Tang Zhen was confused about the situation and mistook the sudden appearance of a flesh-and-blood vine for something that already existed in the forest.
Just like hairy monsters and giant turtles, they are all residents of this strange forest.
But the clone knew very well that this thing was not in the forest originally, but appeared suddenly.
Before it appeared, the clone didn't notice any signs at all. This situation was too abnormal.
Being distracted and vigilant, being able to hide from his perception is enough to illustrate the seriousness of the problem.
I 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 and controlling everything.
After confirming that the main body was not in danger for the time being, the clone immediately began to think and analyze, preparing to figure out what happened.
As for the middle-aged monk in the forest, he was frightened by the sudden appearance of flesh and blood vines, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
Tang Zhen couldn't help but secretly curse when he saw this. The appearance of the flesh and blood vines was too unlucky. Although it also caused damage to the Central Plains monks, it also made him more vigilant.
According to the character of the middle-aged monk, he would never fight against the flesh and blood vines, but would choose to turn around and escape.
With him on alert, it would undoubtedly be very difficult to kill him.
Sure enough, just when Tang Zhen was about to continue the attack, the middle-aged monk suddenly changed direction and headed straight into the forest ahead.
"This cunning guy is really a headache!"
Tang Zhen shook his head when he saw this, and was about to withdraw from the controlled vine, preparing to continue intercepting and tracking the middle-aged monk.
As a result, at this moment, the flesh and blood vines on the opposite side suddenly rushed over, like poisonous snakes coming out of their holes.
Before Tang Zhen could react, the flesh and blood vines wrapped around him and got violently entangled with the vines he controlled.
It wasn't until this moment that he discovered that the flesh and blood vines were not only covered with barbs, but also had small holes on them, as well as edges and corners similar to blades.
After being mixed together, 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 were like waves, rushing towards Tang Zhen. The vines desperately wanted to get rid of Tang Zhen's control, so as to avoid being devoured by the flesh and blood vines.
In just the blink of an eye, Tang Zhen's control was taken away, and then the vines directly tore off the entangled branches and fled backwards to dodge crazily.
Unexpectedly, the flesh-and-blood vines refused to give up and actually chased after him, with grass and leaves flying all the way as if they were being hunted by a strange python.
It turns out that flesh and blood vines do not grow in the soil, but are like living creatures that can wander around on the ground.
The huge root system spread out, like a weird octopus, running rampant in the forest.
Although the vine controlled by Tang Zhen was quite huge, it could not move at all.
Especially after getting rid of Tang Zhen's control, this simple-minded vine became at a loss. Seeing the flesh-and-blood vines attacking, he could only wave the vine randomly and beat him everywhere.
The flesh and blood vines were fearless and rushed forward, wrapping up the struggling vines.
There was a "click" sound, emerald green grass juice splashed everywhere, and the vine that Tang Zhen had previously manipulated was violently smashed into pieces.
The flesh and blood vine continued to absorb the grass juice, and in a short period of time, its appearance changed significantly, adding some complex and gorgeous patterns.
It's not just the appearance that has changed, it seems that the strength of the flesh and blood vines itself has also improved along with it.
After witnessing this scene, Tang Zhen suddenly realized that this was obviously a way of evolution.
By devouring various creatures, you gain the opportunity to evolve. The method is simple and crude.
Tang Zhen had a feeling that the flesh and blood vines were demonstrating to him, telling him how to improve his strength simply and effectively.
Although he was a little tempted, Tang Zhen knew very well that this method was not suitable for him.
He is a human being, not a beast. He will never use this method of devouring to increase his strength. It would be too disgusting.
It would be fine if it were just vines, but if it swallowed other things, such as some corpses or living things, Tang Zhen really couldn't accept it.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Tang Zhen no longer paid attention to the flesh and blood vines, but continued to track the middle-aged monk.
This guy was lucky enough to have escaped death several times, so he obviously didn't deserve his fate.
Tang Zhen didn't care about this, he just wanted to kill the middle-aged monk. No one could save him.
Using the network formed by vegetation, Tang Zhen quickly found the location of the middle-aged monk, only to find that he was holding something similar to a compass and fiddling with it.
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At the same time, a large group of men and women appeared on the outskirts of the virgin forest, many of them carrying firearms.
Most of this primeval forest belongs to a small, chaotic country, with various warlords fighting endlessly.
Carrying light and heavy weapons with you is a common thing, and no one dares to care about it.
Among this group of uninvited guests, several of them had auras similar to those of middle-aged monks. They were looking at the primeval forest in front of them, their expressions looking very solemn.
After arriving here, they unexpectedly discovered the changes in the forest, and were surprised and delighted.
Originally, I just received a message for help and rushed to help my fellow students, but I didn't expect to stumble upon a treasure.
For a monk, such an opportunity is like pie in the sky, something that comes by chance but cannot be sought.
But when they tried to enter the forest, they encountered an unexpected situation. The primeval forest that seemed to be right in front of them turned out to be impossible to walk into.
After trying several times, several monks could only give up temporarily and retreated to the side to discuss.
They have determined that there is a natural formation on the outside of the primeval forest. If you break through directly, it is impossible to enter it.
If you want to enter the forest, you must either know how to break the formation, or you must have someone inside to help you.
It is not an easy task to crack the formation. Monks who truly understand the formation basically have a systematic inheritance.
If you are on the plane of cultivation, such monks are not uncommon, but in this world, similar monks almost do not exist.
So the first option simply won't work, and no one will try it easily. It would be a joke with one's life.
In this case, you can only use the second method, which is to ask your companions inside the forest to help guide you.
It doesn't require much skill, you just need to point out your companions who are running around like blind eyes inside the forest, and you can guide them in.
Just because you are inside the forest, you can see the real scene outside, but the scenes you see outside are all illusory scenes.
After several monks discussed it, they immediately took out a special communication compass and contacted the middle-aged monk inside the forest.
The middle-aged monk was slightly happy at what happened to his fellow disciples. He originally thought about how to monopolize this treasure land, but he didn't want the opportunity to come in a blink of an eye.
If they are not allowed in, this treasure land will belong to him. Even if his fellow disciples find ways to enter the forest, he has already reaped enough benefits.
Looking at the information displayed on the compass, the middle-aged monk sneered and prepared to pretend not to see it.
As a result, at this moment, he heard a soft sound coming from the nearby grass, as if something was approaching quickly.
The middle-aged monk's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, and there was a trace of struggle on his face.
He quickly made up his mind, reached out and flicked the compass a few times, and then ran quickly towards the edge of the forest.