The sky was clear and blue, like a piece of freshly dyed paper, without even a trace of floating catkins, as if it had been filtered out all the colors, shining magnificently.

The golden sunshine shines, the fresh wind blows, and the leaves in the dense forest rub against each other, rustling.

In the narrow valley, something rumbled underground. A series of explosions came.

"Swoosh!" A black shadow flew out of the well.

Su Mo was in a very embarrassing state. At this moment, his body was covered with scars. There were black marks of bombing from the Demon Yang bomb, holes passed by cold arrows, and more were large burning.

It was not caused by explosives, but an acid river that poured backwards like a waterfall.

Just now, Su Mo used all his strength to sweep, and the acid behind him was chasing him relentlessly.

There are even holes in every corner of the channel, and acid is continuously pouring out in the holes.

Some of the originally hidden mechanisms are now in an active state. Su Mo flew through the channel at high speed and had no time to care about these things.

Therefore, the injury was quite serious. The most serious one was that it was bombed by three demon sun bombs at the same time, and half of his life was almost gone.

He decisively drank the gold-soluble potion, and then he supported it and rushed out of the underground ruins.

Su Mo's injuries were still recovering. At this moment, he was in a serious state of injury, but he was out of danger of life. A large number of burning marks on the surface of his skin were dissipating, and new skin grew.

Boom! Another explosion came from the ground.

His face changed, his body ejected like an arrow, and his broken windbreaker rustled.

With a thud, the straight passage that Su Mo had just rushed out suddenly exploded. A stream of green acid spewed out and soared to a height of more than ten meters.

The acid liquid like a marble column spread into the valley in an umbrella shape. Hiss... A burning sound suddenly came from the ground, and the remaining plant rhizomes were instantly corroded.

Another series of explosions came, and the ground of the entire valley sank, collapsed and cracked.

The rich acid liquid flowed out, splashing through the cracks, completely swallowing the entire ground.

Su Mo looked at the spectacular scene behind him, coughed a few times, and was about to step away.

In the dense forest in the distance, the howling of wolves came.

Hundreds of dense natives emerged from it, carrying more than a dozen giant wolves.

They held spears in their hands, their muscles tense, and kept screaming, with a hideous expression on their faces.

At the front is an old man with bright decorations made of feathers on his head, a blanket of animal skin, and a dense layer of skin.

Su Mo's eyes narrowed, and he felt a sense of threat from the old man. This is the feeling that only the three-wing level is qualified to bring him.

At this time, he was seriously injured, some of his abilities could not be exerted, and his strength was difficult to explode.

It is probably at most comparable to this indigenous old man...

Su Mo's vision went past the old man, and there were five or six strong young men behind him.

Each one is at least a suppression level!

"Taguta!" The old man screamed strangely and waved his cane. This should be an attack signal.

A sensation, a solemn aura spreads.

All the natives surrounded him, aiming the spear in their hands at Su Mo, and the spear tip was shining.

It seems that a fight is inevitable...

Su Mo coughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and the smile on his face was still ferocious.

Half an hour later, in the middle of the forest.

A man covered in blood was trembling and kneeling on the ground. The ground was in a mess, and broken limbs flew everywhere. His head and intestines were everywhere, and blood covered the ground.

Su Mo pulled back his right hand, and a sticky piece on it was a mixture of brain matter and blood.

There was a deep pit on the ground, and the old man with a fierce temperament just now fell inside. His body was irregularly twisted, and his whole head was flattened into a flat surface.

Su Mo got up with difficulty, controlled his right hand, whose muscles were almost completely destroyed, and reached into the inner bag of the windbreaker, where there was a bottle of gold-soluble potion.

With a click, something fell to the ground. Su Mo lowered his head with difficulty, and his cervical spine was severely damaged and almost broke.

It turned out to be a bottle of blood taken out of the ruins, the strange thing that could cause the heart to beat. At this moment, the amber bottle plug was slightly moved, and black blood flowed out.

Su Mo couldn't care about these things anymore, and this blood was originally included. The main goal of exploring the ruins this time was to miracle metal.

At this time, his injuries were serious. If he didn't drink the gold-soluble potion, he would probably have to fall here.

After trembling for a while, he finally took out a bottle of potion, opened it quickly, and sucked it slightly.

He couldn't even lift his head. The injury to the cervical spine made Su Mo very difficult every move, which almost hurt his nerves.

