As Cheng Yifan thought, this group of crocodiles is a group of blood-thirsty and vindictive creatures. Because Cheng Yifan's tragic slaughter of them aroused their resentment, there was a picture of thousands of crocodiles chasing a human being.

The depth of the woods is not large, in order to avoid the crocodiles, Cheng Yifan did not go straight to the Broken Flow Lake, but chose to approach the curve. However, after running for half an hour, he still came to the shore of the broken lake.

At this time, Cheng Yifan had been forcibly using his spiritual power for a long time, and he might have already overdrawn his spiritual power before he had to change it. It's just that for some reason, since he absorbed the spiritual energy in the spirit stone, the roots that grew out of the spiritual root were like a spiritual source, and every time his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, a little spiritual power could always be raised, and then the spiritual root was moisturized again.

It's just that those roots must be too small, and Cheng Yifan still feels overdrawn in his spiritual power at this time.

"If I inhale some more aura, will the tendrils become thicker?" Cheng Yifan thought of those crocodiles' Neidan, and couldn't help but have greed in his heart, "If you absorb those spirit elements, maybe your spiritual power can be improved again." ”

"The most important thing in front of me is to escape!" Cheng Yifan looked at the three giant crocodiles behind him who were getting closer and closer to him, and regained his senses.

In front of him was the Broken Stream Lake, which somehow seemed to him to be the nest of the crocodiles.

He thought about jumping into the lake and swimming to the other side, then escaping into the western mountains, and then sneaking back after the crocodiles left.

However, he soon gave up this idea, and with his current physical strength, not to mention whether this broken lake is the nest of crocodiles, even if he is allowed to swim, he may not be able to swim through.

"This lake must be two kilometers wide!" Cheng Yifan glanced at the broken lake again, and finally gave up the idea of crossing the lake.

"You can't cross this lake, and you can't go back! What if the crocodiles catch up after a while? Cheng Yifan's heart began to become anxious, unlike his previous heroism, he seemed a little helpless at this time.

"Maybe I can hide my breath?" Cheng Yifan glanced at the quagmire not far behind him, and had an idea in his heart.

He had seen the animal world before, and although he didn't know much about crocodiles, he also knew that crocodiles had a very sensitive sense of sight and smell, and they might not be seen when they hid under the mud, but they didn't know how to hide the breath on his body.

"Now, I can only use dead horses as live horse doctors!" Thinking of this, Cheng Yifan quickly rushed towards the three giant crocodiles. Now that his physical strength and spiritual power have been consumed too much, the speed at which he killed the three crocodiles is far less than before, but the three giant crocodiles were still pierced through the head by him with a sword.

Cheng Yifan quickly cut open the crocodile's skull, fortunately, the dagger given by Ye Feifei was very sharp, and after killing a few giant crocodiles, the knife peak did not become dull at all.

He was lucky, each of the three crocodiles had a blood-red spirit element in their heads. The shape and color of the spirit yuan were similar to the one that the scout showed him before, but the size was completely different, these three spirit elements were more than half the size of the one they had seen before, almost half the size of the palm of the hand.

Cheng Yifan didn't know how to distinguish the value of the spirit element, but judging from its size and the aura that overflowed from its surface, he felt that the aura value of these three spirit elements was much more than the one he had seen before.

Putting the three spirit elements in his pocket, he peeled the skin of one of the crocodiles. Then, it deliberately dismantled the crocodile's limbs into several pieces and scattered them around the mud pool.

It was the first time for Cheng Yifan to do such a disgusting thing, he didn't dare to kill a chicken before, but now he can only endure the smell and disgusting in order to survive.

If it weren't for the changes that these experiences and bloodline consciousness have brought to him, he wouldn't have been able to believe that he had become so cruel.

After doing all this, Cheng Yifan put on the crocodile skin that had just been untied from the crocodile, found a quagmire next to the bloody limbs, and jumped in.

The reason why Cheng Yifan put on crocodile skin was just to better hide himself, because he was not sure if the crocodile could see in the mud, he had to make the crocodile feel that "he was just a piece of limb flesh sunk into the mud", and the smell of blood all over the ground was to cover up the smell on his own body.

Not long after he got into the quagmire, Cheng Yifan heard footsteps like a flood. The footsteps are getting denser and frequent. Cheng Yifan knew that many crocodiles had stopped.

"Uh......h Lu...... Purr ......" The giant crocodile kept roaring angrily.

Cheng Yifan, who was in the quagmire, didn't dare to breathe, when he was in Hantan before, the ancestor had taught him the method of using spiritual power to hold qi, so this time he applied it very skillfully, and this method consumed very little spiritual power, almost the same as normal breathing.

Cheng Yifan naturally didn't dare to stick his head out to look at the situation outside the quagmire, but he could guess from the angry roar of the giant crocodile that the group of crocodiles must have seen the blood in that place.

As Cheng Yifan had guessed, the crocodiles roared for a while and then began to frantically search for the abominable human. Many of the larger crocodiles jumped into the surrounding mud and searched for them.

"It's dark under the lights." Cheng Yifan was glad that he had made the right choice, and he hid directly under this pile of limbs. Although the giant crocodile in the crocodile group has a high IQ, it must be a beast, and they never imagined that the cunning human would hide in the most unlikely place to hide people.

