Ling Mo and He Luo separated soon after, and it was still a good choice to have a companion here, but the two of them still didn't choose to go together.

He Luo and Ling Mo don't trust each other just because of a cooperation, just like in the end, He Luo really has no strength? Ling Mo also has reservations.

Before they separated, Ling Mo and He Luo talked and talked to a lot of things, such as the map.

It seems that He Luo doesn't know much, and he also has that kind of map on his body, but He Luo can't say the source of the map, he only knows that these big forces almost have a copy in their hands. The origin of the map is mysterious, but these forces have a strange trust in it.

The place where Ganzu was located was not far from the edge of that plain, and it didn't take long for Ling Mo to leave that plain. Very suddenly, a swamp appeared in front of Ling Mo's eyes.

This swamp is not calm at all.

Above the swamp were thick dark clouds, but it did not rain, only hideous thunder and lightning fell on the swamp from time to time.

All Ling Mo had to do was to walk through this swamp and follow the instructions on the map to indicate the fastest way to the location of the Soul Returning Tree.

The swamp was not as impassable as he imagined, at least Ling Mo could find some places that could barely be used as roads, and with the help of spiritual power, it was not difficult to pass through the swamp.

There was no thunder and lightning on the periphery of the swamp, and the more he walked inside, the more Ling Mo felt depressed, which was the shock from thunder and lightning.

Ling Mo sighed secretly, he shouldn't have done anything angry recently, and he shouldn't have to worry about being struck by lightning. Uh-huh!

He hadn't gone far and a few bubbles suddenly bubbled up in the calm swamp, and a lump of sludge-like things suddenly catapulted towards Ling Mo.

Ling Mo sensed that thing in an instant, and punched the thing.

The sludge-like thing didn't have much strength, and it was knocked back into the swamp by Ling Mo with a punch, and there was no movement.

After repelling the attack, Ling Mo did not relax, it seems that this swamp is not as calm as it seems on the surface, I don't know what else is underneath!

As if confirming Ling Mo's thoughts, there was a sudden stirring in the sludge, and a huge mass was picked out of the swamp, and its huge mouth opened wide to bite Ling Mo.

This time, Ling Mo saw what was going on, it was a black fish. But this fish is so big, almost a zhang long, and its big mouth full of sharp teeth can almost hold Ling Mo in its entirety when it opens!

Ling Mo's body dodged violently to avoid the black fish's mouth, and at the same time, the long knife was pulled out and stabbed at the black fish.

The long knife encountered a lot of resistance, but it still inserted into the black fish's body, and Ling Mo pulled it hard, turning into a long wound on the black fish's body, and a stream of blood swords immediately sprayed out.

The black fish landed in the swamp and struggled in pain, it seemed that Ling Mo's knife had caused him a lot of damage, but it was still not fatal enough!

Ling Mo didn't give the black fish a chance to attack, jumped up and jumped on the black fish's body, and at the same time, the long knife in his hand stabbed straight into the back of the black fish's head, although the black fish struggled desperately, it was still stabbed into the back of the head.

Ling Mo used the long knife to stir the back of the black fish's head a few times, and then jumped away from the dying black fish and dodged it far away.

The blackfish didn't struggle for a few moments in the swamp before moving again, and then began to sink.

Just after the death of the black fish, the swamp near its body suddenly stopped being calm, and Ling Mo saw a terrifying scene.

One after another in the swamp were hiding in the sludge, swimming quickly towards the black fish and then pounced on the black fish's body, Ling Mo soon knew what it was, it was a group of smaller black fish!

It was now clear that the black fish were fighting over the carcass of the big fish, and they even started fighting with each other over it, and soon the carcass of the big fish was almost a third gone.

Looking at the swamp that was already boiling, Ling Mo's scalp was a little numb, if someone who didn't know fell into the swamp, he was afraid that he would soon not even have any bones left.

Some of the black fish also noticed Ling Mo and even swam towards him. Ling Mo hurriedly left this place of right and wrong, he was not afraid of a few black fish, and a group of them was not easy to say.

Before Ling Mo could go far, a huge black fish pounced on Ling Mo, and Ling Mo repeated his old trick to kill him, but this was not the end, more and more black fish looked at Ling Mo.

After beating a few of the blackfish that pounced on him back into the swamp again, Ling Mo knew that it was impossible for him to fight with the seemingly endless blackfish here, they would only grow more and more, and in the long run, they would only be consumed to death.

Having made up his mind, Ling Mo was no longer in a position to kill the black fish, and sped up his pace and rushed towards the interior of the swamp.

Ling Mo rushed in as soon as he started, and the swamp was completely boiling, and schools of giant black fish wanted to tear him to pieces, as well as those small fish that rushed over like waves.

Ling Mo stepped on a black fish and suddenly jumped onto the back of another fish, and the fish was trampled on by Ling Mo again as soon as it jumped out of the swamp. Then Ling Mo opened the black fish that was rushing towards him with a punch, and the steel knife that had been changed to his left hand also kept dancing, splitting small fish one after another.

Ling Mo jumped up and jumped on the backs of these black fish again, at this moment he could barely recognize the original road, the back of the black fish had already been used by him as a road.

