I Have A City In An Alternate World



The middle-aged cultivator hiding in the tree was still immersed in his cultivation. The dense heaven and earth energy made him feel extremely happy.

He had never experienced such a carefree cultivation experience before, and the middle-aged cultivator was completely immersed in it.

His strength was increasing by the second. It was like a dream.

He knew very well that if he continued to cultivate in such an environment, it would not take long for his strength to crush his senior and junior brothers.

There was also a great chance of winning the position of sect leader.

After realizing this, the middle-aged cultivator couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He shouldn't have been so impulsive and called his fellow disciples for help.

In this case, this treasured land could not be enjoyed alone. Just thinking about it made one's heart ache.

Cultivators weren't selfish by nature. It was just that cultivation resources were too scarce. If they gave them to others, they might not be able to get them.

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

However, since the matter had already been decided, the only thing he could do now was to cultivate and recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

This was to prevent those senior and junior brothers from having evil thoughts when they saw this treasured land and taking advantage of people's difficulties to kill them.

One must always be wary of others. The middle-aged cultivator understood his senior and junior brothers very well.

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

After everything was settled, he would slowly take care of Tang Zhen. He must make Tang Zhen suffer a fate worse than death.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Tang Zhen, he did not know that Tang Zhen had already taken the initiative to attack. Moreover, it was a method that he had never imagined.

A rustling sound came from behind him, but the middle-aged cultivator didn't pay it any mind. As the world Energy in the forest increased, the vegetation became abnormally lively.

In the short time before, a large number of animals had passed by the tree. After sensing the abnormality of the world Energy, they had all started to wander around restlessly.

Before an earthquake, many animals would have abnormal behavior because they sensed an abnormal explosion of natural energy.

At this moment, this kind of explosive World Energy was everywhere in the forest. Those animals were running around violently, so there was nothing to be surprised about.

However, just as this thought rose in his mind, he felt a huge force coming at him, and his entire body was wrapped up by a huge force.

The middle-aged cultivator was shocked. He looked down and found that his body was wrapped in extremely flexible vines.

These vines were like venomous snakes, constantly twining around his body, as if they were alive.

"Bastard, what the hell is this?"

After struggling for a while, the middle-aged cultivator realized that he couldn't break free. He was completely shocked.

He knew how strong he was. It was clear that the tenacity of these vines had far exceeded his imagination.

The middle-aged cultivator panicked and continued to struggle while muttering to himself.

Judging from the strength of the vines, it was impossible to get rid of it by conventional means. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been strangled to death by now.

The middle-aged cultivator was no ordinary person. He naturally had a way to deal with it.

Soon, wisps of black smoke rose from his body and stained the vines.

The black smoke seemed to be alive. It had a glossy luster, shimmering with a seven-colored luster, and exuded a foul smell.

He did not know what material this black smoke was made of, but it had an extremely strong corrosive ability. After touching it, the originally flexible vines immediately turned yellow and black.

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

Seeing this, the middle-aged cultivator's eyes revealed a trace of joy. He continued to activate the black gas in his body, trying to break all the vines that were wrapped around him.

The foul-smelling black Qi He had stimulated was a toxic waste gas in the human body. It used a special method to combine with the energy of heaven and earth, thus producing a fatal corrosive effect.

When it was used as a weapon, it was always a water arrow, but now it was in the form of smoke, which was perfect for dealing with the vines.

The middle-aged cultivator didn't expect that the waste he made use of would have such a miraculous effect.

Tang Zhen, who was controlling the vines to attack, could also sense the power of the black smoke at this moment. A feeling of fear and pain was faintly transmitted over.

Especially after its evolution, the Vine's perception ability had greatly increased, and its sense of pain had become even sharper.

At this moment, Tang Zhen had a kind of feeling that his body seemed to have been scalded by boiling oil. The burning pain caused him to nearly go crazy.

Just as he was distracted, the vines that had lost control released their restraints and the middle-aged cultivator took the opportunity to escape.

Tang Zhen was somewhat helpless. The opportunity was fleeting. Due to his unfamiliarity, he had already missed the best opportunity to sneak attack the middle-aged cultivator.

After regaining control of the vine, Tang Zhen continued to attack. However, the middle-aged cultivator had already hidden far away and was looking at the mutated vine in front of him with a face full of vigilance.

The middle-aged cultivator had never seen such a strange plant before. It was clear that such a terrifying thing would only appear in places with abnormal World Energy.

The middle-aged cultivator only thought that the vine was a mutated plant. He had no idea that it was controlled by a human.

you're just a broken vine. How dare you attack me? I'll burn you to ashes!

The middle-aged cultivator's face was dark as he spoke coldly. He then began to chant the spell again.

A dark green fireball appeared, and after jumping a few times, it shot straight at the vine.

The flames summoned by this spell could even light up stones and could not be extinguished with water.

If a human body was infected, the fire would suddenly become stronger, and the person would be burned to ashes without a sound.

The methods of cultivators were mostly vicious, which was one of the reasons why mortals were in despair and fear.

According to the middle-aged cultivator's plan, the vines that had sneaked an attack on him would be instantly burned to ashes after the flames flew over.

Who would have thought that the moment the fireball flew over, the vines would quickly shrink and avoid the attack of the fireball?

The middle-aged cultivator was stunned for a moment. The way the vines dodged when they encountered danger was far beyond his expectations. It was as if they were living creatures.

A trace of doubt emerged in his heart. Was the vine in front of him really just an ordinary mutant plant?

At that moment, a gust of wind blew toward the back of the middle-aged cultivator's head.

Before he could react, a huge force hit him. The middle-aged cultivator felt a pain in his back and staggered a few steps forward.

When he finally stopped, his face was filled with shock and anger.

There was a deep wound on his back, and even his spine was exposed.

The blood soaked through his clothes, but the cultivator from the Central Plains didn't care. He just stared at the place where he had been standing.

There was a vine that was as thick as an arm there. It was quivering like a venomous snake, and its branches and leaves actually gave off a feeling of flesh and blood.

The sharp spikes were covered with pieces of flesh, all of which came from the middle-aged cultivator.

this is definitely not an ordinary mutated plant. It has already turned into a demon. Otherwise, it can't be so powerful!

The middle-aged cultivator's eyes flashed with fear. He realized that this strange forest wasn't as simple as he had thought.

The clone and Tang Zhen's main body that were watching the battle were startled at the same time.

This was because the strange flesh vine had appeared out of thin air and had never existed before.