Leng Jingran jumped down from the tree branch and walked forward for a few minutes. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He had finally passed through the small forest. In front of him was a small valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. There was a pool in the middle. There was no fluctuation in the water surface, and the entire valley was lifeless.
This should be the so-called Black Pool, right? Where was the Exorcism Sword? Could it be underwater? Leng Jingran walked around the pool a few times. The pool was not big, about 50 square meters.
Leng Jingran thought to himself,'This mission won't make me dive into the water to find the sword, right? The sword should have been stolen by the monster. If the monster is underwater, I won't be able to use Carefree Steps once I go down. I won't be sending it to its death.'
Unable to think of a solution, Leng Jingran sat by the pool in a daze. After a while, he began to organize the things in his bag. It was actually some animal skins. Eh…What a lousy fishing net. Oh right, it was a gift from the novice village mission. Since there was no other way, he might as well use the fishing net to catch it. Even if he could not catch the sword, at least he could lure the monster to the shore.
As for the hole in the broken fishing net…There was a bundle of rope in his bag. Leng Jingran cut a few pieces of rope with his sword and tied them around the hole in the fishing net to temporarily mend it.
After cleaning up the fishing net, Leng Jingran came to the side of the pool and threw the fishing net out. Seeing the net sink slowly and the ripples gradually disappear, Leng Jingran began to pull the fishing net back.
Although Leng Jingran had no experience in fishing, he knew that the net had caught something from the weight in his hand. He retrieved the net and saw that it was a broken jar.
Leng Jingran didn't give up. He changed the direction and cast the net again…retracted it…and cast it again. After more than an hour, he fished up a lot of bottles and some seaweed.
Just as he was about to give up and think of another way, the fishing net tightened and Leng Jingran was almost dragged into the pool. Leng Jingran pulled hard again, and the water surface rippled. It's a living thing. The other party is struggling…Leng Jingran used all his strength to retrieve the fishing net, and his struggle became more and more intense. It was as if a pot had opened up on the water surface.
Just as he was about to pull the other party out of the water, the fishing net broke. Leng Jingran could not hold back anymore and fell back a few times.
Although the fishing net was broken, the waves on the water surface did not stop. Instead, they became more and more turbulent. The living creatures in the water were about to come out. Leng Jingran took out his Qingfeng sword and looked at the water surface vigilantly…
A jet of water shot out, and a black object shot toward the shore where Leng Jingran was. Leng Jingran quickly used Carefree Steps and quickly retreated more than 10 steps to the left. That thing landed on the shore and unfolded its body. Leng Jingran saw clearly that it was a huge black crocodile.
This crocodile was more than 10 meters long and had hard black scales on its body. It opened and closed its mouth, and saliva dripped from it from time to time. Its small eyes were fixed on Leng Jingran. Leng Jingran used his detection skill to take a look. Blackwater Crocodile, Level 20, 5000 HP.
What the hell, it took a lot of effort to kill a Level 15 Wolf King with 3000 HP, and now there was a Level 20 Quest Boss with 5000 HP.
Even though he was thinking about it, he still had to deal with the crocodile in front of him. He tapped the ground with the tip of his toes and shot out like an arrow, stabbing the crocodile's small eyes with his sword. Although this crocodile's body was huge, it was extremely agile. It was not as slow as a crocodile in the real world. When it saw the sword coming, it tilted its head and bit down on the blade.
Leng Jingran was already prepared. He sheathed his sword and tapped the tip of his foot on the crocodile's head, landing on its back. He raised his sword and stabbed the crocodile in the middle.
" Ding!" The crocodile's scales were extremely sturdy. Leng Jingran's sword did not pierce into its flesh at all. The number " 1 " appeared on the crocodile's head.
The crocodile was attacked, and its tail whipped upwards. Leng Jingran hurriedly raised his sword to block the thick tail. A huge force surged from the sword. Leng Jingran was pulled out along with his sword and fell into the pool.
In a panic, Leng Jingran twisted his waist and turned his body upside down. He used his sword to touch the stone on the shore and used the elasticity of the sword to return to the shore safely.
This was bad. The crocodile's attack power was very high. Although it was blocked by the sword just now, it still lost 30 HP, and his attack could not break through its defense.
This quest required a team to complete. They had to rely on the advantage of numbers to kill Renekton. Now, he was alone. Did he want to die?
Eh…I'm alone. Oh right, undo the seal on the mask!
Once the seal was opened, he felt much stronger and his body much lighter. After drinking a bottle of Little Red, Leng Jingran used Carefree Steps and attacked the crocodile again.
The first slash hit the crocodile's upper jaw and finally broke its defense, reducing its HP by 32. Leng Jingran calmed down and began to circle the crocodile with his sword. Since he had the Dawn Necklace now, he was not afraid of using up all his mana with his Carefree Steps. He could grind it without worry…
After fighting for more than two hours, the crocodile had less than 500 HP left. The scales on its body were riddled with wounds, its tail was broken, and one of its eyes was blinded. Leng Jingran's Qingfeng sword was broken because its durability was exhausted, so he replaced it with a spare iron sword.
Just as Leng Jingran thought that he would be able to kill the other party in another ten to twenty minutes, a black light flashed across the crocodile's body. Its scales were restored, its tail grew back, and its eyes regained their sight.
"F * ck, what's going on?" Leng Jingran hurriedly took a few steps back and used his Detection Technique to take a look. Blackwater Crocodile (Mutated), Level 28, HP 450. What was going on? Mutation before death…
The crocodile opened its mouth and shot an ice arrow. Leng Jingran did not expect the mutated crocodile to be able to use long-range magic attacks. The ice arrow hit his chest. With his 345 Magic Defense, he was lucky that he didn't die. However, he lost more than 80 HP and became slowed, reducing his Agility by half.
Leng Jingran hurriedly drank a bottle of Little Red and retreated dozens of steps until his back was against the mountain wall, trying to put as much distance as possible between him and the crocodile.
The crocodile approached Leng Jingran step by step. Leng Jingran steeled his heart and put a bottle of Little Red in his mouth. He waved his sword and rushed forward. The crocodile opened its mouth and shot out another ice arrow. This time, Leng Jingran was prepared. He took a step sideways and dodged it.
When the crocodile was about to shoot another ice arrow, Leng Jingran was already in front of it. His sword slashed at the soft ribs of its lower jaw. The crocodile opened its mouth wide, avoiding the weak point of its lower jaw and biting the iron sword. Leng Jingran had been waiting for this moment. He bit the iron sword with his mouth, but he couldn't release any spells or use any physical attacks. He couldn't whip his tail in front of him either. Leng Jingran let go of the iron sword and grabbed the crocodile's eyes with both hands.
After a successful attack, the crocodile's eyes were blinded by Leng Jingran. The crocodile opened its mouth in pain, its body shook wildly, and its tail whipped around. The number 200 appeared above its head.
After Leng Jingran blinded the crocodile's eyes, he immediately retreated dozens of meters. The blind crocodile was attacking everywhere, and blood kept flowing out of its eyes. A string of numbers also appeared on its head…
Leng Jingran looked a little miserable. He had no weapons in his hands, and his soft armor was stained with crocodile blood. He felt weak and leaned against the mountain wall, panting heavily...
Just as the crocodile's movements gradually weakened and it was about to die... A white light flashed beside the pool, and an old Daoist appeared out of thin air. He waved his horsetail whisk, and a white mist enveloped the crocodile. The white mist disappeared, and the crocodile returned to its original state…
When Leng Jingran saw this scene, he cursed the system in his heart. Oh my god, why did something happen again? Could it be that they still have to fight…
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