By the time Ling Mo got out of the swamp where the black fish was, there were already mottled sludge and blood stains on his body, some of the black fish and some of his own.

Finding a small puddle that was still clean, Ling Mo washed his face, and as for the things on his body, he was in no mood to care about it anymore.

"Huh?"

Ling Mo snorted lightly, he had always seen a lot of turquoise aquatic plants. It was not strange for the aquatic plants swimming in the water, but Ling Mo felt a faint aura fluctuation on the aquatic plants, and after feeling it carefully, the water in this small puddle also carried some faint aura that was not easy to detect.

Ling Mo was naturally very interested in this phenomenon, maybe this aquatic plant was still an elixir or something!

Scooping up a few aquatic plants, a strong aura rushed to his face, perhaps because of the blocking of the water, when these aquatic plants were underwater, Ling Mo didn't realize that they actually contained such a rich aura.

Ling Mo plucked a small leaf and put it into the air, and suddenly the aura in the rich aquatic grass leaves bloomed in his mouth, not a lot but surprisingly pure, and more importantly, Ling Mo didn't feel anything bad about his body.

Ling Mo hadn't seen this plant, nor had he seen any record of it, but it was obvious that it was a good plant to replenish aura, and perhaps it was okay to call it an elixir.

There are only a dozen or so of these weeds in this small puddle, but fortunately there are many similar puddles here.

Ling Mo collected some aquatic plants and ate them immediately, and his aura consumption was not small when he went through the swamp full of black fish, these losses were impossible to completely replenish in the world where there were not a few pillars of incense in the past, and now the aura of more than thirty aquatic plants in Ling Mo's body was almost saturated.

In this water, Ling Mo found more than seventy aquatic plants, and there were still many left that were eaten when they went out, and Ling Mo loaded them on his body in case of emergency.

In this swamp, there were not many relatively clean waters like the kind that Ling Mo had encountered, and their range was very small, like a little oasis in the desert, allowing tired travelers to take a little rest. To Ling Mo's regret, he had never found that kind of aquatic plant rich in spiritual energy again, and he didn't know if it was something that was unique to that place at the beginning.

Along the way, the sky became more and more gloomy, and it was obvious that the frequency of thunder and lightning was getting higher and higher. Only thunder could be heard on the periphery, but now that the naked eye could see that a thunderbolt would fall from time to time, Ling Mo was now a little worried about what the thunder and lightning would look like if it continued like this!

The swamp was still not peaceful, and the creatures in it would not be only those black fish, Ling Mo quickly knew this!

Not far out of the relatively clean swamp, Ling Mo instinctively sensed the crisis, and rushed forward without even waiting to see anything. Almost at the same time, a huge crocodile jumped out of the water and opened its huge mouth to bite Ling Mo, but he narrowly avoided it.

Without waiting for the crocodile to land, Ling Mo instantly drew his knife and slashed at the crocodile's back.

A spark flew up, and Ling Mo clearly saw that there were several notches on this well-made long knife, and just like that, it didn't even break the crocodile's back armor.

Ling Mo clearly knew that with his current sword strength, even fine iron could be cut off by him, how hard was this crocodile's quilt!?

Surprise is surprise, the speed in Ling Mo's hand is not slow at all. The long knife was picked up by him in a small circle, and the tip of the knife stabbed upwards towards the crocodile, whose abdomen was definitely not as hard as the back armor.

With the surge of spiritual power, the long knife stabbed into the crocodile's abdomen with difficulty, and Ling Mo stirred it, leaving a not very big wound in its abdomen.

Everything was done in an electric light, from the crocodile pounced on Ling Mo to the time he dived into the swamp again.

After entering the swamp, the crocodile did not let Ling Mo go, and drove a piece of sludge to pounce on Ling Mo again.

Through the beginning of the fight, Ling Mo roughly knew the ability of this crocodile, and it was never a good idea to go head-to-head with it.

With his flexible pace, Ling Mo dodged the crocodile's huge mouth again, but this time the crocodile suddenly twisted its body and smashed towards Ling Mo, Ling Mo lightly touched the ground to dodge again, and at the same time, the knife light in his hand continued, all of which landed on the crocodile's relatively soft abdomen.

The crocodile's body slammed into the swamp, a large amount of blood gushed out from its abdomen, dyeing the swamp with some special colors, and it didn't move after just a few struggles.

Ling Mo threw away the long knife that had been broken into several knots, and it was nothing after just a few breaths.

This crocodile is actually not very powerful, but his defense is really too strong, and Ling Mo's abolished long knife is proof of this.

The destruction of the long knife was not good news for Ling Mo, but there was no way, he couldn't even find a stick here, let alone what kind of weapon he said.

Next, Ling Mo met a few crocodiles, and the weapons he didn't have in his hands were a little troublesome to deal with, but he didn't make Ling Mo embarrassed, and it took some effort to kill all the way, leaving corpses all the way.

I don't know how many crocodiles Ling Mo was covered in blood after killing them, and he looked like he had some evil spirits. But soon, he suddenly felt that he was actually very gentle!