A pale blue six-pointed star circle emerged at the sound of incantations.

He Boqiang only felt a sunny warmth filling his body, and the wounds on his body did not heal quickly because of this, but the pain caused by it was reduced a lot, and the wounds no longer bleed, and the body that was already a little prostrated now only felt that his whole body was full of strength.

In the pitch-black wilderness, the pillar of light that fell from the sky was particularly eye-catching.

The three demons will use this pillar of light as a sign, and it is estimated that it will not be long before they can return, so they still can't stay here for long.

At this moment, He Boqiang's physical strength has not only recovered to a full state, but also increased to a great extent in terms of physique.

There was an inexhaustible amount of strength all over his body, and he even felt that he could carry the demon corpse weighing hundreds of pounds directly.

After careful consideration, He Boqiang resisted the urge to peel off the demon's skin.

When the great wizard taught him the sacrificial ritual, he repeatedly warned him that when he used the True Eye, he must pay attention to the safety situation around him, and don't easily try to make a demonic pattern colonization suit, especially the difference between the strength of the demon skin body and the carrier that bears the cultivation suit is too great, or the natural attributes of the two bodies are compatible, and it is easy to explode and die.

Without preparation, attempting to disguise the Demon Pattern is tantamount to death.

He Boqiang felt that he had not yet reached that point, so he identified the direction a little, determined the direction and went into the wild grass again.

……

Ran out of the barren meadow, ran over two mountain beams, crossed a river stream, ran until the sky was bright in one breath, and found that the three evil ghosts did not catch up from behind, so they stopped halfway up the mountainside, He Boqiang did not forget to pour a pot of water when passing through the valley and river, and drank half a pot in one go.

Although his body has the magical state of 'Divine Blessed Body', his body is still extremely tired after a night of running.

There was a woodpecker on the top of the tree knocking on the trunk of the tree, He Boqiang raised his head and looked at the fir tree dozens of meters high, the crown of the tree was like a big umbrella stretched out, even if he could hear the sound, he couldn't see where the woodpecker was hiding.

He Boqiang stood under the tree, looked at the fir for a while, and after planning the path to climb, he tried to climb with his bare hands.

The fir tree was very thick, and where the main trunk was close to the ground, it took four or five people to hold hands to surround it, and the bark was covered with mottled cracks, and he climbed in the cracks of these barks with his hands, and his whole body was like a gecko, and his feet were rhythmically pressed below, and he climbed little by little towards the top of the tree.

Although he has no experience in climbing trees, He Boqiang's hands are very strong and he does not feel very difficult.

After passing several horizontal branches in a row, He Boqiang hung his body on the branch, took a breath, wiped the sweat on his face, and climbed to the top of the tree with all his might.

A black-feathered, red-winged woodpecker fluttered out of the depths of the canopy and landed on the big tree next door.

He Boqiang found a sturdy branch at the top of the tree, pulled out a Roman sword from his waist and cut some soft branches in the treetops, built a bird's nest-like bed between the branches, first lay on it to test the strength, and found that it was quite strong, but it was not comfortable to lie on the branches, so he spread a lot of thin branches on it, and it took a long time to build the bed on the top of the tree.

He took out a pack of marching rations from his bag, and there was no way to make a fire to cook porridge, so he poured the marching rations directly into his mouth, which was not unpalatable, but he needed to drink water and swallow it, and after the finely chopped wheat grains were fried, he added some salt, meat meal, butter, and other things.

After eating some dry food, his stomach was no longer hot, He Boqiang lay on the wooden bed in the treetops, and he untied his belt to act as a safety rope, so as not to accidentally turn over and fall from such a high canopy after falling asleep.

Hidden at the top of the tree and looking around, the view here is very open, this fir is located halfway up a hill, although you can see the valley here, but you can't see anything on the other side of the hill.

The valley floor is covered with dense forests, and a mountain stream flows into a valley from east to west at the lowest place, and He Boqiang filled a pot of water by the stream.

There was no trace of the evil ghost, and He Boqiang was a little relieved.

With the magical effect of the 'Divine Blessed Body', even if there are some injuries on the body, you can't feel pain.

He Boqiang checked the wound on his arm, and when he just climbed the tree, the wound was torn open again, and a lot of blood flowed out.

There was no pain, so I didn't care too much, and now I saw that the black blood hole was oozing blood again, and I was worried that I would lose too much blood and die unknowingly if I continued like this, so I hurriedly tore off a strip of cloth from my underwear and wrapped the wound well.

Then he dragged his tired body, lay on this makeshift wooden bed, and fell asleep unconsciously.

……

A drop of water fell on He Boqiang's face.

Then, another drop of water.

The rain that kept falling woke He Boqiang from his sleep.

When he opened his eyes, he saw green leaves, raindrops falling downward in the gray sky, and he struggled to sit up, but he was strangled by the safety rope around his waist and nearly fell off the wooden bed.

'I'll his uncle'

was in a high place, and suddenly woke up in a deep sleep, and when he woke up, he almost fell from a high place, He Boqiang was shocked into a cold sweat.

He cautiously peered down through the gap in the dense foliage, and felt more and more that sleeping on the top of the tree was too dangerous.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the dense leaves on the canopy could not cover much rain, He Boqiang directly held the backpack behind him above his head, squatting on the tree like a stupid bird, avoiding this sudden rain.

The trunk is wet and slippery, and there is definitely no way to climb down the tree.

Looking at the gray sea of trees in the rain and fog in front of him, He Boqiang was completely lost in the mountains and forests, and he didn't know where to go to find the river valley, and at this time, he couldn't even find the indigenous village.

Since regret is useless, He Boqiang thought that if he could get out alive in this mountain forest.

The Bakariel swordsman once said to He Boqiang that there are some high-level demonic beasts that are more terrifying than evil spirits in the depths of Gandaear Mountain, and if you have a choice, you must not set foot in that area easily.

He Boqiang felt that he might have walked into the mountains of Gandaer.

The rain gradually decreased, and He Boqiang, who was drenched like a chicken in soup, slipped down from the tree.

The woodlands are also filled with stagnant water, and the rainwater on the ground collects into streams that cascade down the hillsides.

Soaked all over his body, He Boqiang planned to build a fire in the forest and dry the wet clothes on his body to avoid getting sick......