At the moment when the golden snake's soft sword pierced the giant tooth crocodile, the mouth that was about to fall also came to an abrupt end at this moment.

At this moment, Lu Ming was already shocked into a cold sweat, and even the blood flowing from his forehead didn't have the heart to deal with it for the time being.

Almost!

If Lu Ming's reaction just now was a little slower, if Lu Ming was an ordinary martial artist, if he couldn't trigger other martial arts while using the Immortal Golden Body.

There are too many, too many, if any of them go wrong, Lu Ming will be a corpse at this moment.

With the bite force of the giant tooth crocodile, Lu Ming, who was bitten by it, would not have any chance of survival.

After a short period of recovery, Lu Ming pushed the megalodon away with palpitations, and looked at the corpse of the megalodon lying on the ground, and Lu Ming realized the horror of this place.

In order to avoid being hypnotized by the phantom moth, Lu Ming just now blocked his sense of smell, and at the same time got stained with swamp water.

In this case, Lu Ming's sense of smell has been completely lost, and because of the swamp water, Lu Ming's senses will also be greatly affected.

This is also why, this huge megalodon has obviously approached Lu Ming, but Lu Ming has not noticed it at all.

In other words, if Lu Ming wants to defend against the phantom moth, then he must be attacked by the megalodon.

If you want to defend yourself against the Megalodon, you must be hypnotized by the phantom moth.

Either way, it's deadly.

And in this misty swamp, God knows what other beasts there are.

If it wasn't the megalodon that just appeared but other speed-type beasts, Lu Ming would already be a corpse at this moment!

Fortunately, although the megalodon has an amazing bite force, its huge body and huge mouth take time to hunt prey.

Although this time was very short, it was still reacted by Lu Ming.

"No wonder Uncle Jian, they never go deeper!"

Lu Ming couldn't help but mutter.

The price of a third-grade beast is a hundred times that of a first-grade beast, and each beast core is the price of 10,000 alliance coins.

If you can kill a dozen heads here, then you can live comfortably for at least a few years.

With the strength of Uncle Jian and the others, there is no problem at all with a lone beast like this.

But the problem is also here, Uncle Jian regards the alien beast as prey, but once they are taken as prey by the alien beast, and another surprise attack, with their strength, they can't resist it at all.

Human life and money are obviously more important than the former.

Lu Ming cleaned his sense of smell and the swamp mud on his face, compared to the phantom moth that had been cracked by Lu Ming, the threat of the megalodon was obviously greater.

Lu Ming touched his forehead, hurriedly took out a bandage from his backpack, and bandaged it carefully.

Fortunately, Lu Ming's Immortal Golden Body was cultivated to a state of Great Perfection, which was more powerful than the ordinary Immortal Golden Body, otherwise even a moment would be enough to smash Lu Ming's head.

After doing all this, Lu Ming began to dispose of the carcass of the megalodon again.

The beast tendons and animal skins of the three-grade giant tooth crocodile are all treasures, but it is a pity that Lu Ming can only take away the animal tendons and beast cores, and other things can only be wasted here.

Lu Ming looked up at the front, and after a little hesitation, he finally chose to continue walking.

Although this journey is thrilling, if you don't pay attention to it, you will die.

But I have to admit that under this battle, Lu Ming has learned more things, and he is more sensitive to the prediction of danger.

Moreover, the martial art of psychedelic hypnosis also made Lu Ming feel like a tiger, if it is released together with the Lost Mind Roar, he will definitely lose consciousness for a short time!

Unexpectedly, Lu Ming could even kill a fourth-grade or even fifth-grade martial artist in seconds!

The progress of strength made Lu Ming more determined to move forward.

Moreover, at the moment, Lu Ming actually has no more choices.

Born in a poor family, if he can't make achievements in strength, then how can Lu Ming make money?

Whether it is the improvement or learning of martial arts, or Lu Kexin's medical treatment, Lu Ming needs a large number of alliance coins.

Strength has become extremely important at this moment!

Lu Ming walked cautiously in the swamp, and those miasma snakes seemed to see that Lu Ming was not easy to mess with, and wherever Lu Ming went, they would definitely scatter around.

Gradually, Lu Ming has come to the depths of the swamp, the miasma here has become more and more rare, and the swamp has become more difficult to walk, and the unpleasant miasma makes Lu Ming almost nauseous.

What's even more terrifying is that layer of fog, the fog is getting thicker and thicker, even Lu Ming's eyesight can only see a distance of three or five meters.

This distance seems not to be short, but it makes Lu Ming's heart rise to his throat.

The distance of three or five meters is already the attack range of many alien beasts, that is to say, Lu Ming may receive a charged blow at any time.

Lu Ming didn't know where this blow came from, and he didn't know when it would appear, but Lu Ming had to block it!

Lu Ming walked slower and slower, and the more he walked, the more careful he became, and that hand was always on his waist and did not dare to move.

Suddenly, Lu Ming's sword fell, and a corpse fell into the swamp.

If you look closely, it's a monkey-like monster.

Lu Ming didn't go to get its beast core, but looked around with a solemn expression.

"Quack Quack ......"

Strange cries came one after another, and in the fog around Lu Ming, the black shadows of the Dao continued to streak.

With each slide, Lu Ming noticed that the fog around him was even worse, and the miasma became thicker.

Miasma monkeys!

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, and then rushed forward without hesitation.

These miasma monkeys are just a different beast, with average strength and ability, but they are social species and very vindictive.

If Lu Ming doesn't kill them, they will always haunt Lu Ming.

As soon as Lu Ming rushed into the mist, the screams of the miasma monkey immediately sounded.

These alien beasts with only one-grade cultivation are not Lu Ming's enemies at all.

But with Lu Ming's attack, more and more miasma monkeys were involved, they were dense, everywhere, and the terrifying screams became deafening, making people's scalps tingle.

Lu Ming killed more and more, faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, there were miasma monkey corpses everywhere, and the pungent smell of blood also filled the air at this moment, mixed with the stench of the swamp, which was very unpleasant.

Just when Lu Ming was halfway through the killing, the miasma monkeys suddenly disappeared, and even their strange screams came to an abrupt end at this time.

"Do you know you're scared?"

Lu Ming sneered disdainfully.

A group of first-class beasts were not taken into Lu Ming's eyes at all.

At this moment, Lu Ming only felt a tremor in the ground, and then Lu Ming saw that those vines that were originally messily coiled everywhere suddenly rushed towards Lu Ming.

They were extremely fast, and they came in front of Lu Ming almost in the blink of an eye!

"What's the situation?"

Lu Ming frowned, and his body hurriedly retreated to another place.