At the same time, the thatched hut was thirty miles to the southeast.

In the dense jungle, a group of Xuanyi armor soldiers are scattered to search for something.

The first person is wearing a red cloak and dark armor, with only a pair of dazzling tiger eyes on his body, and a tiger's mouth knife shining with electric light, tall and mighty, fierce and cold.

At this moment, he was shouting to everyone: "Search me carefully, don't miss it! I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death! If I can't find him, I have to go back with my head and my life!"

"Yes!"

All the Xuanyi armorers replied in unison, and the sound shook through the jungle, shaking off the raindrops on the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees, forming a wide circle of ripples.

It can be seen from this that these people are full of energy, strong combat power, and excellent training, and they are by no means idle people.

Heavenly Hell Xuanjia, the most secret elite army of Emperor Qin.

Even in the night rain jungle where they can't see their fingers, they can see things like day. They can walk on even the rugged and treacherous terrain of the mountains, and they must ensure that even the most cunning and ferocious enemies are killed!

It is under the direct jurisdiction of the king and performs the darkest, most arduous, and most mysterious tasks.

Because, they are the Heavenly Hell Xuanjia, invincible, invincible! Orders are carried out, and actions must be fruitful! Like an incomparably sharp peerless sword, they are invincible for the emperor.

"Report to the Commander, find the body of the target!"

At this moment, suddenly a Xuanyi armor priest shouted.

When the Xuanjia commander heard this, a flash of joy flashed in the tiger's eyes, and his body moved, and he appeared more than ten zhang away.

There, lying quietly, was the corpse of a filthy man.

The man was unkempt, his eyes wide, and he looked up at the sky, as if he was indignant. He was covered in hideous wounds, his clothes were in tatters, he carried a black package behind his back, he held a delicate dagger with a broken mouth in his right hand, and his left hand was wrapped in a half-roll of linen, which oozed blood and pus. The calf of his left leg was cut off with a sharp object, the wound was still covered with maggots, and several soaked steamed buns fell to his side, terrifying and disgusting.

From time to time, thunder flashed in the sky, but there was no thunder.

The rain is still dripping.

There were wisps of blood on the edge of the corpse, reflecting a little light, gloomy and eerie.

"Why bother with you?"

The Commander sighed with a complicated look in his eyes.

With that, he used his knife to pick open the black package, and a square box carved with delicate cloud dragon ornaments fell out of it, a purple gold token, a ring-shaped jade pendant, and a roll of golden silk.

Seeing this, the Xuanjia Commander was overjoyed, nodded, and said, "That's right, everything is ready." It's just a news from there. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and everything in the black package on the ground disappeared without a trace. Obviously, things have been put into a special storage mustard seed space by him.

"Newspaper—"

At this time, I saw another Xuanyi armor soldier rushing out of the woods, clasping his fists at the Xuanjia commander and saying: "Lord Hui, the brothers in the southeast have sent news that the corpse of the final target has been found, and it has been confirmed that it is correct!"

After listening to the proclamation of his subordinates, the Xuanjia commander couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He waved his hand and shouted: "Okay! After more than six months of hard work, we have finally lived up to our holy hopes! Pass my order, immediately withdraw our troops, and return to the DPRK to resume their lives!"

"Yes!" the Xuanyi armor soldier immediately saluted and shouted to the soldiers around him, "Traditionally receive the order, immediately collect the troops, and return to the dynasty to resume his life!"

The Xuanjia Commander turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly he seemed to remember something and sighed slightly. I saw him turn around and instruct his subordinates behind him: "Take his head and bury his body well." Don't let the beasts spoil it. After all, although he is a rebel, he is also a respectable enemy!"

"Yes!"

A Xuanyi armor soldier in the back responded respectfully, and with a wave of his hand, several companions surrounded him and cleaned up the scene.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a scream came from a distance.

All the armor soldiers present couldn't help but be surprised, and immediately raised the weapons in their hands and rushed in the direction of the sound.

That Xuanjia commander cultivated the highest, so he was the fastest, and in a moment, he shot dozens of feet and rushed there. I saw that at the place where the incident occurred, a Xuanyi armor priest was pierced by a huge blood-colored vine covered with thorns. In the blink of an eye, his body was covered with thorns, transformed into a humanoid plant, and finally merged with the vines.

Seeing this, the Xuanjia Commander couldn't help but be horrified, hurriedly stopped, and hurriedly shouted to the soldiers around him: "It's a vine thorn demon beast! Don't come here, everyone! Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

"Ahh

"All of them retreat—"

"Danger! all retreat—retreat—"

"Retreat!"

Under the light of thunder, the Xuanyi armor soldiers couldn't help but be surprised when they heard this. One by one, they stopped, and hurriedly retreated as they gave the order backwards.

However, even if the Xuanjia commander gave the order quickly, it would be too late to retreat.

A large black shadow suddenly rose in front of the eyes of the soldiers, and a behemoth quickly emerged from the ground like a spring shoot.

I saw that it was as majestic as a mountain, as high as ten zhang. There was a strong bloody aura around it, filling a radius of hundreds of zhang, and there were thousands of huge vines growing all over the body, like thousands of blood-colored giant snakes, stretching out in all directions, devouring everyone.

In an instant, the radius is hundred, the vine snake dances wildly, and the demon chaos in the world. The Xuanyi armor warriors who couldn't retreat, in the face of the rattan that was rushing and shooting, they were able to resist with their weapons a few times before they were pierced through their bodies, and they were devoured alive.

"Ahh

"Help, sir, save me—sir—ah—"

"Lao Tzu fought with you!ah-"

"Ahh

......

