"Chirp!"

Sensing the danger coming, the leader of the night demon bats let out a chirp, and immediately dozens of first-order night demon bats fluttered their wings, and their bodies flashed in front of it, while the leader of the night demon bats quickly retreated and let out a series of strange screams again.

"Boom, boom!"

I saw that those night demon bats directly swelled and exploded one after another, finally turning away a lot of the power of the sword, and only a wisp of it shot towards the leader of the retreating night demon bats.

"Whew!"

The wisp of sword stabbed directly into his lower abdomen, and a trace of blood spilled out.

"Whew!"

The leader of the Daredevil Bat let out a terrible cry and flew off into the distance without looking back.

The remaining night demon bats, seeing their leader fleeing, did not dare to pause any longer, and chased after them with fluttering wings.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the night demon bat wanted to escape, how could it be so easy? Wang Mo immediately snorted coldly, and the Qinglin Sword flew back in an instant, jumping up.

A pat of the waist storage bag, a black and a gold two flashes of brilliance.

The golden brilliance was like a streamer, and with a roar, it stabbed the leader of the Night Demon Bat.

The black brilliance spread out all over the sky, and there were dozens of zhang in a circle at once.

"Quack!"

The leader of the night demon bats screamed, and the golden light pierced through it, and it fell straight to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

Wang Mo didn't care about it, but pinched it with one hand, and swept left and right with the black tent, catching almost a night demon bat, and only dozens of them ran out.

Grasping the black curtain in his hand, the hundred and ten night demon bats inside were frantically biting, emitting a series of sharp names, but they couldn't even make the final self-detonation.

"Snort!"

Suddenly, a pungent smell came from the black curtain, and those night demon bats suddenly screamed as if they were being burned by fire.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, the golden light flashed on Wang Mo's hand, filling the entire black curtain, and he trembled when he saw the shady curtain.

"Mo boy, you...... You don't keep your word!"

The strange thing is that there was a hoarse and ugly voice from the black curtain, which was actually questioning Wang Mo.

"These are for the recovery of Qingpi, you just wait for next time!" After a faint glance at the black scene, Wang Mo took the Qinglin Sword under his feet and fell downward.

There was a surge in the darkness, but no sound was heard.

After a few dodges, Wang Mo came to the ground, and there was a mess in his eyes.

The bluecorn seemed to have regained a lot of strength at this time, and was gnawing hard at the corpse of the leader of the night demon bats, looking quite excited.

And the scars on his body, after devouring dozens of Night Demon Bat Demon Cores, have improved significantly.

Seeing this, Wang Mo did not stop it, but shook the black curtain in his hand, recalled the golden cone with a finger, turned into golden light, and pierced into the black curtain.

"Quack, croack, croack!"

There was a scream of the night demon bats in the dark curtain, and in the golden light piercing, there was no more movement after a while.

Wang Mo recalled the golden cone with one hand and put it in the storage bag, and grabbed the black curtain with his right hand to shake it, and saw that the black curtain suddenly cracked open, and the corpses of the one hundred and ten night demon bats in it were shaken out.

After shaking out the night demon bat, the black curtain in Wang Mo's hand gradually shrank, and finally turned into a net pocket the size of a palm, in which a dark red gem the size of a bean grain looked weird and dazzling, it was the demon spirit pocket.

Casually taking the demon spirit into his arms, Wang Mo began to collect the demon cores of the night demon bats, these are the bluehorns' recovery, and he will not let them go.

When he saw the corpse of the leader of the night demon bats that had been torn open by the bluehorn and the demon core had been dug up, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

......

Half a month later, Wang Mo was dressed in a black leather coat, running in the mountains and forests, with long black hair and slightly black skin, indescribably vigorous.

It was also followed by a foot-long cyan beast with fur like a house dog, and the strange thing was that at the speed at which Wang Mo was running with all his might, the puppy's four short legs were able to keep up, and there was a bulging bag on his forehead, which was extremely conspicuous.

"Phew, it looks like you're out of the other party's tracking!"

Wang Mo exhaled, glanced around, and muttered to himself.

The green-skinned puppy stopped aside, scratching the ground with its four paws from time to time, whimpering in its mouth, and using its mouth to hang Wang Mo's trouser legs.

Feeling the movement from his legs, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "Go!"

Hearing this, the little dog seemed to understand, his eyes let go for a while, and when he spread his four paws, he turned into a cloud of green smoke and flew into the jungle beside him.

Wang Mo patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a disc-sized array plate, looked around, selected a relatively empty place, put the array plate away, and then put a few yuan stones.

As a result, Wang Mo fell into deep thought.

"Whoa!"

But before he could calm down, a collision sound shook him, and when he looked up, he saw a scene that stunned him.

I saw a blue puppy, with its upper and lower jaws open to the maximum, biting a tail-like thing in its mouth, and dragged it here without any difficulty, and the place it passed was a mess.

Looking at the back, it is a brown-skinned pig that is seven or eight meters long and weighs thousands of pounds.

I really don't know how it dragged this behemoth with such a thin body.

When the cyan puppy dragged it in front of Wang Mo, he opened his mouth, ran to Wang Mo, and began to circle around him, whining incessantly.

