Chu Mo's heart felt extremely shocked, and the desolate horn sound seemed to be mixed with bursts of fighting sounds!

Judging by the distance, it should not be far away. But why...... But I can only hear a rough idea?

Could it be ...... Has my hearing deteriorated to this extent?

Chu Mo had an expression of disbelief on his face, he couldn't remember how many years had passed since this feeling.

At this time, Chu Mo made an attempt, he recited the mantra, wanting to enter the Illusory God Realm!

In the past, he was seriously injured, and when he only had his spirit left, he directly entered the Illusory God Realm. Now, he wants to give it a try.

As a result, nothing happened at all!

The Illusory God Realm, which could enter even if there was only a trace of spiritual power left, was completely closed to him at this moment.

Chu Mo's face showed a blank look, this was the first time he had encountered this situation.

At this time, the sound of the fight was a little closer, as if it was a few miles away from him.

Chu Mo's spirit was shocked, no matter what, first avoid the danger in front of him. Since there is someone fighting here, it means that he should still be above the spirit world!

When the time comes, it's good to find someone to ask for clarification.

Chu Mo thought in his heart, and then glanced at the surrounding environment.

The river is not too wide, about twenty or thirty zhang. On the opposite bank was the rolling mountains, this mountain range was very high, although it was very close, Chu Mo still couldn't see the plants on the mountain clearly. It all seemed to be black.

Overhead, the sky was gray, and no light was shining through. But the world is not dark.

The place where Chu Mo was located was a small sandy beach, about the size of dozens of zhang in radius. Beyond the beach, there are patches of bushes, in the distance. It seems to be an endless plain.

The river was as black as ink, exuding a gloomy and cold aura, and Chu Mo noticed that there was nothing floating on it in the river. In order to verify the guess in his heart, Chu Mo dragged the corpse of an unknown creature to the river. Pushed in.

His current strength is already inferior to that of ordinary people of the same age, so he can only use this method.

The corpse of this unknown creature was directly swallowed up by the river, and then sank into it, never to float up again.

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows, broke a branch on the bank, and threw it into the river. The branches of the tree also sank directly, and even the waves could not splash.

This river is really weird!

Chu Mo really wanted to contact the Firmament Divine Jian to take a look at the river. It's a pity that he can't mobilize any mental power now. I can only drag a pile of unknown corpses into the river.

After doing all this, Chu Mo was sweating profusely, and he sat there constantly gasping.

The fighting was getting closer, and it seemed like he was only a mile or two away. Chu Mo struggled, stood up, and then began to burrow into the bushes.

At this time, Chu Mo also saw those creatures fighting in the distance. One of them, riding a huge war horse. Half of his body was exposed in the grass. On the other hand, there is no figure to be seen. But it should be clear from the actions of the knights that the other side is hiding in the grass.

The side with the war horse did not seem to have much advantage, and people kept falling down from the war horse and then let out a terrible scream.

Chu Mo was hiding there. Looking nervously, he found that those people were just like him, their whole bodies were as black as ink.

From the fight between the two sides, Chu Mo could tell that the people who had done it twice seemed to be ordinary people. This feeling. It's as if you're back in the mundane mortal world of the human world.

Chu Mo frowned and watched quietly.

At this time, suddenly, a person in the grass rushed towards Chu Mo in a daze. At this time, if you want to dodge, it is already too late, and you can only watch the grass continue to shake, forming a straight line, and coming straight to you.

Chu Mo's expression suddenly tightened, his eyes narrowed, and his hand was tightly held to kill the sky, although he could barely lift his strength, he still had absolute certainty that he could cut down the future person with one sword.

At this time, the person who rushed over from the other party also seemed to sense the danger here, and the body of the rushing body paused slightly. Then the two saw each other through the gap in the grass.

This is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, covered in rags, tattered clothes, with several wounds on his body, and bright red blood stains the tattered clothes, constantly flowing outward.

The exposed part of his body is also the same as Chu Mo, as black as ink!

The young man's eyes were very bright, and the moment he saw Chu Mo, his expression obviously became a little nervous. But then, he put a finger to his lips and motioned for Chu Mo not to make a sound.

The two looked at each other, gradually calming down.

Chu Mo didn't see the killing intent in the young man's eyes, and the young man also felt that the other party was gradually relaxing. He grinned suddenly, and slowly crouched down. At the same time, he also motioned for Chu Mo to squat down with him.

At this moment, there were several huge war horses, wading through the grass, walking this way.

At the same time, there were several swearing voices: "Untouchables, a bunch of untouchables, damn it...... If it weren't for this kind of damn place, I'd cut it one by one...... You can easily cut them all down!"

"Don't be angry, my lord, those untouchables have already been broken up by us......," another voice sounded, with a hint of flattery.

Syllable!

At this time, there was a crisp slap sound.

"...... What kind of untouchables? It's as if you didn't come out of that group!"

The flattering voice was full of grievances: "My lord...... Aren't you too?"

Syllable!

"Dare to talk back?"

Then, there was another burst of scolding, he took a few steps to this side, and suddenly said: "Forget it, the closer you are to the Netherworld, the less solid Lao Tzu's heart is, so it's better to stay away from here!"

"Your Excellency!" the flattering voice sounded again, and I couldn't imagine that he had just been slapped twice by this man.

"What are you going to do one day but to be a sycophant?" the man rode away and cursed.

At this time, Chu Mo slowly stood up and looked at the back of that person.

The man was on a horse, extremely tall, and his arms were extremely long, otherwise, it would be very difficult to slap someone on a horse. It was precisely because of this that Chu Mo couldn't help but stand up and look at it.

The young man squatting over there was frightened by Chu Mo's actions, and desperately motioned for Chu Mo to squat down.

Chu Mo squinted his eyes and slowly squatted down again.

At this time, the tall man on horseback seemed to have a sense and glanced back.

But as far as he could see, he saw nothing but the grass more than one person high, and he couldn't help but curse again: "This nasty river! Every time I come here, I feel the same restlessness!"

Later, the two knights joined the other knights, searching the prairie for the presence of others.

The battle continued in the distance, with the cavalry dominating, but there were also no fewer casualties. The chief's angry voice kept coming, but no one came to the river.

It was only at this time that the young man stood up cautiously, and then beckoned to Chu Mo. (To be continued.) )