(I have a cold today, and my mind is not clear, so I'll forgive me!) ）——

He is not Zou Cheng, he now has the strength of the early stage of the day after tomorrow, and he still has the strength to fight.

It's not his style to sit back and wait.

Stepping into the fog again, he felt the deadly crisis again.

It's like having a needle against his eyebrows, and the psychic power is crazy to call the police.

Tang Chen was unmoved, it is the instinct of living beings to seek good fortune and avoid disaster, and the beast has no will, so he succumbs to instinct, but he is not a beast, he wants to move forward.

If you stay and wait, it's still a dead end at night!

In fact, he has no way back.

Walking cautiously, concentrating on the grass and trees around him, in this state, even if there is the slightest movement, don't try to hide it from him.

This is the reason why he dares to come in again.

"Whew!" Another branch broke through the air, with the lesson of the last time, he didn't plan to block the knife, although there is a set of longevity recipes to heal injuries, but everything has a case, what if that piece of meat is gone, can it grow into its original appearance again?

He is not a fool, he plays hard, and decisively moves directly to the side.

Moreover, he thought of another point, which he had always heard before, and then either dodged or blocked it, and this thing seemed to have never gone straight and never turned a corner.

So he's going to try, and in case this thing can't turn around, then things will be simple.

Sure enough, although he couldn't see it, he knew that the roots of the tree were just passing by him, listening to the sound of the roots breaking through the air.

Swinging the knife upward, clicking, the root of the tree broke in response.

In the middle of the stumbling, the roots that fell to the ground quickly retreated.

With a hook of his toes, the severed roots appeared on his hands, and he didn't dare to touch them directly, what if there were poisonous thorns or something on it?

So, it's still an old move, as soon as the panacea-like inner breath is poured into it, the structure of this thing appears in his heart, well, an ordinary tree root, nothing strange.

This trick is more convenient than seeing with the eyes, after all, the eyes can't see the internal structure, but the internal breath can, but it is a little consuming of internal breath.

Of course, compared to risking one's own life, the internal interest consumed is still worth it, although thirty percent of it has not been recovered.

"How is this possible?"

When he was paying attention to the consumption of internal breath, he subconsciously sensed his dantian. He couldn't help but exclaim, and he was surprised to find that as soon as the internal breath was running, the internal breath that had just been consumed had been replenished in a few breaths.

Sniffing lightly, it turns out that the concentration of this aroma has increased.

"It looks like we're getting closer to our destination." He chuckled, in that case, what are you afraid of?

He didn't want to waste time, so he quickened his pace, knowing that this thing couldn't turn around, it was simple, and the danger was a little less.

One by one, the roots burst through the air, and he just turned slightly to the side and dodged.

It's just a matter of being careful, after he dodged, he cut it off with a knife, not afraid of 10,000, afraid of 10,000, what if this thing is fraudulent?

I don't know if it was because of his carefulness, or if this thing couldn't turn in the first place, nothing happened along the way, and even the vines that attacked him before didn't appear, I don't know if he was scared or what.

But in any case, it was also a good thing, and suddenly, he felt the aroma in the air even stronger, and if there were no accidents, the target was ahead.

Taking a step out, his eyes couldn't help but light up, he was used to the white expanse in front of him, and now he suddenly saw green, and he was still a little unaccustomed.

But it was only for a moment, and he reacted, it turned out that he had already stepped out of the thick fog, and there was a huge clearing in front of him.

It's like the place where Zou Cheng was rescued, there is no fog, and the vegetation on the ground is unusually lush, but there is not a single tree, so the thing in the center is very conspicuous, which is a two-story "big tree".

The reason why it is put in quotation marks around the tree is because this thing is only two or three meters below the ground, so it can be called a big tree. It was not a branch, but a dense dark green vine, and it seemed that this was the culprit who attacked him.

In the middle, a dark green ball with a diameter of nearly three meters, with a large horn growing on it, the color is bright as blood, and it looks a little oozing.

The flowers shrugged and swayed, and when Tang Chen approached, the horn was facing him, and it didn't move.

Therefore, he saw the structure of this flower clearly, and inside was something similar to a flower bone, with blood-red folds on it, which constituted the horn that Tang Chen had seen before, and there were circles of bone spurs on top of the folds.

Before he could see it clearly, the frontal flower bones inside suddenly opened, and with a pop, the folds of the flowers kept shrinking, and the bone spurs were intertwined, and he was terrified to look at, and half a minute later, a black thing erupted from it.

This thing was falling in front of Tang Chen, transparent mucus splashed everywhere, he hurriedly took a step back, dodging the splashed liquid, God knows what this thing is, he is not afraid of poison, but he is afraid of disgusting!

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a black feather, and the bones were corroded and pitted, and it was impossible to tell the owner of this feather except that it was a flying beast based on the feathers.

From this, it can also be understood that if they did not escape, they might have followed in the footsteps of this unfortunate beast.

He almost knew what it was, and it was either a man-eating flower or a creature that resembled a man-eating flower.

Since he was the first person to see it, well, according to tradition, the first person to find it has the right to name it. Therefore, Tang Chen named him the cannibal flower.

And the splattered mucus, nine times out of ten, is the digestive juice of this man-eating flower.

Thinking that this slime had digested a flying beast before, Tang Chen was disgusted, and at the same time, he was glad for the previous retreat.

At this time, the huge man-eating flower seemed to have discovered Tang Chen's movement, and the original swaying rattan suddenly lifted up, overwhelmingly surging towards Tang Chen.

"Or is it an old trick? It didn't bother me! ”

Somehow, it may be the reason for getting close to the source of the aroma, the internal breath in the body is increasing faster and faster, and the source of the internal breath is growing rapidly, although it can't be compared with when he won all, but it is also a lot, and the total amount of internal breath is close to the realm of the third rate.

When you reach the realm of the third rate, you are no longer a trumpet, and you don't have to mix in the novice area anymore.

I had found that after the vine was broken, the smell of the juice was the same as the aroma in the air, and the effect was similar, which could increase his internal breath.

Looking forward to it in his heart, Tang Chen wanted to see if this aroma could directly restore it to the third-rate level if he stayed here for a while.

This is the reason why he did not rush to do it.

Otherwise, according to his temper, it's better for such a disgusting thing to be eliminated, and it's not oozing to look at?

Of course, if he does it here, he will definitely not be restrained, and he has not forgotten the horror of being almost blown up after being entangled before.

First he didn't resist, let the vines entangle it and make it strong, and then it was time to set off firecrackers.

The inner breath in the dantian gushed out, and the effect was obvious.

With enough internal breath, many techniques can be used, and before the volley turned into a pulp, but now it is directly blown into mist.

The aroma that permeated the air suddenly more than tripled, so thick that it was barely visible to the naked eye.

"The rate at which the internal breath increases has also become faster!" With a wave of his hand, he blocked the sap that was sprayed over, felt the growth of internal breath in this meridian, and then looked at the man-eating flower, he was like a hungry wolf seeing food.

He smiled, and his smile was full of ill intentions—

[To be continued]