Sure enough, the crocodile lived up to the name of the big stupid crocodile given to it by Tang Mo, hesitated slightly, but still couldn't resist the temptation of revenge, and staggered towards Tang Mo.

Tang Mo just looked at the crocodile with his spare eyes, still concentrating on climbing down the rope.

She was seven or eight meters above the ground, and she climbed very slowly, as if waiting for the big stupid crocodile to come.

Even if the crocodile has just opened a little consciousness, it is not as complex as a human brain, how can it understand the meaning behind these movements.

Soon crawling under the rope, the crocodile opened its mouth and bit upward.

The crocodile's mouth was wide open, carrying a huge head, and its teeth were only a little more than a meter away from Tang Mo's calf.

This is also the crocodile's biological attribute limit, and the bounce is not very good, but if it can jump up again, it can swallow Tang Mo in one bite.

Now is the time!

Seeing that the crocodile opened its mouth as he expected, Tang Mo instantly climbed up a distance, and then the wind blade that had already been condensed shot into the crocodile's open mouth at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

The speed of the wind blade was deliberately trained for a long time by Tang Mo.

The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable.

The power of the Wind Blade almost entirely depends on the stat value of Tang Mo's mental power.

However, as long as you can increase the attack speed a little more, the more powerful it will be.

Tang Mo likes to ponder these things very much, and often as long as he uses his brain, he can achieve twice the result with half the effort in cultivation.

The distance was too close, and the speed of the wind blades was too fast, and by the time the crocodile reacted to something approaching and closed its mouth, it had already swallowed all those wind blades into its stomach.

In general, strange beasts are always alert to the proximity of danger.

That's why Tang Mo came up with such a method with himself as bait.

She had been running away for so long that the crocodile had never thought that the prey she had been chasing would still have the power to fight back.

Whether it is a human or a beast, as long as you underestimate the enemy, you will definitely make mistakes.

And some mistakes are fatal and can only be made once in a lifetime.

The wind blade was composed of Tang Mo's spiritual power, and even if it was swallowed into his stomach, it was still completely controlled by Tang Mo.

The crocodile's skin is extremely hard, which does not mean that its internal organs are also made of steel and iron.

In the end, it is nothing more than flesh and blood.

It was a little difficult for the wind blade at the end of the Tang Dynasty to break through the crocodile's armor, but now in this situation, it has become a sharp weapon.

The wind blades rampaged through the crocodile's body, shattering all the internal organs, flesh, and bones......

The huge crocodile was rolling on the ground in pain, and the ground shook slightly because of its size.

But at this time, it was already a knife on the board at the end of the Tang Dynasty, and it did not have the strength to resist.

Tang Mo withdrew the rope into the space and sat on the branches, dangling his legs.

With a calm face, he watched the crocodile that was originally fierce and chasing her roll on the ground in pain, losing its vitality little by little.

This is the law of the jungle in the rainforest.

After the crocodile stopped moving completely, Tang Mo observed for a while, then jumped down from the tree and kicked the crocodile in the head.

Tang Mo kicked the crocodile's huge head in the wrong direction.

Click, that's the sound of a skull shattering.

This kick was for the master of the severed hand.

Tang Mo took out the broken wind and poked the crocodile's jaw a few times.

After making sure that the crocodile was dead thoroughly, Tang Mo put the crocodile into his own space.

The open space in her space was large, and there were hedras stacked near the warehouse, and a place was set aside at the very edge to store the corpses of the alien beasts.

You must know that these are all high-level alien beasts, and the high-level crystal nucleus Tang Mo is too lazy to take it from the alien beast now.

But these good materials are the best treasures for equipping weapons, and since you have this space in your own home, it must not be wasted.

After dealing with all this, Tang Mo looked in the direction of the fruit forest.

This was where the signal was cut off, and she knew there must be some great danger inside.

But there is a great possibility that Qin Ling and his party are inside.

Since she has already thought of coming alone, even if it is a sea of swords and fires, she will have to break through, how can there be a reason to turn back now.

Wiped the blood stains on the broken wind and held it tightly, and Tang Mo walked into the fruit forest.

It seems to be a different world from other places.

The towering trees that cannot be seen at the top of the sky grow sparsely around in a circle, and the low fruit trees in the middle grow densely together.

Tang Mo cautiously approached and looked at the fruits.

It is a large, thin-skinned yellow fruit, each the size of two adults' fists.

It looks very tender and juicy, and the sweetness makes people can't help but mouthful.

She picked a few of them and put them in her own space, ready to take them back to Jingjing's little gluttonous cat to try the poison before eating it.

Now this is dangerous, she doesn't dare to eat strange things here, and she can't afford any accidents.

Just when Tang Mo was picking the fruit, he suddenly felt as if his trouser leg was being pulled by something.

Out of vigilance in an unfamiliar environment, Tang Mo subconsciously jumped three meters away with the fruit in his hand that had not yet come and put it into the space.

Looking down again, Tang Mo was startled.

In the position where Tang Mo was just standing, there was a little black-haired orangutan standing there, glaring at Tang Mo with an angry expression.

This is an orangutan cub.

Tang Mo panicked.

The little gorilla is not scary, but the scary thing is that the little gorilla is his mother, his parents, brothers and sisters, and seven aunts and eight aunts.

In this apocalypse, the attack power of adult orangutans is almost unimaginable at the end of the Tang Dynasty......

At that moment, Tang Mo's first thought was that this place was much more dangerous than she imagined, and it was the best choice to quit now.

But apparently this optimal option was not on her radar.

Tang Mo settled down and carefully observed the little orangutan.

It was about just above the height of her knees, and she had a small wreath on her head.

"You want this?" Tang Mo pointed to the yellow fruit in his hand.

At this moment, it is not a good choice to be the enemy of this little orangutan.

"Put it down. It's mine. ”

The voice is very immature and not smooth, like a baby who has just learned to speak.

Tang Mo never imagined that one day, she would be able to hear human words from the mouth of an orangutan.

This world is really too mysterious.

It seems that the crocodile brother just now is still shallow, otherwise he would be able to understand Tang Mo's words scolding him if he went a little deeper.

"Yours?"

Tang Mo understood what the little orangutan meant, bent down, and gently put the yellow fruit in his hand on the ground.

She had already installed a lot of space in the space, and there was no need to anger the little ancestor in front of her for such a fruit.

Seeing this human acquaintance, the little gorilla's expression was much better, and he was no longer so angry.

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