After Zimo went into the water, he found that although the river was not big, it was very deep, he had dived more than 20 meters before it reached the end, and the water below was very fast, if ordinary people would definitely not be able to bear it, let alone the cricket, no wonder the old fish head did not let Chan'er come here to catch fish.

Zimo's body was already stronger than that of many monks, and he dared to go down to the whirlpool of destruction, so he naturally didn't care about the power of this current, and he was like a swimming fish underwater, and began to look around.

But what made Zimo strange was that he searched for a long time, but he didn't see the existence of a fish, and Zimo frowned slightly.

Since the crickets were able to catch fish in this river before, why are there no fish now, are they all caught by the tribesmen?

Because he was afraid that the crickets would worry about him, half an hour later, Zimo swam out of the river and saw the crickets walking back and forth on the riverbank.

According to Jiao'er's idea, it would be good for a person to hold on to half a cup of tea in the water, but Brother Cicada has been down for half an hour and hasn't come up yet, so it shouldn't be something wrong.

Zimo threw the wooden stick in his hand on the ground, bit his lip and said, "Jiao'er, why don't you have any fish in this river?" ”

Jiao'er gestured in Zimo's palm for a long time, probably meaning Zimo also understood, it turned out that half a year ago, Jiao'er wanted to catch fish for his grandfather to eat, but he didn't see a fish, he was very disappointed, the tribe told him that it should be a change of season, the fish have changed places, and they will come back after a while, and no one cares about it.

But there is one thing that everyone thinks is very strange, that is, half a year ago, three good fishermen in the tribe suddenly disappeared, and now I don't know where they went, and the old people in the tribe think that they may have met people from other tribes and were killed, and since then grandpa has not allowed him to come to the river to catch fish.

Frowning slightly, after thinking about it, Zi Mo felt that this matter was a bit strange, why did it be the fisherman who disappeared and not someone else, could it be that the three of them went out fishing together and met people from other tribes?

It's too much of a coincidence, could it be that there's something weird in this river?

"Cricket, you climb to the tree first, and I'll go down again."

Zimo was worried about any danger, so he simply asked the cricket to wait for him on the tree, and he was going to go down to find out.

The worm pulled Zimo, signaled him not to go down, and asked him to leave.

"Don't worry, it's okay, you wait for me here, just don't walk around."

Zimo picked up the wooden stick and was about to go into the water, after thinking about it, he found an iron bamboo tree next to it, and cut three iron bamboo sticks that were more than a foot long and extremely sharp.

Looking at these weapons of his own, Zimo couldn't help but smile bitterly, but as long as he had a little vitality, he could open the storage bracelet, or release the flying sword, and he would not hold a few iron bamboo sticks for self-defense.

This time, after Zimo dived underwater, he began to look deeper, he always felt that there was an inexplicable danger lurking underwater, although he had no divine sense, but he could still feel some danger.

When he dive to about thirty meters, Zimo finally saw the bottom of the river, with many fish bones and the remains of some other animals below.

Zimo found a deep cave under several raised rocks at the bottom of the river, the entrance of which was more than two meters wide.

When he was thinking about whether there was something in it, suddenly the whole cave shook, Zimo felt that something was coming out, he quickly retreated a few meters, his eyes fixed on the entrance of the cave.

Soon after, a spirit beast seven or eight meters long, which looked a little like a crocodile, but had a single horn in its head, swam out.

When Zimo saw this spirit beast, his eyes were stunned, and he secretly said in his heart, "Isn't this the water crocodile beast recorded in the spirit beast catalog, how can it be found here, isn't it only existing in the Muyue Continent, is it sucked in by the destruction vortex?" However, the Destruction Vortex connected to the Xuan Peak and even the powerhouses of the Shattered Realm could fall, and only how did the Water Crocodile Beast at the peak of Qi Gathering come in alive. ”

Shaking his head, Zimo couldn't figure it out for a while.

It is still important to deal with this water crocodile beast in front of him, this beast's cultivation is generally at the peak of the Qi Gathering Period, and it seems that it will take a lot of effort to do it.

Water crocodile beasts like to devour fish and small spirit beasts, and they once harmed the Moon Continent for a while, and every time they go to a place, they will become a scourge of a water, so the monks are very disgusted with them.

There are still a few of them that can come ashore to attack humans, and later a strong man came forward and wiped out most of the water crocodile beasts.

When the water crocodile beast saw Zimo, it was as if it had seen delicious food, its eyes flashed with a fierce light, and its four legs slashed hard in the water, rushing towards Zimo at a very fast speed, and when it was still about three meters away from Zimo, it opened its bloody mouth.

Seeing the water crocodile beast like this, Zimo smiled slightly, stuck the stick in his hand on the ground, and then stretched out his hands and directly supported the water crocodile beast's mouth.

The water crocodile beast originally thought that this human was just food to fill its stomach, but who knew that it was even more powerful than it.

Its mouth was propped up, and its whole body began to spin, trying to break free of Zimo's hands.

The cricket who was on a big tree on the shore saw a surge in the river, and he was so frightened that he hugged the trunk tightly, and at the same time he was also very worried about whether something would happen to Brother Cicada.

At this time, although Zimo supported the mouth of the water crocodile beast, but for a while there was really no way to take him, he exerted his arms, shook it hard, picked up a semicircle of the water crocodile beast in the air, and fell to the underwater rock, while the water crocodile beast had not yet reacted, he pulled out the iron bamboo on the ground and rushed up.