Wang Mo glanced at it, then looked at the array plate on the ground, and finally swept towards the huge brown-skinned pig, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

Leaned over and grabbed the top melon skin of the green-skinned puppy, pulled it in front of him, stretched out his right hand and flicked a few brains on his forehead, and couldn't help crying and laughing: "Qingpi, can you eat this thing?"

The green-skinned puppy in his hand, that is, the green-skinned puppy flashed with big watery eyes, looked at him a little innocently, and hugged his belly with four paws from time to time, looking like I was very hungry.

Looking at its appearance, Wang Mo couldn't help but be stunned, as if he remembered something, his eyes were sometimes moist, and sometimes flashed.

Qingpi seemed to feel his emotions, and he couldn't help but feel a spirit all over his body, his ears fluttered and swayed, and his four claws swayed again and again.

"Hehe, it's okay, let's start eating!" Feeling the movement in his hand, Wang Mo's heart warmed, smiled slightly, and put the green skin on the ground.

Walked over to the array plate, took a few from the storage bag again, put them away, and went to clean up the brown pig.

After a short time, Wang Mo peeled and washed the green-skinned pig, and sent out a true yuan in his hand, stimulating the array disk, and saw a pillar of fire emerging from the sky above the four array disks.

Stretching out his right palm, he spewed out a True Yuan turned into a True Yuan giant palm, and grabbed the clean-treated brown-skinned pig, Wang Mo shouted softly: "Get up!"

I saw that the green gold giant palm grabbed the brown-skinned pig and moved towards the pillar of fire, while Wang Mo slapped the storage bag on his waist, sacrificed the Qinglin sword, stabbed at the brown-skinned pig, and drew deep ravines on its body.

After doing this, Wang Mo took out seven or eight more vials, and sprinkled all the powder in them evenly on the green pig.

Qingpi watched Wang Mo fiddling with the brown-skinned pig with his eyes shining on the side, or looking at the roasted green-skinned pig, there was no Wang Mo's presence in his eyes at all, his nose kept moving, and the corners of his mouth flowed out of a hara that was almost to the ground.

"Snort!"

As the brown pig rolls over and over, the oil droplets splash down into the flames, making bursts of noise from time to time, while the air emits an enticing aroma.

Seeing the appearance of the green skin with a wave of his hand, Wang Mo felt a burst of amusement in his heart, and shook his head helplessly.

After about a few cups of tea, Wang Mo felt that it was almost over, so he grabbed the roasted brown-skinned pig, put it on the ground, and put away the array plate on the ground casually.

As soon as Qingpi saw the roast pig fall to the ground, he pounced on it with bright eyes, and did not care about the heat emitted on it, and tore it fiercely.

Looking at it as if it was a starving ghost reincarnated, Wang Mo shook his head slightly, waved out a true yuan in his hand, tore off a piece of pork from it, took out a jar of wine from the storage bag, and ate it alone.

And the green skin that was burying his head in gnawing pork, after Wang Mo took out the wine jar, his figure couldn't help but be stunned, and then he appeared in front of Wang Mo, staring at the wine jar in his hand.

"Here you go!" Wang Mo couldn't do it, so he had to shake the wine jar that he hadn't drunk a few sips of, and then stopped next to the roast pig steadily.

Seeing this, Qingpi dodged and appeared next to the roast pig again.

"Woo!"

A few quarters of an hour later, the roast pig was almost still gnawing on the green skin of the white bones, his ears fluttered, and he looked back at Wang Mo and let out a whimper, so he didn't care about anything else, and continued to bite it.

Sensing its movement, Wang Mo frowned, and his divine sense suddenly opened up, and he noticed that a team of eight monks was galloping towards here a mile away.

The middle-aged man at the head, as if he noticed something, suddenly stopped, looked up and looked around, and shouted in a deep voice: "I don't know which Taoist friend, please come out and see it!"

When the rest of the people heard this, they all looked at him with doubts on their faces, but out of trust in him, they did not say anything suspicious.

When the middle-aged man saw that no one answered, he poked out his divine sense, probed around, and took it back after a short time.

"Dad, is someone following us?" asked a beautiful woman in blue with a face of about two years and bright eyes and teeth.

"Stalking?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man chewed a few times in his mouth, and the strange color in his eyes flashed, but he did not answer the woman's words, but turned to the people behind him: "Fellow Daoists, be careful, this place is already the range of second-order demon beasts!"

It's just that the meaning of his words, whether it is to prevent people or monsters, I'm afraid only he knows.

Everyone nodded slightly when they heard this, and their expressions were more cautious.

When the woman saw that her father would not say more, she did not ask any more questions, but walked into the crowd with her mouth pursed.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he immediately spread his body and continued to walk, while the monks behind him hurriedly followed.

This group of monks are all building foundations and cultivating, and they are only about a kilometer away from the place where Wang Mo is located, if it weren't for the trees, I'm afraid they would have seen each other.

When the middle-aged monk led them to reappear, they saw Wang Mo drinking wine and eating meat, and beside him was a large and astonishing skeleton, on which there was no trace of flesh color, and it looked extremely bright in the sunlight.