If this is the Tongtian devil River, it's not only the corpse devil wolf, which is a low-level demon. Maybe there are corpse trolls and ancient trolls!

No wonder all the monks who once entered the river of Tongtian devil died.

You will lose your accomplishments when you enter the magic river. Even if the monks with the highest accomplishments enter the magic River, their strength will not be exerted. Any Troll can kill them.

Because of the loss of Demon power, demon cultivation cannot become noumenon, and its power is weak.

The space of tongtianmo Hanoi is very strange. It's easy to come in. As for going out It's almost impossible.

Shen waves carefully toward the center of the island.

The trees in the forest are very strange, yellow and twisted, without a trace of life. The land is scorched and looks very desolate.

The island is very small, only a few miles around, and there is a peak about thousands of meters high in the center of the island.

There are more than a dozen carrion wolves, snakes, insects, rats and ants living in the island. There is no threat.

On his way, Shen Lang found the bodies of several monks, including demon monks and demon monks. The remains are being gnawed by the carrion wolves and poisonous insects on the island.

The bloodstain of the corpse is still fresh. It should be the friar of demon land. Maybe it was the tsunami that swept the island.

Shen Lang found that one of the corpses had a sharp long sword in his hand. Although the spirit light disappeared completely, it could be seen from Shen Lang's eyesight that it should be a treasure flying sword!

Most of the monks who can survive in the tsunami have accomplishments no less than the cultivation period.

Shen Lang rushes forward and picks up the flying sword. Now he can't open the storage ring. It's just for self-defense.

Although there is no spiritual power, the flying sword of Honghuang Lingbao is still extremely sharp. Shen Lang's using the flying sword to deal with those evil wolves is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

After killing several evil wolves, Shen Lang climbed the mountain in the middle of the island, hoping to see some terrain in the distance.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, Shen Lang found that the height was much brighter and he could barely see the surrounding geographical environment.

At present, I seem to be in an unknown sea area, surrounded by tens of thousands of islands and reefs, each of which is not large, ranging from 100 meters to 100 miles.

In the center of the northern sea area, there is a huge Island, the big one can't see the border. Due to the distance, Shen Lang could not see the shape of the island.

However, it can be barely seen that a mysterious gray light column rises in the center of the island, which seems to release some mysterious space fluctuation!

Shen Lang's heart moved. Instead of running around like a headless fly, he might as well go to the big island in the middle of the north. The gray beams of light rising over the big island are like some kind of signal.

If Liu Yunmeng found this, he would go to the big island.

To go to that big island, you have to swim to the north of it.

It's a long way, but there's no choice.

After making up his mind, Shen Lang came to the north of the island, determined his position, plunged into the turbid water and swam towards the north.

The gravity of the dark yellow turbid sea water is amazing, which can be comparable to the ternary heavy water.

It takes a lot of energy to sink the waves before they can barely swim in the sea.

After swimming for two hours, Shen Lang was out of breath. It's not that he has a problem with his physical strength, but that the water is so heavy that it's like swimming in the mud.

It will take at least a few months to reach the large island at the present slow speed without any danger.

Shen Lang's heart was full of complaints, but he had no other choice but to swim honestly.

Fortunately, Shengyang battle spirit can relieve his physical fatigue at any time.

The only thing to be thankful for is that in this turbid water, the waves will not be threatened, and there is no living thing in the turbid water.

In this way, after swimming for two months, Shen Lang finally came to the large island.

At the moment when his feet are on the ground again, Shen Lang feels very relaxed. The dark yellow water is heavy, but it can also sharpen your body.

Shen Lang had a rest under a huge reef by the sea.

The next day, when his mental strength was fully restored, he walked cautiously towards the center of the island with a long sword in his hand.

Compared with the previous Island, this large island has more powerful corpse like monsters. Shen Lang even saw the footprints of trolls.

When he was walking, he kept a high degree of vigilance and did not dare to expose a voice.

The island is huge and boundless. After ten days of waves, the gray light column in the sky is still far away.

On the way, Shen Lang found a large number of corpses in the island. They should all be monks from the demon land. More than two months have passed since the original tsunami, and many corpses have become white bones.

Most of the monks who were brought to the river by the tsunami have died.

But there are also a few friars who are as few as Shen lang. some of them are acting alone, and some of them are gathering in teams. Everyone is rushing to the center of the island.

Most monks deliberately avoid each other. It seems that after losing their accomplishments, each monk is very insecure about his own strength, for fear of being killed.

There are also some brave monks who take the initiative to say hello and propose to draw them into the team. They are all rejected by Shen Lang.

He is used to walking alone. Moreover, for the Warcraft in the island, the more friars there are, the easier it is to expose its position and attract the Warcraft.

On this day, when the deep waves pass through a swamp.

"Ding! Ding! "

Suddenly there was a fight in the trees ahead.

Shen Lang's face changed a little, crawling among the trees, peering at the battle situation ahead.

In front of the trees, a dozen of demon monks are fighting with seven or eight giant corpses.

The giant crocodile is more than 20 meters tall, with sharp teeth, thick green scales and a strong body odor.

When Shen Lang's eyes lifted, he saw a beautiful woman in a black feather suit among the friars. It wasn't heixueji.

I didn't expect that heixueji was also on the island. The waves were quite unexpected.

The battle situation is very fierce, and the demons and friars are obviously in the downwind. Although they are all armed with sharp blades, they can't do too much damage to these impetuous, fleshy and highly defensive giants.

"Roar!"

Another monk was killed on the spot when he was cut by the iron tail of the giant crocodile.

"Come on Run, we're not the rivals of these corpse giants! "

A black robed monk shouted in panic and ran away.

In the next second, he was hit by the venom from the mouth of a giant crocodile, and his whole skin was rapidly broken.

The other monks were frightened and retreated.

Black Snow Ji is biting silver tooth, white neck all seeps sweat bead.

She also wanted to evacuate, but she was stared at by the biggest giant crocodile. The unknown long sword in her hand could hardly cause substantial damage to the giant crocodile.

After fighting for a while, the giant crocodile roared, and the iron tail came with a horizontal swing.

Heixueji tries to dodge, but she moves a little slower and is hit by the iron tail.

"Ah!!!"

Black Snow Ji gives out a miserable cry, spouts a big mouth of blood, falls to the ground with a bang, pretty face is white.