I Have a City in a Different World

The middle-aged cultivator hiding in the tree is still immersed in the state of cultivation at this moment, and the incomparably rich energy of heaven and earth makes him feel extremely pleasantly surprised.

This kind of exhilarating cultivation experience has never been experienced in the past, and the middle-aged monk is completely intoxicated.

Almost every second, the strength is improving, it is like a dream.

He knew very well in his heart that if he continued to cultivate in such an environment, it would not take long before his strength could crush his fellow apprentices.

There is also great hope in competing for the position of headmaster.

After realizing this, the middle-aged cultivator couldn't help but secretly regret it. He really shouldn't have been so impulsive before and called his fellow apprentice brothers for help.

In this case, this treasure land cannot be enjoyed by itself, and it makes people feel distressed to think about it.

Cultivators are not inherently selfish, but because cultivation resources are too scarce, if they are given to others, they may not get it.

In the face of the temptation of longevity and the desire for strength, who can be truly selfless and share the benefits with others?

But since things are a foregone conclusion, the only thing he can do now is to cultivate as soon as possible to recover from his injuries.

So that after the arrival of those senior brothers and sisters, they will have a crooked mind when they see this treasure, and take advantage of the danger of others.

The heart of being defensive is indispensable, and the middle-aged cultivator knows nothing about his brothers and sisters.

As for Tang Zhen, who seriously injured himself, the middle-aged cultivator had already made up his mind to let him live for a while longer.

After everything is settled, he will slowly clean up Tang Zhen, making sure that his life is worse than death.

Just when he was thinking about how to deal with Tang Zhen, he didn't know that Tang Zhen had already taken the shot first, and it was a means he could never imagine.

There was a rustling voice behind him, but the middle-aged cultivator didn't care. As the energy of heaven and earth in the forest surged, the vegetation began to become extremely active.

In the short period of time before, a large number of animals have passed under the tree, and they only wandered restlessly after feeling the abnormality of the energy of heaven and earth.

Before the earthquake, many animals behaved abnormally because they felt an abnormal burst of energy from the heavens and the earth.

And in the forest at the moment, this kind of burst of energy from heaven and earth is everywhere, and there is nothing strange about those animals running wild.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought came up, he felt a huge force attack, and the huge force of the whole body was wrapped.

The middle-aged cultivator was startled, looked down and found that his body was covered with extremely flexible vines.

These vines are like poisonous snakes, entwining constantly on his body, as if they are living things, they keep squirming.

"Bastard, what the hell is this?"

After struggling for a while, the middle-aged cultivator was completely shocked when he found that he could not get rid of the bondage.

He knew how powerful he was. Obviously, the toughness of this vine was far beyond his imagination.

Inexplicably panicked in his heart, while the middle-aged cultivator continued to struggle, he also began to chant.

From the strength of the vine restraint, it is known that it is impossible to get rid of it by conventional means. If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it would have been directly strangled to death at this moment.

The middle-aged cultivator is definitely very human, and naturally has a way to deal with it.

Soon he saw a trace of black smoke coming out of his body, which was stained on the vines.

The black smoke is like a living thing, with an oily brilliance, flashing with a colorful luster, and exuding a fishy smell.

I don't know what material this black smoke is, but it has extremely strong corrosive power. After touching the originally flexible vines, it immediately turns yellow and black.

In the process of the smoke rising, the vines seemed to be weathered, and slag kept falling down.

Seeing this, the middle-aged cultivator had a hint of joy in his eyes, and continued to stimulate the black energy in his body, trying to break all the vines that were entangling him.

The stench and black gas he inspired belongs to the toxin waste gas in the human body. It uses special means to combine with the energy of heaven and earth.

resulting in fatal corrosion.

When used as a weapon to attack, it is a water arrow, but at this moment it is in the form of smoke, which is just right to deal with the vines.

The middle-aged cultivator didn't expect that he was just using it as waste, and he didn't expect to have such a miraculous effect.

Tang Zhen, who controlled the attack of the vines, also felt the power of the black smoke at this moment, and a feeling of fear and pain was faintly transmitted.

Especially after evolution, the perception ability of vines has been greatly enhanced, and the perception of pain is more acute.

At this moment, Tang Zhen had a feeling that his body seemed to be scalded by boiling oil, and the burning pain made people almost crazy.

Just as he was distracted, the out-of-control vines loosened their shackles instantly, and the middle-aged cultivator took the opportunity to escape.

Tang Zhen was a little helpless, and the opportunity was fleeting. Because of his unfamiliar means, he had already missed the best opportunity to attack the middle-aged cultivator.

After regaining control of the vine, Tang Zhen continued to attack, but the middle-aged cultivator had already hid in the distance, looking at the mutant vine in front of him with vigilance.

This kind of weird and huge plant has never been seen by a middle-aged cultivator in the past. Obviously, such a terrible thing can only appear in places where the energy of heaven and earth is abnormal.

The middle-aged monk at this time just regarded the vine as a mutant plant, and he never thought that it was controlled by humans.

"It's just a broken tree and vine, it dares to attack me, and see if I don't burn you to ashes!"

The middle-aged cultivator looked gloomy, said a word coldly, and then chanted the incantation again.

A group of faint green fireballs appeared, and after a few beats, it went straight to the vine and shot it.

The flames summoned by this technique can even ignite stones, but cannot be extinguished by water.

If the human body is infected, the fire will suddenly intensify, quietly burning people to ashes.

The methods of monks are mostly fierce and sinister, which is one of the reasons why mortals are desperate and fearful.

According to the assumption of the middle-aged monk, after the flame flew over, the vines that attacked him would be instantly burned to ashes.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the fireball flew past, the vines shrank rapidly, avoiding the fireball's attack.

The middle-aged cultivator was stunned for a moment. The vines' dodging movements when they encountered danger were far beyond his expectations, as if they were living creatures.

A trace of doubt appeared in his heart, is this vine really just an ordinary mutant plant?

As a result, at this moment, a gust of wind came and went straight to the back of the middle-aged cultivator.

Before he could regain his senses, a huge force struck, and the middle-aged cultivator felt a pain in his back and staggered forward a few steps.

When he stopped, his face was full of anger.

At this time, there was a deep scar on his back, and even the vertebrae leaked out.

The blood pierced through his clothes, but the Central Plains cultivator didn't care, but stared at the place where he stood just now.

There was a vine as thick as an arm, trembling gently like a poisonous snake, and the branches and leaves gave off a flesh-and-blood texture.

Those sharp barbs were covered with finely shredded flesh and blood, all from middle-aged monks.

"This is definitely not an ordinary mutant plant, but it has been demonized into an essence, otherwise it would not be so powerful!"

In the eyes of the middle-aged cultivator, a trace of fear flashed, and he found that this strange virgin forest was not as simple as he imagined.

The clone who was watching the battle, as well as Tang Zhen's main body, were stunned at the same time.

Because the flesh-and-blood vines that suddenly appeared were completely out of thin air, and did not exist before.

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