Chapter 137: The Plague of the Python
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After fighting for most of the day, everyone couldn't even kill a demon crocodile, and Teng Wei couldn't help but curse.
At the beginning, Han Chen was in the treasure house of the Imperial Ancient Palace, and he got a defensive fighting weapon - Black Marsh Crocodile Leather Armor. That is directly refined from the skin and flesh of the black swamp demon crocodile, and there are almost no auxiliary materials, which shows how strong the defense of this black swamp demon crocodile is.
The splash of water mixed with blood intensified. When the crowd finally reached the target water, half of them had already been left in the waterhole forever.
Under the leadership of several strong men, everyone quickly swam into the deep water.
At this point, most of the martial artists who can survive, except for a few who are lucky, are the elite of the three major forces.
This water area is extremely deep, and the speed and flexibility of everyone's swimming in the water are far less than that of the demon crocodile, and the loss of troops will be inevitable.
After another fierce battle, everyone finally reached the bottom of the water, and a cave about ten meters in diameter jumped in front of everyone.
Covered in deep water, the cave looks pitch black and bottomless, and you don't know how dangerous it is.
Without thinking much about it, everyone rushed towards the cave.
"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......"
The sound of boulders entering the water suddenly sounded in everyone's ears. Everyone's bodies sank suddenly, and they fell down sharply involuntarily.
To everyone's surprise, there was not a deeper body of water under the cave, but a passage more than ten meters high. What's even more amazing is that while you are underwater, the entire passage is not watery.
Fortunately, everyone reacted quickly and made timely adjustments in the process of falling, so that they did not fall