Mythical Era: My Identity As An Immortal Cultivator Was Exposed

How can it be………….

Jiang He shook his head and smiled bitterly. No matter what Li Zhengde said was true or false, he had to follow him now.

However, there was no fearful expression on Jiang He's face.

Even though he knew this was an exercise, he was still not afraid of death.

Li Zhengde stared at Jiang He's eyes, and when he saw Jiang He's unwavering eyes, a hint of appreciation appeared in his eyes.

"Very good." He nodded, "Then let's go."

Jiang He lay on the bed and rested for three or four hours before regaining some energy.

When he woke up, he found himself lying in a simple house.

He tried to move his body, but found that his whole body ached, as if every inch of his muscles was about to fall apart.

He couldn't help scolding his mother. This body was too fragile.

"It seems that I have to practice harder in the future." Jiang He murmured to himself, "After all, my identity certificate is that of a Martial Artist. I can't stay here to cultivate."

Although Jiang He was not afraid of death, he still decided to explore the mysterious ruins.

Jiang He came to an ancient forest alone. He walked in according to the memory in his mind. After transmigrating through the dense jungle, his eyes suddenly became clear.

What comes into view is a vast land. This land seems to have experienced the baptism of a long time, showing dark red soil, which is also full of potholes and ravines.

This is Jiang He's destination.

"Roar!" A low roar echoed through the sky.

Jiang He turned around and saw two giant dogs chasing and biting on the grassland hundreds of meters away behind him.

"Is this a monster corpse dog?" Jiang He murmured, "It's really cruel."

He looked up into the sky, and there were several huge creatures circling at the moment.

They were falcon-like creatures, their wings were five or six meters wide, their bodies were as black as ink, their claws were extremely sharp, and their tips shone with an icy and biting light.

"What is this?"

Jiang He muttered in his heart.

He suddenly thought of something, and a horrified expression appeared on his face.

"Holy shit!" Jiang He yelled, hurriedly took out a crystal core from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it, while running the "Dragon and Tiger Body Refining Technique".

A wave of heat surged throughout his body along his spine, and then Jiang He felt his body begin to slowly increase in strength.

…Please give me flowers…

After a brief surprise, Jiang He focused on the group of hovering falcon creatures.

These creatures look very strange because they have no feathers and are covered with blue-purple scales.

"Is it a lizard-type monster corpse?"

A guess came to Jiang He's mind.

As far as he knew, there were many races among the corpse beasts, such as lizards, monkeys, snakes, wolves, rats...

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Among them, feline monster corpses accounted for more than 90%.

The appearance of the lizard-type zombie beasts is somewhat similar to that of a lizard, but their bodies are several times thicker than that of a lizard, and their tails are also thicker. Their claws are very sharp, and once they are hit

Even a monster corpse with rough skin and thick flesh cannot bear it.

Moreover, the sense of smell of lizard-type monster zombies is extremely sensitive, and ordinary monster corpses cannot hide from their noses, because ordinary monster corpses can only detect their presence when they are close to predators.

Jiang He's face gradually became serious.

His hand was holding the handle of the knife tightly, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

At this moment, he saw the two demon corpse beasts rushing toward him.

Jiang He immediately drew his sword and faced him again. .