When Fang He came out of the customs, it was already three months later.

During this period of time, he has a clearer understanding of all the abilities he possesses, and he has also connected various forces more closely, and his strength has changed drastically.

But what made Fang He feel speechless was that although the growth of strength was considerable, the realm was still standing still, this was Shangguan Yun's help, if it weren't for that, I am afraid that at least a whole realm would have fallen!

Moreover, Shangguan Yun's help to him was not limited to this, he had already found a way out for him when he was concentrating on cultivation, and he also used his own aura to perfectly reproduce all these scenes.

When Fang He succeeds, he will be able to completely disappear in front of everyone through this retreat, so as to avoid some unnecessary troubles.

So, when everyone was still looking forward to witnessing the birth of a Saint Realm powerhouse, the main master Fang He had already left this place early and came to the edge of Blue Moon Creek.

Blue Moon Creek, although the name has a stream, but it is actually a swamp, and it seems more appropriate to call it Blue Moon Swamp. However, Fang He didn't pay much attention to this, maybe there was a historical origin in it.

The swamp is wide and stretches to the end of the line.

Viewed from above, the dotted waterholes shine like the stars, and the meadows are like lonely boats traveling in the starry sky, which looks ordinary and unusual.

Finding someone in such a vast swamp was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack, but Fang He had a reason to have to find it, not only because this was the first place name in Zhongzhou that he knew, but also the location of the joint that Ji Lingtian had told him.

It was after stepping into the swamp range that Fang He could no longer continue to fly in the air, because there was an amazing suction force coming from the swamp, and there was also endless oppression in the air, Rao is Fang He's strength had greatly increased, and he couldn't fight against it, and according to the preliminary estimate, I am afraid that even the Holy Realm powerhouse would be difficult to keep flying.

As a last resort, Fang He could only land on the ground and grope forward cautiously.

After landing, Fang He discovered the abnormality of the swamp, which was obviously full of life, but he had never found any traces of living activities, and the water in the waterhole also emitted an unpleasant stench, like a corpse rotting

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taste.

Moreover, the staggered meadows were also very soft, and they could not carry Fang He's weight at all.

Therefore, although Fang He landed on the meadow, he did not retract it, nor could he recover the spiritual power that maintained the volley, although the speed was not as good as usual, it was more laborious than ordinary times to fly at extreme speed.

What's even more strange is that although Fang He found no traces of life activities in this boundless meadow and waterhole, there were bursts of breathing sound all the time below, and even the meadow under his feet was flying up and down with this burst of breathing, which was why he didn't choose to rush at full speed.

After crossing hundreds of meadows in a row, the scene in front of me did not change in the slightest, and as I went deeper and deeper into the swamp, no matter which direction I looked, what I saw and heard was exactly the same, like a huge labyrinth, which was completely different from the situation from above.

If I hadn't left a mark along the way, I'm afraid I would have lost my way.

But even so, Fang He was inevitably a little nervous in his heart, and even occasionally had a feeling of palpitations.

This palpitation is not only due to the immutability of the environment, but also from the underground adsorption, the oppressive force in the air, and the sound of breathing that worsens from time to time.

When Fang He stepped over a backwater pool to another meadow again, the feeling of palpitations suddenly became stronger than ever.

At the same time, there was a sudden rumbling sound in the puddle that he had just crossed behind him, as if something had rushed out of the water.

Turning his head, he saw a monster with a snake-like body with a crocodile head and a serpentine body rushing towards him, so fast that there was no way to avoid it.

Seeing this monster, Fang He couldn't help but exclaim: "Crocodile! ”

It was too late to say that it was too fast, although he couldn't borrow strength under his feet, but he had maintained a high concentration of his mind since he stepped into the swamp from the beginning, and he was also well prepared, and he reacted the moment the monster appeared, and the Spirit Void Ancient Sword in his hand flew over, and the Dao Dao sword light shot out like a substance.

Boom! Boom! Qiang~

Fang He's sword qi slashed at the crocodile Jiao's body as if it was slashed at gold and iron, bursts of fire erupted, and he couldn't break through the crocodile Jiao's defense at all, nor could he stop the crocodile Jiao for a moment.

You must know that although Fang He's sword qi was issued at random, he also used nearly half of his strength, just

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There was no blessing of the power of the sword heart and the original soul, which made Fang He very shocked in his heart.

However, shock is shock, the fight still has to be fought, since it can't work without blessing the sword heart and the power of the soul, then use all your strength, anyway, it can be continuously cast with the previous sword qi.

Although Fang He's sword qi didn't have any effect on the crocodile Jiao, it angered it, and the speed of pounce on Fang He was significantly faster.

However, it was fast, Fang He was faster than it, and as soon as it rushed closer, a golden long sword was pressed against its jaw, and at the same time, two Dao swords flew out from behind Fang He, shooting straight towards the crocodile Jiao's eyes.

These three positions are not tricky, they are the most vulnerable parts of the crocodile, Rao is crocodile Jiao has enough confidence in his own defense and does not dare to be tough with it, so he can only stop the forward momentum.

After all, it was a crocodile, and the attack method was not so single, as soon as he stopped rushing forward, a giant tail swept towards Fang He, and the strength was so strong that it actually tore apart the space!

Because the speed was too fast, Fang He had no time to dodge even if he had expected it, so he could only sacrifice the sword domain to resist.

But even though the sword domain's defense power was amazing, countless cracks appeared at the moment of contact with the crocodile's tail, and the body couldn't stop flying out at the same time.

Flying upside down with it, there was also the Spirit Void Ancient Sword that was against the crocodile's jaw, and only two Dao Swords still maintained an attack posture.

Rumble!

Rumble!

There were two loud noises in a row, and the crocodile Jiao under the pain suddenly let out a hiss, as if the attack of the two Dao swords had achieved certain results.

However, this was just Fang He's imagination, when the Dao Sword was less than an inch away from the pupil, the crocodile Jiao closed his eyes, causing all the Dao Sword's attacks to fall on the eyelids, and although the eyelids were not as hard as the rest of the body, they were full of toughness, leaving only two gray sword marks on the eyelids.

Compared with the crocodile, Fang He's situation was much more tragic, under one tail, his body was like a river and a sea, and his breath became disordered, and as soon as he stopped flying upside down, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Although the crocodile was a beast, its combat skills were more subtle than ordinary people, and its defense was also very amazing, which made the hand-to-hand combat that Fang He had always been proud of suffer a dumb loss.

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