Di Zhong led the powerhouse of the Earth Demon Palace to follow Tu Ming all the way into the deep mountains, and finally blocked Tu Ming into a primeval jungle.

"Block the jungle for me, so that not a single insect can climb out!" The bell blocked Tu Ming into the jungle, and his heart was determined, led by some martial kings, and this dense forest and the entire mountain were encircled.

"Where do I see you going?" A victorious smile appeared on Di Zhong's face, Tu Ming had become a turtle in an urn, and his wings could not escape from his palm.

But Tu Ming didn't want to run away at all, on the contrary, he wanted to give Di Zhong a lesson here that he would never forget, and if it was properly arranged, he would have the idea of leaving him behind.

"Since they can follow me, I should have something they left on me, or something tainted with it, otherwise it would be impossible to find my traces so quickly!" Tu Ming burrowed into the dense forest, thinking about it as he moved.

"How can we stop them from following?" Tu Ming slashed the bushes and grass blocking the way with his knife, and went deeper into the jungle step by step.

This jungle belongs to the primeval dense forest, and there are many dangers in it, Tu Ming couldn't think of a good idea for a while, so he had to temporarily concentrate and start exploring the way.

"Squeak ......" Suddenly, there was a sharp cry of a demon beast above his head, and the branches above his head shook, and when he looked up, it was a small macaque, with brown hair, jumping back and forth on the branches, and grinning at him from time to time.

Tu Ming grinned at the little macaque, ignored it, and continued to move forward.

But the further he went, the happier the little macaque screamed, which made Tu Ming annoyed, picked up a stone, gave it a hard blow, scared it away, and then his ears calmed down.

After walking for nearly a quarter of an hour, the "squeaky ......" of small macaques was heard again overhead, and not one, but six or seven, waving their teeth and claws at Tu Ming, jumping up and down among the trees above him.

"It's annoying!" Tu Ming was annoyed for a while, he was chased and killed, he was afraid of leaking the target, but now it's good, this annoying macaque always makes trouble for him, and in anger, he beat them away with stones again.

But after a while, another group of monkeys, at least twenty of them, and they all came with round fist-sized stones, and they came over and smashed Tu Ming wildly, beating Tu Ming so badly that he had several blood blisters on his head, which could make him angry to death.

"Come over again, don't blame Lao Tzu for being a killer!" Tu Ming was suffocated to death, being teased by a few monkeys, and was depressed to death.

But these little macaques seemed to be consumed with him, and if they were driven away once, they would come more after a while, and they would hit him with stones, which was annoying, and finally completely angered Tu Ming.

Paralyzed, the clay figure still has three points of fire, not to mention Tu Ming, who is in the encirclement, is angry and rushes up, and in the end he is really angry, so he kills directly.

The vine branches shot out with electricity, "Poof!poof!", and the two macaques that had smashed him the most fiercely were dressed into gourds, and they were picked up and smashed at the other macaques.

"Squeak ......"

This can cause a lot of trouble, and the screams of all the macaques become more and more sharp, attracting more and more small macaques, and the stones are like rain, "crackling" and smashing at Tu Ming.

The monkey roared in the forest, and the screams of the monkeys resounded throughout the jungle like a tsunami, and occasionally there were a few angry roars of demon beasts.

These little macaques were too agile, jumping around in the bushes, and it was difficult to attack, but they killed a few at first, and then Tu Ming not only didn't kill one, but also made these little macaques almost smash one out of a good one.

And the jungle was full of vines and some messy creeping plants, which made his movement very difficult, and the stones falling on his head were like rain, so that Tu Ming really had no temper, he couldn't fight, he couldn't run, and Tu Mingwo was so aggrieved that he was dying.

"It's really unfortunate to meet such a group of brutes!" Tu Ming really lost his temper, and finally hid behind a tree pole, put the void flying carpet on his body, and hid.

The group of macaques tossed and turned in the canopy overhead, ...... before jumping away.

Looking at the group of monkeys leaving, Tu Ming's eyes flashed with fierce light, thinking about the battles during this time, every one of them was fought to death, without a little sense of joy, at first he was troubled by the demonic energy of the bell and could only be beaten passively, and now he met a group of monkeys as well, which was very unpleasant.

"I want to see what you brutes want to do?" Tu Ming felt so angry.

With a "swish", he threw out a vine, wrapped it around a tree, and then retracted it, and was taken to a high place.

"Alas, the flying carpet still has drawbacks, as soon as you move, you will reveal your figure!" Tu Ming sighed, he missed his Void Martial Spirit very much, if he was still there, he couldn't go anywhere, he felt that his hands and feet were too severely bound.

"I hope you don't come too fast!" Tu Ming looked out of the jungle, then flicked the vines and sprang in the direction of the monkeys like a swing.

And Di Zhong and the others did not enter the jungle, but waited for reinforcements.

Now there are not enough people, many people have not kept up, and they have noticed that Tu Ming has no intention of leaving when he gets into the jungle, and he is even more willing to wait for a while, and when the reinforcements arrive, he will really be unable to fly.

Tu Ming dang for a distance, he will encounter a lot of macaques, they are very vigilant, Tu Ming can only stop and go, relying on the hidden function of the void flying carpet, and gradually go deep into the core of the jungle.

"It's so fragrant!" The further he went, the more Tu Ming could smell the strange fragrance coming from the air, and when he finally crossed a small hill, he found that there were groups of macaques gathered under the hillside, and in front of the macaque group, there were three crooked-necked fruit trees, and there were many hairy fruits hanging on them, with a faint golden color.

"Golden Candle Dragon Fruit?" Tu Ming squinted and secretly observed, and after a closer look, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Golden candle dragon fruit is a kind of alien fruit that is particularly effective for forging the body, long-term consumption will make the martial artist condense a dragon qi in the body, which can significantly improve the physique, if refined into an elixir, the effect is better, it is a rare forging alien fruit.

"Good baby, it's better to get this candle dragon fruit tree into space!" Dong Lao was also very excited.

"This candle dragon fruit should have seeds, right?" Tu Ming asked after a moment's hesitation.

"No, this is a mutated tree species, it is difficult to form seeds, find a way to get in, but before you start, check the soil quality of its growth, maybe you can find something, you must be careful when transplanting!"

"Okay!" Tu Ming smiled bitterly, and also checked what soil quality, there were several groups of macaques around, and it was still a question whether he could get close.

The macaque group is divided into several groups, and in each group there is a golden macaque king, with a tyrannical breath and a dull roar from time to time, all of which are demon king-level existences.