When Chen Mo woke up, it was already night.

Chen Mo knew that it must not be dark outside, he hadn't slept for long, and his vigilant mind had made him unable to sleep peacefully at all, the reason why it was dark was nothing more than the lush branches and leaves blocking the sunlight outside.

It's very strange in this forest, there is only a short time of light for two or three hours, and most of the rest of the time makes the creatures in this forest fall into darkness, when Chen Mo enters this forest, he is already a creature in this forest, so he naturally has to get used to the special here.

Looking at the corpse of the leopard under him, Chen Mo knew that he was still too cautious.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was enough to attract those powerful demonic beasts, and in the process of falling asleep, they were not dead, and they had to say that their luck was really good.

But luck tends to come and go quickly, and relying too much on luck will make you die faster.

The injured part of his body had gradually healed during his sleep, and even the wound on his shoulder, which was deep enough to reach the bone, was no longer bleeding at this time, and the red membrane let Chen Mo know that the place had been scarred.

Chen Mo was not surprised by this, the strongest thing about the demons was their body, their ability to resist blows was excellent, and their healing ability was also not inferior to their excellent ability to resist blows.

The body of the demon clan is far from being comparable to that of cultivators and demon clans, because what they cultivate is the body.

Taking off the clothes on his body, Chen Mo **** his body, the clothes on his body have become strips of cloth, naturally he can't wear them, and they are also stained with blood, both his and his enemies, these bloods will attract a lot of powerful monsters.

In this forest, it's really not a big deal not to wear clothes, anyway, no one will peek, walking to the stream, Chen Mo jumped in, and the clear stream swept across his body, cleaning the blood stains on his body before Chen Mo came out of it.

Took out a set of clothes from the magic ring, he didn't have many clothes, this was the last set, although Chen Mo was not worried about being seen naked in the forest, he still habitually put on clothes.

There was no blood on his body, but there was still a strong smell of blood in the air, Chen Mo naturally couldn't continue to stay in this place, although his physical strength had not fully recovered, but he had already recovered, and the general battle and rush were enough to deal with.

Chen Mo had long been lost in this forest, so no matter which direction he went, he was in this forest.

After a casual glance, Chen Mo walked towards the side of the stream, what he had to do was not to determine the direction, but to find a direction for himself.

Just like his confused life, the important thing is not how to go, but to choose his own path and persevere, he knows that if he persists, he will always see the light of day.

Chen Mo didn't know that the path he chose, the dawn was far, far away from him, and what he saw would not be the dawn, but the coming night.

I don't know, nature will not change, the Abyssal Beast Soul Devouring Knife is in his hand, not to prevent accidents, but to remove those dangerous plants that he passes by along the way, so that Tai Cai will not be attacked by those plants.

The Abyssal Beast Soul Devouring Knife is not easy to use, at least it feels very bad to chop up plants, if it is an axe, Chen Mo will definitely like it very much.

It was slow to walk like this, and when he felt tired, he didn't go far.

Chen Mo quickly gave up this laborious way of traveling, and there was still a faint smell of blood in the air, which proved that he would encounter demonic beasts at any time, so he needed to leave that dangerous place quickly.

Carefully avoiding those dangerous plants, Chen Mo stopped when he was sure that there was no more pungent smell of blood in the air. Scholarly

He was still surrounded by trees, which made him desperate, but it wasn't enough to discourage him, just like when he was on a gravel beach, his eyes were full of gravel, and if he was really discouraged by a single environment, he would have been discouraged a long time ago.

I found a stone and sat down, in the forest, stones are not a rare thing, here is covered with soft soil, maybe because there are too many branches and leaves on the ground, walking on it is soft.

The stone was leaning against a big tree, so Chen Mo was naturally on top of that big tree, which would be more comfortable.

Chen Mo relaxed his body, so that his physical strength could recover as soon as possible.

Chen Mo has a lot of experience in the wilderness, and he knows that in the wilderness, physical strength is the most important thing, and maintaining a physical strength that can fight at any time is much more important than blindly advancing.

The reason why he chose this place to regain his strength was because there was a puddle of water not far away, and he was ready to rest and use the water there to cook something to eat.

Chen Mo didn't notice at all that the place where he was resting, except for the occasional sound of the wind, there was no sound, the birdsong that could be heard everywhere in the forest seemed to be extinct here, and the pond he had been paying attention to did not have any footprints next to it.

This was unreasonable, but Chen Mo didn't notice it.

Maybe it's because he's too tired, people are in a state of fatigue, their attention is easily diverted, and things that should have been paid attention to in the past are easy to ignore at this time.

Chen Mo's physical strength recovered quickly, especially when he was running his magic cultivation, when Chen Mo opened his eyes, a rare smile appeared on his face.

The magic pattern on his body has fully matured, which means that it won't be long before he advances.

The path of the demon race's promotion is far more dangerous than that of the cultivator's promotion, and the cultivator's failure to advance is the most serious regression of strength, but the demon race's advancement is easy to die.

So when Chen Mo realized that he was not ready, the smile on his face disappeared.

Chen Mo thought of Gu Tan, so he immediately entered his sea of knowledge.

It was still fluttering in the sky, and Chen Mo couldn't name the flowers, but Chen Mo had long been used to it, so he walked straight through the flowers and walked in the direction of Gu Tan.

Gu Yan sat on top of the boulder, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Gu Yan, I'm going to advance, what should I prepare?"

Chen Mo asked.

"Am I a demon? Guess I know? ”

Gu Yan's unhappy expression made Chen Mo quite suspicious that Gu Yan was blown up in some unknown corner.

However, Chen Mo naturally didn't dare to say his thoughts, he lowered his head and thought for a while, Chen Mo continued: "How about a four-grade magic shell?" ”

"Get out!" Gu Yan unceremoniously gave the order to evict the guest.