Jumping off the stone pillar, shaking his whole body, he became a beast, looking like a giant crocodile, but there was no flesh and blood in his body, only bones, wrapped in dark red flames, and even a pair of eyes became two clusters of fireworks.

Is this a beast, a demon, or just a puppet......

Chen Sanlang couldn't identify it, but it was clear from the fluctuations on the demon rope that the other party did not belong to the category of monsters, but was more similar to mechanical objects. To put it bluntly, it is a finished product that has been specially processed by a secret method. This is not unfamiliar, such as the Shura Demon Ride!

The effect of the demon binding rope is difficult to come in handy, and the evil sword can still be restrained, but now it is suppressed by the breath of the Dragon Palace, and the power is sharply reduced.

The burning giant crocodile seemed to feel something, raised its head to look at Chen Sanlang, and the next moment, it opened its limbs and fluttered.

The distance was still far away, and he felt a hot smell on his face, Chen Sanlang's heart sank, and the benefits of practicing martial arts and fitness were revealed, and his steps flashed to the right lightly.

While flashing, while driving the mind, swishing, three sword qi separated, attacking from different directions.

Accurate hits, stabbing the giant crocodile in the head, back, and tail respectively.

Chen Sanlang is quite confident in the power of the evil sword, since he has cultivated, he has overcome thorns and thorns all the way, subdued demons and eliminated demons, all relying on this treasure. In the face of a target whose cultivation is slightly weaker, he doesn't need to use his sword at all, he only needs to show his sharp breath slightly, and he is prostrate on the ground, not daring to move.

The reason why I am attacking different parts of the giant crocodile now is because I want to think about whether I can test the opponent's flawed life, so that I can win with one blow.

The clanging sound was like hitting an iron stone, and then the breath was dissipated, as if it was absorbed by the burning flame, and it suddenly disappeared.

"This is a meat bun beating a dog......"

Chen Sanlang's face became a little ugly.

The giant crocodile let out a painless roar, turned around a little awkwardly, and continued to pursue.

Chen Sanlang did not give up and continued to attack with sword qi. Fortunately, this giant crocodile is huge and lacks flexibility, as long as it escapes quickly, it is difficult to catch up in a short time.

Chen Sanlang took it for a circle in the circular space.

Bang bang bang!

On several occasions, the giant crocodile chased after him in a hurry, and actually hit his head on another stone pillar, making a loud noise.

Chen Sanlang was a little frightened when he heard this, for fear that the other party would break these pillars, causing the space to collapse and be stoned to death, and even more afraid that it would alarm the monsters on the other pillars, and then an immortal tiger and leopard would emerge, or something else, it would be called Tianyi.

Fortunately, there is a formation blessing in this space, which is stable enough, and after several impacts, it does not move at all.

Chen Sanlang, who was sweating, breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a wry smile on his face, because after many tests, the giant crocodile seemed to have no flaws all over his body.

Don't look at the sword qi he stimulated, it has to be a thin wisp, like a strand of hair, but it actually contains sharp power, every trace is equal to a sword, which is used to kill clams and eat meat in seconds, and there is no suspense at all, but now it is used on the giant crocodile, it is equivalent to a mosquito bite, and the killing is not enough.

It seems that it has to be tough!

Chen Sanlang's eyes froze, and the long sword in his hand was formed, more than four feet, bright and shaking, as if it was substantial, and if you looked at it carefully, you could see that tens of millions of breaths on the sword body were gathering and rippling, as if it would flow water waves.

This is the beauty of the evil sword quenched to the transformation realm, it can be big or small, it can be long or short, it can be virtual or real, a variety of changes, only between one thought, and different forms, the power manifested is also different.

Such an effect can only be possessed by the legendary magic weapon.

After a bitter battle with Taifu and being in the suppressed Dragon Palace, Chen Sanlang had some difficulty manipulating this sword entity, but he had been forced to this point, and he had no choice but to fight hard.

Seeing that he was no longer running, the giant crocodile seemed to be excited, flicked its tail, and approached step by step.

Chen Sanlang held the long sword in his hand, held it in front of his chest, and did not retreat, but stepped forward to meet it.

Roar!

The giant crocodile opened its mouth and screamed, and suddenly rolled around, but it raised its long tail and slapped it fiercely.

This section of the tail is actually a burning torch, but it is as soft as a whip.

Chen Sanlang exhaled and slashed with his sword.

Click!

Very sharp, cut off the tail of the giant crocodile-even the hard body, under the sword of slashing, it has become a fragile existence.

However, Chen Sanlang did not feel good after using this sword, and when he took charge of the sword, he did not use ordinary manpower, but consumed the power of the ancient books of the Mud Pill Palace world. After the consumption of the first battle on the lake, the "Haoran Silk Book" has appeared in an unstable situation.

In other words, it's a bit of an overdraft.

Most of the countless breaths accumulated on the pages of the book were lost, and the appearance was word by word, which was originally brilliant and radiant, but now it was all dimmed. Some of the words even became indistinct, fading into the paper and making it difficult to read.

Now that he wielded the sword again, the breath of the ancient book was another big volatilization, and the first three pages were like extinguished lights, completely dull and silent.

The rest of the breath can only swing two more swords at most.

After refining, the giant crocodile has long become a senseless necromancer, and it does not feel pain when it is broken, and it does not have the slightest fear, but looks up to the sky and screams, opens its mouth, and spews out a stream of flames.

At this time, Chen Sanlang probably also figured out its strength and characteristics, in addition to the rigid body of the whole body, it was probably the trick of breathing fire. However, this fire is not infinite, in essence, it is the same as the breath of one's own ancient book, and when it is used up, it must be recuperated and re-precipitated and refined.

There is not much left left, and it must be resolved quickly.

With decisiveness, Chen Sanlang jumped forward, not backwards, but forward, and jumped a few feet sideways, avoiding the frontal attack of the flames, landing near the left side of the giant crocodile, and saw clearly, the second sword was swung.

When he cut out this sword, a picture inexplicably appeared in his mind - it was during the battle on the lake that Xu Nianniang's ghost appeared and killed Taifu with three swords.

The three knives are bright, and the knife is as bright as snow!

In the brilliance, there is a faint charm.

Chen Sanlang vaguely captured this charm, and applied what he learned to the current sword.

Swish!

The sword light fell, and a burning head fell to the ground, making a "poof" sound.

Chen Sanlang's face was slightly pale, worried that the other party would have a dying counterattack, so he hurriedly retreated a few feet back. However, his fears did not materialize, and after the head moved, the giant crocodile lost power, and the huge body fell to the ground, and the flames bubbled up, and after a while, began to extinguish. Looking at the ground again, there was only a patch of ashes, and the same was true of the head that had fallen earlier, burned into a cloud of black ash by the fireworks on its body.

It's finally solved, this time, it's time to see the little dragon girl.

............

"Relying on swords and sharp weapons, what kind of ability is it?"

Somewhere in the Dragon Palace, the sharp voice of the snake queen sounded, with a thick unwillingness.