Bang!

The fist wrapped in crimson vines was held down by the slender fingers.

Feeling the force coming from the fist and comparing it with before, Chen Jing secretly said:

"Strength increased by 40%."

This is nothing, but the next reaction of the demon plant makes it even more dangerous.

If it weren't for the fact that the guy in front of him had no trace of a living person at all, Chen Jing would have really thought that he was fighting a living barbarian, a martial arts master with rich combat experience.

Fists, claws, elbows, knees, shoulders.

In the fight with Chen Jing, the demon plant kept changing its attack rhythm, and from time to time used various combat skills to coordinate with it.

Especially the various unique combat skills related to the crimson vines made Chen Jing suffer a lot.

It would have been better if it was the reckless plant demon from before. Although the crimson vines all over the sky seemed strange, he was still able to easily defeat it at the minimum cost as he was more experienced.

But now this plant demon, which has inherited the combat experience and skills during his lifetime, has greatly increased the pressure on Chen Jing.

After all, he was not in peak condition at this time, and he was already exhausted physically and mentally, so he was very embarrassed to deal with it for a while.

Bang!

The crimson fist passed through Chen Jing's body, and a deafening sonic boom exploded in the void.

Just when Chen Jing was about to counterattack, one after another thick vines on the arm waved by the plant demon suddenly sprang out from the vine armor formed by it. Like a rope, it tightly entangled Chen Jing, who was very close, and exerted a force.

Pull, the other hand that had been prepared suddenly struck out.

"Again!"

Chen Jing, who had been holding back for a while, flashed his eyes coldly. He could have been freed from the entanglement with a struggle. He fell forward in response to the push, and the long legs under him that were ready to go were suddenly pulled out like whips.

Hit the plant monster's waist directly before its fist arrives.

Boom!

Caught off guard, the plant demon slammed into the rock wall on the side. The vine armor on its waist was shattered by the kick, and there was even a little golden flame burning inside.

However, Chen Jing herself was not feeling well either.

There were several deep wounds like pinpricks on the calf dripping with blood.

He glanced at the plant demon.

At this time, except for the opponent's waist, the entire rattan armor had spikes sticking out one after another like a hedgehog.

Not only that, its hands and feet have long fangs extending from its fingers, which are very sharp.

"It's really fucking troublesome!"

Chen Jing shook his head helplessly. No matter how tired he was, he had to grit his teeth and take action.

Ten minutes later, the thunder and fire ended.

Chen Jing, whose face turned pale, was like taking a sauna, sweating profusely.

But his opponent had been broken into pieces, with no possibility of moving again.

The reason why the battle was so tragic was that this guy's vital part was not in his head or heart, but in the core of the vines in his body.

This is hard to find.

He also discovered it after a long trial by observing the surging patterns of vines in the other party's body.

Looking at the remains of the plant monster, he saw that after the death of the opponent, the crimson vines that were still active before instantly withered away and lost any value.

This means that he works hard without any income.

Let’s put the regret aside for now.

Chen Jing took a closer look at the half of the demon's face that was still intact.

After it was no longer covered by vines, it fell clearly into his eyes.

really!

Seeing the familiar tattoos on the opponent's face, Chen Jing had already confirmed that the plant demon in front of him was the Manushir tribe, that is, the tribe whose totem was the "sun" vine.

As for why the other party became like this.

I'm afraid it has something to do with the crimson vines inside his body.

Standing up again, Chen Jing looked around carefully for the first time.

The reason why he fought with the plant demon before was that he never looked at the appearance outside the corridor.

Looking at it now, my eyes suddenly moved.

Isn't this the scene of the Grand Canyon at the end of the mural?

But unlike the grandeur described in the murals, all he could see were ruins.

However, even so, he imagined the original glory of this tribe from the fragmented landscape in his sight.

Putting back the emotion of things being different and people being different, Chen Jing realized that she was at the edge of the Grand Canyon, on a high platform more than 100 meters high.

At your feet is the true location of the Manushir tribe.

On the edge of the canyon on the same level as him, there are also dozens of high platforms and the same corridors like his.

In other words, the passage leading here is not just the one he walked through.

Then it is very likely that at the end of these corridors, there are also barbarian tribes like the barbarian tribes he has seen outside.

What is their relationship with the tribes in the Grand Canyon? Are they a branch of forces from the outside?

If this is the case, then the power of the Manushir tribe in Chen Jing's eyes will undoubtedly reach a higher level.

But why did such a powerful tribe decline?

Chen Jing's mind suddenly surged with countless thoughts, and finally the figure of the demon plant flashed past.

He shook his head.

No matter how hard you guess, it's far less solid than real evidence.

Whether it is to explore the truth, or for the root of the sun in the necklace whose function is not yet known.

Chen Jing must investigate it.

I just hope that there are very few weird creatures like plant demons in this Grand Canyon, or that there are not the best.

After resting for a while to adjust his condition to the best range at the moment, Chen Jing walked slowly down the corridor along the edge of the high platform.

A few minutes later, a large palace about ten meters high and half collapsed appeared first in front of him who had already come down.

Chen Jing did not proceed immediately.

Instead, he walked a little further and looked at the back of the main hall.

The dusty avenue leads into the distance, with ruins of buildings of various shapes standing there. There is no sign of vegetation as far as the eye can see, and the entire canyon is filled with dead silence and coldness.

Then he looked behind him. Except for the corridor he walked, the final directions of the other corridors on the rock wall would all converge here.

In other words, when foreign barbarians arrive at the true core of the tribe, their first stop is the hall in front of them.

I think this hall must be of great significance.

Without any further hesitation, as the first living person to step into the core area of ​​Manushiel in countless years, Chen Jing cautiously entered the hall.

Unlike the outer barbarian tribes, the people disappeared without a trace of fireworks.

Walking into the main hall, the first thing that struck Chen Jing's eyes was the traces of a large battle.

Many of the original ornate barbarian-style decorations were in pieces, and dark blood stains could be seen everywhere.

There once was a very tragic war here, and it was obviously directly related to the decline of the Manushir tribe.

However, one thing worth noting is that, like the barbarian tribes outside, there are no corpses here.

However, Chen Jing didn't have the energy to pay attention to these at this time.

Because he found something familiar in the hall.
Chapter completed!