The screams of the Xuanyi armor soldiers sounded everywhere around the mountains and forests, which were terrible and piercing, like a ghost crying wolf.

"Evil beast! Death to Ben!" Seeing this scene, the Xuanjia Commander was stunned.

With a sudden wave of his right hand, the tiger's mouth broadsword burst out with dazzling lightning, turning into thousands of swords, slashing towards the vines that wantonly slaughtered the Xuanyi armor. Everywhere the knife passed, the rattan snake broke into two, convulsed all over his body, and turned into charcoal.

The originally blood-heavy sky suddenly cleared, revealing a silent corner, and there was only one person left in this corner.

"Whew-"

The vine thorn demon beast was in pain, and erupted into a terrifying roar.

In the roar, with it as the center, the entire space within a radius of hundreds of feet faintly revealed an extremely dangerous aura.

The rain that had been poured on the sky was even more strangely stuck in mid-air, turning into water vapor and disappearing without a trace. A strange fluctuation came from that huge figure, and the vitality of a hundred zhang was stagnant.

"This fluctuation ...... Could it be...... Demon Beast Combat Skills?"

When the Xuanjia Commander saw this scene, his pupils contracted, and he was shocked, feeling incredible.

It's too late, it's too soon.

He didn't hesitate for a moment, immediately mustered all the strength in his body, turned around and jumped, and his whole person was like a black lightning, rushing towards the east.

"Boom!"

The blood-colored light snake of the Thousand White Dao erupted from that huge figure and spread out to a radius of three hundred zhang, destroying the withering and decaying, and annihilating everything on the ground. One of the light snakes caught up with the Xuanjia Commander, and the Xuanjia Commander slashed out with a backhand, shattering it, but it was still hit by one of the huge forces, and the whole person was thrown out.

"Poof!"

The Xuanjia Commander Yang Tian spurted a mouthful of blood, but he used his strength to make a move, and he kept racing desperately without looking back......

Three days later, a top-secret file of Emperor Qin, recorded as follows: In the second year of Shuntian, five hundred and twenty-two people in the Heavenly Prison Xuanjia were suspected of encountering the vine thorn demon beast king, and died in the Xiban jungle, and only one person survived, fortunately not dishonoring the mission.

In the early morning, the mild and moist wind, with a hint of fresh earthy aroma, blows the vast green trees.

In the uninhabited barren mountains and mountains, a series of crisp and beautiful birdsong suddenly sounded, making the woods that had been washed all night vibrant. The undulating mountains are like green waves, as if filled with wisps of mist like tulle, green and white, looking down from the sky as if you are in the sea of clouds and heaven, beautiful.

Zhang Teng woke up in a daze, and the bright light from the tattered roof made him a little unable to open his eyes.

It took him a while to get used to the light, holding out the light with one hand and moving his body on the ground with the other.

At this time, as he regained consciousness, he felt that his head was surprisingly clear.

There was a strange clarity that had been removed from the eyes, and all the senses and memories were etched into the mind.

He can even remember that on the first morning of his fifth year as a child, he ate the Huaishan lotus seed paste that his mother boiled, using a small porcelain bowl with red flowers and a small white porcelain spoon. And the mother's face is so gentle and young, full of pampering and love, and a happy smile.

At that time, he remembered the furnishings of the house, a table, a chair, a sofa, a cupboard, etc., as well as the familiar and warm smell in the air at that time.

After a few moments, the situation changed again, as if a veil was slowly descending from his mind.

In an instant, the images of the past passed by like clouds of smoke and began to blur.

However, although the memories are vague, they are not completely gone.

Zhang Teng's thinking senses are maintained in a very active and sensitive state.

Now he seems to have a feeling of never forgetting. Everything that is happening at the moment, everything that is happening, bit by bit, he can completely remember it and never forget it.

Zhang Teng began to look at himself and everything around him.

He looked at his hands, which were as thin as chicken feet, dirty, and covered with ash under their fingernails. Then he looked at the garment he was wearing, and it was a thin gown, tattered, dirty, and black as a tablecloth. Underneath him was a pair of short and medium-sized pants, which were covered in mud and had holes opened.

He had no shoes on his feet, and his bare feet, the soles of which were grayish-black, like the unburned red iron of two ancient prison cells.

Zhang Teng stretched out his hand and touched his face, thin and fleshless, it was simply skin and bones. Coupled with his long, fluffy and messy greasy hair now. It can be imagined that he is most likely a poor little beggar like a starving ghost at the moment.

Although he didn't know what was going on, the situation in front of him told Zhang Teng clearly: He has changed his body.

Maybe it's to resurrect the soul through the corpse, but now he has become another person.

Faced with the bizarre reality, Zhang Teng didn't know what to say, and finally had to comfort himself: no matter what, it's good that he didn't die.

"Gurgling ......"

At this moment, a series of sounds came from Zhang Teng's abdomen, and an unprecedented feeling of hunger immediately enveloped all his minds.

"Hungry Hungry Hungry ......"

There was only one voice shouting and screaming in his head, and now Zhang Teng didn't think about anything, he just wanted to find something to fill his stomach.

Under the pinch of hunger, Zhang Teng stood up and slowly walked out of the thatched hut.

Outside the house is a verdant forest.

The thatched hut appears to have been built at the foot of a small hill, with a looming path leading to the back of the hill in front of the door.

Zhang Teng looked at the surrounding scene in amazement, and stepped onto the path driven by hunger.

Because where there is a road, there are people. Perhaps, he didn't go far to meet people or villages, and thus find something to eat. At the same time, it is also possible to figure out his current situation.