Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1521 The siege of monsters is endless
  "Damn it!" Zhang Yan cursed and quickly cut off the vine man wrapped around his legs. But this vine seems to be able to regenerate continuously, and it immediately recovers after being cut off. The long thorns on the vine scratched Zhang Yan's clothes and drew white marks on his skin.

The flowers in the grass beside him suddenly grew larger and suddenly stood up, even taller than Zhang Yan. The flower core turned into a big mouth, grinning at Zhang Yan, showing its fangs and letting out a meaningless roar. The huge flower demon faced Zhang Yan's face and sprayed out a rich demonic aura filled with sweet floral fragrance.

"This floral fragrance has a hypnotic effect and can make people insane." Xiao Yan immediately analyzed.

"It doesn't matter, it shouldn't work on me." Zhang Yan said.

The surrounding plants turned into monsters the moment the thousand-year-old purple lingzhi was plucked. Although they were all plant monsters with low cultivation, there were too many of them. They came in dense numbers and could continue to regenerate. As soon as Zhang Yan cut off the root of the flower demon in front of him, the big tree running next to him stretched out its growing branches and attacked Zhang Yan. A big mouth sprouted from the branches of the tree demon, and it shouted angrily: "Damn human! How dare you steal Purple Linzhi! I will cut you into pieces!"

"You got the wrong person, okay!" Zhang Yan complained with black lines on his face. He kept waving his sword and cutting off the branches that were stretched out. Without paying attention, his left hand was entangled by the vines of another flower demon. Living. After finally breaking free, his legs were tied up by the roots of an unknown tree demon. The sharp thorns growing from the roots kept digging into Zhang Yan's skin.

"It's endless! Why are there so many demons!" Zhang Yan struck out with a palm, and the flower demons on the left immediately dissipated. Without looking back, he immediately used his sword to block the branches that were attacking quickly from the right.

"It seems that Purple Linzhi not only has excellent healing effects, but also has the effect of suppressing demonic power. I don't know which noble in the city was injured by the demonic beast. Moreover, if such a level of demonic suppressing medicine is used, it must not be the one who was injured by the demonic beast. Injured by ordinary monsters." Xiao Yan analyzed.

Zhang Yan secretly remembered in his heart that the endless stream of monsters in front of him left him no time to think about this. He needed to break out of the encirclement as soon as possible and could not be dragged away anymore.

These vegetation monsters are extremely familiar with this land. They constantly coordinate with each other to change the terrain, blocking Zhang Yan's attempts to break out of the encirclement. They can also emerge from the ground from time to time, catching Zhang Yan off guard.

"Boom!" Zhang Yan used his hands and feet together. He had a strong physique and punched out with all his strength. The wind was so strong that it stirred up the air around him, and a row of strong and tall tree demons fell to the ground. With a side kick, another group of monsters disappeared on the spot.

"Why don't they go after that damn Chu Nianci! Zi Linzhi is obviously with him!" Zhang Yan was angry in his heart. He was cautious, but he was still tricked at the critical moment. Look at how Chu Nianci ran away. Decisive, he must have wanted to make himself a target from the beginning so that he could go back with Purple Linzhi to receive the reward.

The intelligence I told Zhang Yan before was that there were only a few dozen monsters here, but the current situation is that almost all the plants in the dense forest have mutated! It seems that this thousand-year-old Purple Linzhi is something special, not an ordinary treasure.

But what Chu Nianci didn't calculate was that even if the number of monsters here changed from dozens to hundreds or thousands, Zhang Yan could still deal with them.

"We can't continue like this."

(End of this chapter)