I Have a City in a Different World

Tang Zhen couldn't understand the situation, and regarded this flesh-and-blood vine that suddenly appeared as something that existed in the forest.

Just like the hairy monster and the giant tortoise, they are all inhabitants of this eerie forest.

But the clone is very clear that this thing was not in the forest originally, but suddenly appeared.

Before it appeared, the clone did not notice any signs at all, which was too abnormal.

Distracted and vigilant, being able to hide from his perception is enough to show the seriousness of the problem.

Originally thought it was just an accident, but now it seems that things are definitely not that simple.

Perhaps at this moment, there is a pair of invisible black hands hiding in the dark to control everything.

After confirming that the main body is not in danger for the time being, the clone immediately began to think and analyze, preparing to find out what happened.

As for the middle-aged monk in the forest, he was already frightened by the sudden appearance of flesh and blood vines, and his face was full of surprise.

Seeing this, Tang Zhen couldn't help but scolded, the appearance of the flesh and blood vines was too unfortunate. Although it also caused damage to the Central Plains cultivator, it also made him more vigilant.

According to the character of the middle-aged cultivator, he would never fight recklessly with the flesh and blood vines, but chose to turn around and flee.

Under the circumstance of his heightened vigilance, it is undoubtedly quite difficult to kill him again.

Sure enough, just as Tang Zhen was about to continue his attack, the middle-aged cultivator suddenly turned around and headed straight for the forest ahead.

"This sly guy is really a headache!"

Seeing this, Tang Zhen shook his head and was about to withdraw from the controlled vines, preparing to continue to intercept and track the middle-aged monk.

As a result, at this moment, the flesh-and-blood vines on the opposite side suddenly rushed over, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

Before Tang Zhen could react, the flesh-and-blood vines were directly entangled, and they were violently mixed with the vines he controlled.

It was only now that he discovered that the flesh and blood vines were not only covered with barbs, but also had small holes on the barbs, as well as edges and corners similar to blades.

After mixing with each other, the vines controlled by Tang Zhen were twisted and broken, and the juice was quickly absorbed by the flesh-and-blood vines.

Emotions of pain and fear are like waves, constantly rushing towards Tang Zhen, and the vines desperately want to get rid of Tang Zhen's control, so as to avoid the engulfment of the flesh-and-blood vines.

But in the blink of an eye, Tang Zhen's control was deprived, and then the vines directly broke the tangled branches and fled back frantically to dodge.

Unexpectedly, the flesh and blood vines would not give up, and they even chased up directly, and the grass and leaves flew all the way like a monster hunting.

It turned out that the flesh-and-blood vines did not grow in the soil, but were like living creatures that could walk around on the ground.

The huge root system was scattered, like a weird octopus, running around in the forest.

Although the vine controlled by Tang Zhen was quite huge, it couldn't move at all.

Especially after getting rid of Tang Zhen's control, this simple-thinking vine became overwhelmed.

The flesh-and-blood vines were fearless and rushed forward, wrapping up the struggling vines.

Hearing a "kaka" sound, the emerald green grass juice splashed everywhere, and the vine that Tang Zhen had previously manipulated was abruptly smashed into pieces.

The flesh and blood vine continued to absorb the grass juice, and then in a short period of time, its appearance changed significantly, with some complex and gorgeous patterns.

It is not only the appearance that has changed, it seems that even the strength of the flesh and blood vines has also increased along with it.

Tang Zhen, who witnessed this scene, had a hint of enlightenment in his heart. Obviously, this was a way of evolution.

By devouring all kinds of creatures, it gains the chance of evolution, and the method is simple and crude.

Tang Zhen had a feeling that the flesh-and-blood vines were demonstrating to himself, telling him how to improve his strength simply and effectively.

Although a little tempted, Tang Zhen knew very well that this method was not suitable for him.

He is a human being, not a beast, and he would never use this devouring method to improve his strength, which would be too disgusting.

If it's just vines, it's fine, but if it devours other things, such as some corpses, Tang Zhen really can't accept it.

After taking back his thoughts, Tang Zhen ignored the flesh and blood vines and continued to track the middle-aged monk.

This guy has a big life, and he has escaped death several times, obviously he should not die.

Tang Zhen didn't care about this, he just wanted to kill the middle-aged cultivator, and no one could save him.

Using the network of vegetation, Tang Zhen quickly found the location of the middle-aged cultivator, only to find that he was constantly fiddling with something similar to a compass.

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At the same time, in the periphery of the primeval forest, a large group of men and women appeared, many of whom were armed with firearms.

Most of this virgin forest belongs to a small, chaotic country where various warlords fight endlessly.

Carrying light and heavy weapons with you is a normal thing, and no one dares to care about it.

Among this group of uninvited guests, there are a few people whose auras are very similar to those of middle-aged monks. They are looking at the virgin forest in front of them, and their expressions are very solemn.

After coming here, they unexpectedly discovered the changes in the forest, and they were both surprised and happy in their hearts.

Originally, I just received a request for help and came to help my colleagues, but I didn't expect to encounter a treasure land by accident.

For monks, such an opportunity is like a pie in the sky, which can be met but not sought after.

But when they tried to enter the forest, they encountered an unexpected situation. The virgin forest that seemed to be in front of them couldn't even walk into it.

After several attempts, the cultivators could only give up temporarily and step aside to discuss.

They have determined that there is a natural formation in the periphery of the primeval forest.

If you want to enter the forest, you must either know how to decipher the formation, or you must be answered by someone inside.

It is not an easy thing to crack the formation, and the monks who really understand the formation basically have a systematic inheritance.

If it is in the plane of self-cultivation, such monks are not uncommon, but in this world, there are almost no such monks.

So the first one doesn't work at all, and no one will try it easily, that's tantamount to joking with one's life

In this case, only the second method can be used, which is to ask the companions inside the forest to help guide the way.

You don't need much skill, you just need to point to the companions who are running around like blind in the interior of the forest, and you can guide them in.

Just because you are in the forest, you can see the real scene outside, but all the scenes you see outside are illusory scenes.

After several cultivators discussed, they immediately took out the dedicated communication compass and contacted the middle-aged cultivator inside the forest.

The middle-aged cultivator was slightly overjoyed by what happened to his fellow apprentice brothers. He was still thinking about how to monopolize this treasure land, but he didn't want the opportunity to come in a blink of an eye.

If he doesn't let them in, this treasure land will belong to him. Even if his fellow disciples try to enter the forest, he has already obtained enough benefits.

Looking at the information displayed on the compass, the middle-aged monk sneered and prepared to pretend he didn't see it.

As a result, at this moment, he heard a soft sound from the nearby grass, and it seemed that something was approaching fast.

The middle-aged cultivator's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, with a hint of struggle on his face.

Soon he made up his mind, reached out and flicked the compass a few times, and then ran towards the edge of the forest.