't kill them all, this problem Wang Mo also just thought of, from the number of blood creatures, they gathered together, forming a blood mist, in this giant sword world, the most is blood mist.

It can be seen that the number of these blood creatures is unimaginable, and at the same time, the attack of these blood creatures is sound waves and groups at the same time, compared to this, their bodies appear fragile, and in the past few days, Wang Mo has also found that these blood creatures do not seem to dare to get close to some giant swords, often wandering dozens of zhang away, not daring to step forward in the slightest

In this way, if there are not many of these blood creatures, it seems that they are easy to eliminate, especially with the ability of the old poison, under the sprinkling of the poisonous mist, it is extremely easy, but Wang Mo can't forget the scene he saw at the handle of a giant sword a few days ago, the boundless blood mist, all of which are rapidly condensing in one direction.

This is a purposeful flight, so it can be seen that these blood creatures have a special summoning method, once they slaughter too many people, they will summon their companions, and once they fall into such a cycle, then what awaits him must be death, it must be an endless blood mist.

At the same time, once the killing is too large, it is likely to summon back the blood mist that was originally attracted by the old poison, in this case, it is not the old poison who helps him open the way, but he helps the old poison contain the blood mist.

In the battle just now, about two hundred small beasts were wiped out by Wang Mo, at this time Wang Mo's eyes flickered, staring at the blood creatures around him who did not dare to step forward, gradually, those blood creatures condensed together again, forming a blood mist, and after turning around a few times with the giant sword where Wang Mo was, he no longer paid attention to it, but moved towards the front.

After this blood mist went away, Wang Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he couldn't help but exude a chill in his heart, this giant sword world is extremely weird, almost contrary to common sense, no matter who it is, as long as they are surrounded by these blood mist, after seeing their group and sound wave attacks, knowing the fragility of their bodies, I am afraid that the first thought is to eliminate them as soon as possible, so as not to attract more blood mist.

But in this way, as long as it is eliminated to a certain extent, once the blood creatures begin to summon companions, then unless there is a cultivation against the sky, it is doomed, and there is only one way to die.

Wang Mo meditated cross-legged at the handle of the giant sword, and after exhaling a little, he stared at the bloody mist in the distance and still kept moving in a certain direction, he was silent for a while, and simply did not hurry to move, but continued to sit cross-legged on the handle of the sword.

This treatment is three days, and in three days, Wang Mo not only spit out and stabilize every day, but also saw countless blood mist from the surroundings, whistling from all around, among which there was a blood mist that was even about a thousand feet thick, like a king of blood mist, shuttling from the giant sword.

The moment the largest blood mist shuttled by, there was a slight pause, and Wang Mo immediately noticed that countless blood creatures were roaring towards him, and the target was not him, it seemed that he just happened to pass by!

It's just that these blood mist don't seem to have a sense of direction, and a few times Wang Mo saw those blood mist flying straight towards the giant sword, and at the moment when he was more than fifty or sixty zhang away from the giant sword, he was bounced back alive, and the blood mist like a king, after wandering here for a while, slowly left.

Gradually, more and more blood mist appeared, and the targets of these blood mist were all in one direction, Wang Mo sneered in his heart, he didn't have to guess to know that that direction was where the old poison was. The old poison's face sank like water at this time, in fact, as early as the moment after killing the first wave of blood mass creatures, he was immediately surrounded by ten times the number of creatures in the second wave, he guessed that he had done something wrong.

He followed his usual killing style at the beginning, and really achieved the extermination, but this couldn't help but make the old poison smile bitterly, but things have come to this point, even if he doesn't kill anymore, these blood creatures are still entangled with him, constantly attacking with group transformation and sound waves.

In the end, the demonic nature of the old poison was stimulated, and he simply let go of his hands and feet, spilling a large area of poisonous mist, so that the summoning of blood creatures became more and more frequent, so that in the end, even if he hid on the giant sword, the surrounding blood creatures not only did not decrease, but more and more, to the point that his scalp was numb.

He was standing at the top of the giant sword at this time, looking at the boundless blood mist outside, almost every moment, the number of those blood creatures would increase, and he also tried to use the giant sword as a foothold, wanting to hide for a few days, but obviously those blood creatures were more patient than him, and even died