"Gulu, Gulu..."

As the Adam's apple squirmed, the potion was drunk. The rumbling sound seemed to be mixed with something else, but Su Mo did not notice it.

"Ha..." He let out a breath of white breath.

A hot feeling spread rapidly from the stomach sack. It seemed as if there was a small sun inside the body, releasing heat outward.

He only felt an invisible layer of liquid secreted from the body, passing through the internal organs and blood vessels, spreading to the surface of muscles and skin.

A numb feeling spreads all over the body.

Just as Su Mo was healing his injuries, a ball of blood crawled out of the bottle, like an elastic glue, slowly moving on the ground.

The blood around him was instantly attracted, gathering like small snakes. The black blood balls came without rejecting them and all swallowed them up.

When all the blood was absorbed, it stared at the living thing in front of it. It slowly climbed up its trouser legs along its boots, looking for a wound.

Then squeeze hard and get in!

Su Mo, who was gasping, opened his eyes wide open. He roared wildly and was about to burst out with all his strength.

But a fatal threat made him stop. Su Mo realized that if he really released all his strength, he might die violently.

The hands were violently hot, like two red soldering irons. The metal blood vessels in the body were also hot, and the red blood was heated by the blood vessels.

Su Mo suddenly thought of a solution.

He was trapped in a pure white space and once thought of a small trick to cut silk threads. Some of his blood vessels are made of black steel, so can the cutting silk threads enter the blood vessels?

If you can operate it proficiently, can you let the cutting wire spread to the blood vessels throughout the body, and then manipulate the cutting wire in the body to manipulate the body in disguise to achieve an ultra-fast reaction speed.

After all, the speed of cutting silk threads is much faster than Su Mo himself. In close combat, silk threads are always faster than the body's reaction.

It is like the body, manipulated by consciousness.

The silk threads in the palms pour in, rather than outward. The silk threads spread rapidly along the blood vessels in the body, and finally occupy the entire upper body.

Under Su Mo's skin, black lines flowed through, as if a tattoo was looming.

The cutting wire continued to spread downward, filling every blood vessel in the lower body, pressing step by step.

Su Mo almost bit his iron teeth into pieces, which was so painful. There were also some blood vessels on his arms made of black steel, so he couldn't feel anything, and other parts were different.

The pain penetrated into the bone marrow, and the sweat dripped from the forehead. The expression on Su Mo's face was twisted into a ball, and his eyebrows were almost twisted into twists.

His body trembled slightly and fell down again.

The two forces clashed in their legs, and the blood turned into something like a tentacle, colliding with the cutting thread. The pressure generated by the two fights squeezed the blood vessels and the muscles on the legs kept shaking.

At this time, the gold-soluble potion played a role, and granulation surged at the wound, and it was recovering at high speed.

However, the price of rapid cure is that the effect of the gold-soluble agent evaporates quickly. It may be completely consumed for a very short period of time.

Su Mo roared angrily and decided to forcefully destroy the damage caused by cutting wires.

A layer of black fluctuates rapidly from the waist like a charged ring.

With a thunderous sound, a ball of red and black glue squeezed out of the wound, trying to escape.

Crazy, countless black silk threads rush out from the muscles and blood vessels, dancing wildly in the air.

Before the gel was placed on the ground, it was penetrated by silk threads, curled and then pulled into the blood vessels.

Five minutes later, Su Mo opened his eyes.

He could feel the muscle fibers in his body slowly squirming, becoming more and more solid, and the muscles bulged like casting of steel.

Move your body slightly, and a crisp sound is made at the joints. Then, all the joints begin to make crisp sounds like fried beans.

The blood was captured by the cutting wire, cut in the heart countless times, and then merged into the whole body.

I took a deep breath and a yellow fallen leaf slowly floated down in the distance. Insects were slowly crawling in the grass, and the ground trembled gently.

"The wind is blowing..."

Su Mo said something inexplicably.

A dozen seconds later, a storm blew.

The entire forest is surging, with green branches and leaves shaking left and right, and rubbing rustling.

After swallowing the blood, his perception increased a lot. Similarly, dynamic vision and reaction nerves were strengthened.

"Buzz..." Fierce resonance spread from the ground.

Within a hundred meters, a afterimage passed by at high speed, causing violent and violent wind pressure.
To be continued...