C381 Theory of exogenous demon (1) (2/2)

Chu Mo came to the side of the stream and looked at his reflection in the water. Looking at his own gigantic body, he sighed: ”Ah, Xiao Dao is right, I should not have cultivated this Demonic Qi, but, if not for the Blood Demonic Change, I'm afraid I would have died today at the hands of Dong Fang Rui Feng.”

Chu Mo was a little conflicted. He hated him for his current look, but was also a little glad that he had cultivated the Blood Demonic Change Art.

He twisted his neck and slowly removed the giant's state. His realm started to drop and his body was like a balloon that was leaking air, gradually returning to normal.

”Pfft!”

A large mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Chu Mo's already heavily injured body was now being counterattacked by the Demonic Qi. His face became even more pale, his legs went soft, and he uncontrollably knelt down beside the stream.

”His injuries are really severe. The twenty-eighth ranking of Fantasy Star Ranking is indeed no small matter!”

Looking at his own body, Chu Mo could not help but smile bitterly, and seeing that his injuries were really too severe, he was afraid that it would take at least three to five days to recover.

Chu Mo took out a bottle of pills from the dimensional ring and threw a few into his mouth. He sat cross-legged and quickly entered into a state of cultivation.

He needed to quickly recover because the danger was very likely about to arrive!

After half an incense stick of time, the medicinal power within his body had yet to completely dissolve, but Chu Mo still opened his eyes — There were footsteps from behind, approaching from the forest.

Chu Mo looked at the stream in front of him and said, ”You're still here!”

”Yes, I must come!”

Dugu Batian's voice came from behind him. A stick was stabbed into the stream in front of Chu Mo, the surface of the stick had been washed away by the stream and was stained red downstream.

Looking at this domineering long rod, Chu Mo asked: ”You killed it? Or was it released? ”

”I did!”

Dugu Batian sighed and shook his head. He walked to Chu Mo's side, faced the creek and sat down, saying: ”He's my senior after all. Even if he wanted to kill me, I couldn't do so. However, after this battle, he should never return to the Sun Cliff again, and it is also possible that he will never appear in my life again. ”

Dugu Batian was right. After that, Zhou Lixuan had indeed never returned to the Sun Cliff again.

However, what he did not know was that in the near future, Zhou Lixuan would once again appear in Dugu Batian's life, causing him and the Four Sacred Grounds' heirs countless of troubles.