"Sigh...... "Countless crocodiles weave through mud pools in search of ....... Several times the crocodile rowed less than two feet away from Cheng Yifan, and a few of them stopped, showing puzzled expressions. Fortunately, there was no danger, and the crocodiles still failed to find Cheng Yifan in the end.

After searching for half an hour, the crocodiles finally gave up their search, and they crawled out of the pool to leave.

Although Cheng Yifan couldn't see it, he could hear the sound of crocodiles crawling out of the ground.

Just as he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly smelled a terrifying and dangerous aura. The breath was far away from him, but it seemed to be beside him. It was an aura of brutal tears and infinite coercion.

Cheng Yifan made a decision immediately, withdrew the spiritual power on his body, and held back his breath with his natural breathing.

"Hmph...... ...... "A huge black shadow in the middle of the lake breathed white air into the dark sky, like a steam train exhaling forward. The sound resounded across the lake, and Cheng Yifan hid in the mire and didn't dare to use his spiritual power, but he could hear it clearly.

The huge black shadow in the middle of the lake spewed out a puff of white vapor and burrowed back into the lake.

In the middle of the film, the crocodiles on the shore of the lake crawled towards the lake as if they had received some order, as if they had forgotten the hateful human, and did not stop for a moment.

It didn't take long for the thousand crocodiles to disappear without a trace, leaving only the pile of dismembered corpses on the ground that still smelled fishy.

Cheng Yifan held his breath under the quagmire, and almost didn't suffocate. He breathed a sigh of relief with his spiritual power, and then began to feel his surroundings.

Because he wasn't sure if the terrifying aura just now was still there, he didn't dare to let his spiritual sense probe too far away.

After making sure that the terrifying aura and the crocodiles were gone, he moved his feet, stepped on the mud a few times, and showed his head with difficulty.

"Hu ......" exhaled deeply, and at this time the sky was already dark, and there was a dead silence all around, and the starry sky was like a wash.

Cheng Yifan's vision is not better than ordinary people, even if he can see far away in the dark.

He looked at the lake in the distance, and once again made sure that the terrifying aura was gone, he squirmed his feet again while he propped up the mud with both hands, intending to climb out of the quagmire and dive back to the meeting place.

He knew that he had disappeared for so long, Ye Feifei and Bai Quan should be worried.

"Luckily, there was no danger." He touched the spirit yuan in his pocket and chuckled, "This is a reward." "If you kick your feet hard, you're going to climb out of the quagmire.

I don't know if it was too hard or the mud was already muddy, he couldn't borrow the strength of this kick, and the mud under his feet was like water, scattering in all directions.

Cheng Yifan kicked two more feet uncertainly, this time the mud dispersed faster, and even the two places of mud that he had stepped on under his feet slipped away, and his feet were empty, and the soles of his feet were actually stepping on the water. He tried to lift his feet, but found that the mud around him was slowly flowing down the ground.

"It's a swamp!" Cheng Yifan immediately knew what he had encountered. In the past, when he saw those images of falling into the swamp on TV, he never understood why those people couldn't use any strength.

He believes that the volume of the quagmire remains the same, and the density will increase when people fall into it, and it should be possible to borrow force from it.

Now he fell in and realized what was going on: "Not only did he not have the slightest strength, but his body kept sinking down with the soil, like a hole suddenly broken in the ground, and the density did not increase, but kept getting smaller." ”

Cheng Yifan's sinking speed was not fast, after half a pillar of incense, his head sank into the quagmire again, his limbs couldn't use his strength, and he could only watch his body sink down.

He began to use his spiritual power to maintain his breathing.

The speed of sinking is still so slow, and I don't know how long it took, Cheng Yifan found that his spiritual power was getting weaker and weaker, and it was getting harder and harder to breathe, and his body was still sinking down.

Cheng Yifan knew that no one would come to save him, because he was too far from the ground for anyone to know where he was.

Surrounded by endless darkness, he no longer dared to use any spiritual power to observe the environment, he had to use all his spiritual power to maintain his breathing.

"Am I going to die here?" In his mind, the passage of this life kept flashing.

From birth to graduation from university, everything was so normal. It wasn't until he found the suicide note in his ancestral house that his life began to be wonderful until he entered Wuyun Mountain.

It's a pity that the excitement has just begun, and he died here for no apparent reason, dying in an inexplicable and wonderful enchantment.

"No!" His heart was full of unwillingness, he didn't want to die, he was so afraid of death for the first time.

"Afraid of death?" No, he doesn't think so. He feels that it is a respect for life, a responsibility for himself and his relatives.

He kept mobilizing his spiritual power, and the filaments at the spiritual root dried up and moistened again and again, dried and moistened, and kept repeating.

I don't know how many times it was repeated, those filaments finally lost their vitality, and Cheng Yifan also lost his vitality, just like the sleeping worm in his stomach, which seemed to be lifeless, but always hung a breath.

Cheng Yifan, who lost consciousness, did not stop sinking, and the quagmire was like a bottomless pit, so deep that there was no end.