The water crocodile beast had no intelligence, and it instinctively felt that it couldn't beat the enemy in front of it, so it wanted to slip away, but how could Zimo follow its wishes, reach out and grab the tail of the water crocodile beast, and the iron bamboo in his hand stabbed towards its body.

But after a stab, I found that it was only an inch.

"I didn't expect this water crocodile beast scale armor to be strong."

Zimo secretly said in his heart, he pulled the tail of the water crocodile beast hard, and pulled its entire body back six or seven meters, and the water crocodile beast repeated the old trick, turning its body over, trying to break free, but what Zimo was waiting for was its flip, because there was no scale armor on the belly of this beast.

The iron bamboo in his hand stabbed at the belly of the water crocodile beast.

"Poof!"

A sound of piercing into the flesh came, and the entire iron bamboo pierced in half, and the water crocodile beast was in pain, which stimulated the beast's nature, and burst out with huge force, throwing off Zimo and wanting to escape.

But the iron bamboo on the belly was still there, Zimo stretched out his right hand like lightning, held the iron bamboo under its belly, and swiped it in the opposite direction of its swimming, and the entire belly of the water crocodile beast was scratched.

A quarter of an hour later, the water crocodile's blood stained the river red, and its entire body turned over and stopped moving.

The crickets on the shore had already come down from the trees, and when he saw the blood in the river, he was very alarmed, thinking it was Zimo's blood.

Just as he was about to go back and call someone, there was a "bang", the river churned, and a huge animal body appeared on the water, and the cricket was so frightened that the whole person retreated, tripped his heel on the way back, and sat on the ground with his butt.

He had never seen such an animal before, it was more than seven or eight meters long, covered with scales, and had a single horn on its head, and it looked extremely ferocious, much larger than the animals usually hunted by hunters.

"It seems that Brother Cicada is more auspicious!"

At this moment, the sorrow overpowered the fear, and he wanted to call Zimo's name, but he was originally mute, how could he shout, he could only open his mouth and let out "Ahhh His anxious eyes were already filled with tears.

While the cricket was crying sadly, the giant beast "swam" towards the shore, as if it was going to eat him.

The cricket also closed her eyes in resignation, and after a few breaths, the cricket felt that she was still alive and not dead, and the giant beast did not seem to come.

The cricket let go of his courage and opened his eyes, and then he saw a figure emerge from under the giant beast, who else could it be if it wasn't Zimo?

Zimo also had a rare child's heart, and wanted to scare and scare the cricket, but when he surfaced and found that the cricket was panicked and closed his eyes and waited for death, he also knew that he was making a big joke, after all, he was such a young child, he had never seen a water crocodile beast, and seeing that this kid had tears in the corners of his eyes, was he scared to cry?

Seeing that Zimo was safe and sound, Jiao'er cried with joy, ran to Zimo's side, grabbed his shirt, and sobbed.

"You kid is too timid!"

Seeing Jiao'er like this, Zimo knew that he was worried about himself, and deliberately teased him.

It didn't take long for Jiao'er to stop his tears, wipe his eyes, and his whole eyes were also attracted by the water crocodile beast, looking at the water crocodile beast, his little face was full of incredulity.

He wrote in the palm of Zimo's hand, "You killed it? What is it? ”

"Yes, this is a water crocodile, with this water crocodile beast, we can eat meat for a long time, you don't have to eat wild vegetables every day."

Zimo smiled slightly and spoke.

Hearing that the meat that could be eaten for a long time, the cricket was very happy, and looked back and forth around the water crocodile beast, as if he was worried that it was not dead, and he did not dare to approach.

It wasn't until Zimo turned the body of the water crocodile beast over that he was sure that it was dead, and reached out to touch the water crocodile beast, unable to believe that there was such a big beast, let alone being killed by Brother Cicada.

Such a huge beast, even the best hunter of the tribe could not kill it, and his heart actually raised a sense of admiration for this cicada brother.

"Brother Cicada, are you an immortal?"

Jiao'er remembered what his grandfather told him when he was a child, there are immortals in this world, and immortals are not only infinitely powerful, but also can fly to the sky and the earth, and can do anything.

But he didn't see it, but his heart was very yearning, longing to see the immortals one day.

"I'm not an immortal, I'm just an ordinary person with a lot of strength!"

Zimo smiled bitterly and shook his head, to be precise, he was a monk, and he had nothing to do with immortals.

Although the blood on the water crocodile beast flowed a lot, Zimo was thinking that since it was a spirit beast, then through their blood, he should be able to restore his vitality a little.

So he used a knife to separate the belly of the water crocodile beast, and then reached out and held a handful of blood, he first put it under his nose and smelled it, the fishy smell was very strong, I don't know how much worse it was compared to the barbecue, but for the sake of vitality, it was the only way.

The blood of the water crocodile beast smelled heavier, and he almost didn't let Zimo spit it out, but he still swallowed it, and after drinking the blood in his hand, Zimo hurriedly tried to see if it would produce a trace of vitality, but he was disappointed, and he didn't have the slightest vitality, but he just felt that his body was slightly hot.

Zimo was a little depressed at the moment, if this is the case, then how do the people here cultivate? It seems that when you go back, you need to ask the old fish head to see if he understands that he can't waste his time in this place all the time.