Villains: The Empress Master was poisoned, and the traitor was ecstatic

Hearing this, Chu Mo frowned and glanced at her, then put his hand into his arms.

With a "click", he took out a spirit crystal and handed it to the Primordial Holy Emperor.

The Primordial Holy Emperor glanced at it with distaste, and said with distaste: "This crap is much worse than your spirit liquid. I don't want to eat it."

She looked at Chu Mo, and said affectionately, "Hey me!"

Chu Mo glanced around, his eyes were cold.

"There seems to be danger hidden around!"

Chu Mo clearly felt a few powerful fluctuations hidden in the dark just now. His perception is keen, so he can detect those auras.

The Primordial Holy Emperor soon noticed those auras, her charming little mouth was slightly turned up, her eyes were curved, and she said with a smile: "Let's retreat first, and then feed me when we go back!"

"Wait, this fluctuation seems to be born with an artifact!"

Chu Mo felt the evil spirit in his body ready to move, as if it was about to burst out!

He raised his legs and walked forward, his heavy feet stepped on the soft soil, leaving deep and shallow footprints immediately.

Suddenly, a wisp of green smoke rose from a distance, and Chu Mo raised his head vigilantly, his eyes showing alertness.

"Shh-"

A silver figure galloped over.

Chu Mo's reaction was extremely quick, his wrist was flipped, and the long sword in his hand lay across his chest.

"Clang!" There was a crisp sound of metal impact.

Immediately afterwards, a deep and melodious voice sounded, "Young Master Chu, you are safe..."

"It's really you!"

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, he really did not expect to meet Jiang Pingying so soon.

Jiang Pingying's facial features are very exquisite and beautiful, especially her pair of red phoenix eyes, which are radiant and unparalleled, as if they contain thousands of stars, brilliant and dazzling.

There was a faint curve on the corner of her lips, and a purple robe outlined a graceful and exquisite figure. She had a slender waist and a graceful grip, such a charming and enchanting beauty.

Behind Jiang Pingying was a thin old man,

The old man was stooped, his eye sockets were sunken, and the eyeballs were cloudy, like rotten wood that was about to die.

However, his aura was not weak at all, and there was a trace of murderous intent vaguely.

At this moment, he was looking at Chu Mo with a vague sneer on his face.

"You grow up really fast!"

Jiang Pingying stared at Chu Mo with a smile, her eyes slightly curved like two small crescents.

Chu Mo withdrew his hand, with a cold light in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You surprised me!"

Jiang Pingying is the incarnation of a drop of blood that the ancient powerful man cut off a trace of great luck in the long river of time and fused it with himself. In just a short period of time, he has grown to the realm of a half-step False God.

"How about a deal?"

Jiang Pingying looked at him with a smile like a flower, and there was a sense of bewitchment in her soft voice.

Chu Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and listened quietly.

Jiang Pingying continued: "I heard that you have a way to go to the upper realm. I'll help you destroy that ancient demon. How about you take me to the upper realm together?"

Chu Mo laughed and said, "What does it have to do with me whether the Demon Lord is indestructible or not?"

"Didn't you go to the upper realm to avoid him?"

Jiang Pingying asked.

"no!"

Maybe it was to avoid the Primordial Demon Lord in the past, but now his strength is enough to compete with the Primordial Demon Lord, so why hide?

"Then there's nothing to talk about?"

Jiang Pingying sighed, shook her head and said, "I have already advised you, it is best not to provoke people who should not be provoked!"

She changed the topic, and said quietly: "Since you are obsessed with your obsession, you can't blame me!"

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Pingying's palm was filled with a bright green light, and then she suddenly waved her sleeve and threw it out.

"boom--"

The long sword in Chu Mo's hand blocked the green light, and the skinny old man suddenly pulled out an iron sword and slashed towards Chu Mo.

Chu Mo hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and the iron sword slid past his right shoulder.

"Old Feng, hold him back for this palace, and wait for me to fetch the magic spirit liquid and the demon god halberd!"

Jiang Pingying gave instructions to the old man, and then dodged into the dense forest.

Chu Mo frowned slightly, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he chased after him with his long sword in hand.

Old Feng didn't hesitate when he saw this, he drew his sword and stood in front of Chu Mo, desperately preventing him from moving forward.

Chu Mo impatiently slashed with his sword.

"Chichichi—!"

Old Feng's arm was cut, but he didn't shed a drop of blood.

A flash of bloodthirsty excitement flashed in his eyes, he licked the injured wound, and then he recovered as before, intact.

Feng Lao let out a smirk, and suddenly exerted force with his arm, slashing fiercely on Chu Mo's long sword, causing Chu Mo to retreat several steps in a row.

Chu Mo frowned slightly, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

Old Feng grinned, with yellow teeth and white teeth, extremely ferocious. His figure disappeared from Chu Mo's eyes in a blink of an eye, and he was under Chu Mo's left rib in the blink of an eye.

"Master, be careful, this guy is a mandrill!"

The ancient holy emperor shouted eagerly.

It didn't expect that this old guy was actually a mandrill among the kings of the humanoid ghost clan. This kind of mandrill was exceptionally talented, good at hiding and assassinating, and was extremely difficult to deal with.

Chu Mo's mind moved slightly, and immediately activated the fragments of the Dao law engraved in his body!

In an instant, Chu Mo's body was glowing with dazzling rays of light, and circles of rippling space ripples spread out, enveloping Chu Mo in an instant.

Feng Lao rushed to nothing, his face extremely gloomy.

He looked up at the layer of mysterious space ripples, and cursed angrily, "Damn it!"

Feng's old body trembled, his old face flushed, and immediately a thick black mist erupted from his body, turning his whole body into a huge black sphere.

His arms suddenly multiplied, his nails were extremely sharp, and they shone with a chilling light.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Lao waved his arms and smashed towards the transparent space barrier.

In an instant, the black mist billowed, gushing out crazily, and jet-black tentacles flew out of the black mist.

They seem to have spiritual intelligence, constantly attacking the space barrier.

"Boom!"

Deafening explosions sounded one after another.

Chu Mo clenched the sword in his hand, and a terrifying murderous look burst out from his pupils.

"Shhhhhh!"

Rifts of sword light surged out from his long sword, cutting straight towards Feng Lao.

Feng Lao's speed was very fast and his figure was treacherous. Whenever Chu Mo's sword was about to pierce his body, he could always avoid it at the critical moment.

You come and go, all of a sudden, the evil spirit is rampant, the sword light is raging, and the two fight fiercely.

"Puchi-"

Feng Lao seized the opportunity and bit Chu Mo's arm when Chu Mo was negligent.

Chu Mo's face turned cold, the muscles on his arm suddenly swelled, and then he punched Feng Lao in the abdomen.

"puff!"

Old Feng's body was in severe pain, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and he couldn't help spitting out black blood.

"Master, use me!"

"I can suck!"

The Primordial Holy Emperor felt that the mandrill's evil spirit was several times stronger than that of the original, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

This is enough for her to give it for free several times!