The middle-aged monk hiding in the tree was still immersed in the state of cultivation at this moment. The incomparably rich energy of heaven and earth made him feel extremely surprised.
This kind of refreshing spiritual practice experience had never been felt before, and the middle-aged monk was completely intoxicated by it.
Almost every minute and every second, his strength is improving, it's like a dream.
He knew very well that if he continued to practice in such an environment, it would not take long for his strength to overwhelm his fellow disciples.
There is also great hope in competing for the position of leader.
After realizing this, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but secretly regret that he shouldn't have been so impulsive and called his fellow disciples for help.
In this case, this treasure land cannot be used exclusively, which makes people feel heartbroken just thinking about it.
Monks are not selfish by nature, but because the resources for cultivation are too scarce. If they are given to others, they may not get them.
Faced with the temptation of immortality and the desire for power, who can be truly selfless and share the benefits with others?
But now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, the only thing he can do now is to practice and recover from his injuries as soon as possible.
This is to prevent those fellow apprentices from having evil thoughts after seeing this treasure land and taking advantage of people's danger to take advantage of it.
It is essential to be on guard against others. The middle-aged monk knows his fellow disciples very well.
As for Tang Zhen, who seriously injured himself, the middle-aged monk had already made up his mind to let him live for a while.
After everything is resolved, he will slowly deal with Tang Zhen and make 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 action first, and it was a method he couldn't even imagine.
There was a murmuring sound coming from behind, but the middle-aged monk didn't pay attention. As the energy of heaven and earth increased sharply in the forest, the plants and trees began to become extremely active.
In the short period of time before, a large number of animals had passed under the tree. They all wandered around restlessly after sensing the abnormality in the energy of the world.
Before an earthquake strikes, many animals will behave abnormally because they feel an abnormal burst of energy from heaven and earth.
But in the forest at this moment, this kind of burst of heaven and earth energy is everywhere, and the animals are irritable and running around, there is nothing surprising.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought came up, he felt a huge force coming over him, and his whole body was wrapped in huge power.
The middle-aged monk was shocked. He looked down and found that his body was covered with extremely flexible vines.
These vines were like poisonous snakes, constantly wrapping around his body, squirming as if they were living creatures.
Damn it, what the hell is this?
After struggling hard and finding that he could not break free from the restraints, the middle-aged monk was completely shocked.
He knew how powerful he was, and obviously the toughness of this vine was far beyond his imagination.
There was an inexplicable panic in his heart. While the middle-aged monk continued to struggle, he also began to mutter something.
Judging from the strength of the vine restraint, it is impossible to escape through conventional means. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been directly strangled to death at this moment.
Middle-aged monks are by no means ordinary people, so they naturally have ways to deal with them.
Soon, traces of black smoke were seen coming out of his body and contaminating the vines.
The black smoke is like a living thing, with an oily luster, shining with colorful luster, and exuding a fishy smell.
I don’t know what kind of material this black smoke is made of, but it has extremely strong corrosive power. After being touched, the originally flexible vines immediately turned yellow and black.
As the smoke rose, the vines seemed to be weathered, and debris continued to fall down.
Seeing this, the middle-aged monk showed a hint of joy in his eyes, and continued to stimulate the black energy in his body, trying to break all the vines that entangled him.
The stinky black gas he inspired is a toxin waste gas in the human body. It uses special means to combine with the energy of heaven and earth to produce fatal corrosiveness.
When used as a weapon attack, it is a water arrow, but now it is in the form of smoke, which is perfect for dealing with vines.
The middle-aged monk did not expect that he was just using waste, but he did not expect that it would have such a miraculous effect.
Tang Zhen, who was controlling the vine attack, also felt the power of the black smoke at this moment, and a feeling of fear and pain was faintly transmitted to him.
Especially after evolution, the vine's perception ability has been greatly enhanced, and its perception of pain has become more acute.
At this moment, Tang Zhen felt as if his body had been scalded by boiling oil, and the burning pain made him almost go crazy.
Just when he was distracted, the out-of-control vines instantly released their restraints, and the middle-aged monk took the opportunity to escape.
Tang Zhen was a little helpless. The opportunity was fleeting. Because of his unfamiliar skills, he had already missed the best opportunity to sneak attack on the middle-aged monk.
After regaining control of the vine, Tang Zhen continued to attack, but the middle-aged monk had already hid in the distance, looking at the mutated vine in front of him with vigilance.
The middle-aged monk had never seen this kind of weird and huge plant before. Obviously, such terrifying things would only appear in places with abnormal energy in the world.
At this time, the middle-aged monk only regarded the vine as a mutated plant and had no idea that it was controlled by humans.
You're just a broken tree and vine, but you dare to sneak up on me and see if I don't burn you to ashes!
The middle-aged monk looked gloomy, said something coldly, and then recited the incantation again.
A green fireball appeared. After a few beats, it shot straight towards the vines.
The flames summoned by this technique can even be ignited by stones and cannot be extinguished by water.
If the human body is contaminated, the fire will suddenly increase in intensity and quietly burn the person to ashes.
Most of the monks' methods are harsh and vicious, which is one of the reasons that makes mortals despair and fear.
According to the middle-aged monk's assumption, after the flames fly over, the vines that attack him will be instantly burned to ashes.
Who would have expected that the moment the fireball flew over, the vines would shrink quickly and avoid the fireball's attack.
The middle-aged monk was stunned for a moment. The vines' evasive movements when encountering danger were far beyond his expectations, as if they were living creatures.
A trace of doubt emerged in his mind. Is the vine in front of him 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 monk's head.
Before he could recover, a huge force hit him. The middle-aged monk felt a pain in his back and staggered forward a few steps.
By the time he stopped, his face was filled with shock and anger.
At this time, there was a deep scar on his back, even the spine was exposed.
Blood soaked through his clothes, but the monk from Zhongyuan didn't care, but stared at the place where he stood just now.
There is a vine as thick as an arm, trembling gently like a poisonous snake, and its branches and leaves actually give people a flesh-and-blood texture.
Those sharp barbs were covered with fine pieces of flesh and blood, all of which came from middle-aged monks.
This is definitely not an ordinary mutant plant, but has been transformed into a spirit, otherwise it would not be so powerful!
A trace of deep fear flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged monk. He discovered that this strange primitive forest was not as simple as he imagined.
The clones who were watching the battle, as well as Tang Zhen's body, were both stunned at the same time.
Because this strange flesh-and-blood vine that suddenly appeared was something that appeared out of thin air and never existed before.