Suddenly, a bloody mouth burst out of the sea and bit Chen Zhao in midair.
Caught off guard, Chen Zhao was pulled into the sea.
Everyone turned pale with fright when they saw this scene.
They didn't expect Chen Zhao, who had been so powerful just a moment ago, to fall into such a trap.
What was that thing that just rushed out of the sea?
It looked like a crocodile, but did a crocodile have horns?
Also, wasn't that body a little bigger?
The bloody mouth above the water was more than ten meters wide.
Even Chen Zhao wouldn't be able to escape after being bitten by that thing, right?
But not long after, the Giant Crocodile surfaced, and its upper jaw was completely broken.
Chen Zhao was standing on the crocodile's mouth.
He looked unscathed, and his eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly.
Just then, more crocodiles appeared around them.
Not three to five, not thirty to fifty …
There were hundreds of them!
These crocodiles didn't just attack Chen Zhao. They also attacked the pirate ships and yachts.
The pirate ship was fine. The pirates were armed, and their heavy firepower could barely kill one or two giant crocodiles. However, Peter and Prague on the yacht could do nothing.
The yacht was knocked off course.
Chen Zhao immediately rushed to the yacht. He saw that the bottom of the yacht was dented and damaged.
Heartbroken, Chen Zhao immediately grabbed Peter and Prague. He lifted them into the air and threw them onto the pirate ship.
The yacht had been severely damaged under the attack of the crocodiles.
Chen Zhao was infuriated.
The purpose of this trip was to look for treasures, but before he could earn any money, he had lost a yacht.
Of course, Chen Zhao did not blame Guret.
This was because Guret had reminded him many times before he left.
This time, Chen Zhao and Guret were working together. Chen Zhao's mission was to help Guret land in the waters close to Nan Qi Island.
Even though the losses were more than expected, it was still Chen Zhao's own doing.
Chen Zhao was going to drive the yacht himself.
So, no matter what the loss was, he had to bear it himself.
His only hope now was that the pirate's treasure on Nanqi Island could make up for his loss.
But now was not the time for Chen Zhao to think too much.
The giant crocodile began to attack the pirate ship.
The pirate ship was sturdier than Chen Zhao's yacht.
However, against such a group of giant crocodiles, the pirate ship would not be able to hold on for long.
At this time, the pirate ship had already tilted, and several pirates slid from the tilted deck into the sea.
Then, accompanied by a few screams, he was swallowed by the giant crocodile.
No matter how hard Chen Zhao and Amon fought, they couldn't stop the crocodile from attacking the pirate ship.
It couldn't be helped, there were just too many giant crocodiles.
"Chen … Help!"
Guret lay prone at the stern of the sinking ship. He looked at Peter and Prague, who were also struggling to protect themselves.
The other pirates were also having a hard time protecting themselves. They either slid down or grabbed onto the handrails.
Gu Lie didn't expect Nan Qi Island to be so terrifying.
Everything was a mess. Her and Chen Zhao's plan had been ruined by the attack of these crocodiles.
Chen Zhao first mentioned Guret and then looked at Prague and Peter.
He gritted his teeth and placed Guret on his back. "Hold on tight."
They swooped down at the same time and picked up Pete and Prague with both hands.
Just then, he heard Amon's cry for help.
Even he could not face so many Mutant Giant Crocodiles.
Chen Zhao placed the three on the barbed warship in the water and returned to the battlefield.
Chen Zhao couldn't abandon Amon for the treasure.
Guret's face was pale. She'd never experienced such despair in her life.
But she also felt lucky.
If not for Chen Zhao, she would be dead for sure.
Looking at her pirate ship and her subordinates, Guret sighed.
She'd watched her subordinates die and her pirate ship sink, but there was nothing she could do.
Prague and Peter were also scared.
If not for Chen Zhao's help, they would definitely be eaten by the crocodiles.
These crocodiles were much bigger than the sharks from before.
Every one of them was more than twenty meters long. Their mouths, in particular, were ridiculously large.
It was no wonder that Amon couldn't beat them. If there were only a dozen, Amon could crush them in all aspects.
But it wasn't just a dozen, but hundreds.
But with Chen Zhao's participation, Amon's pressure was greatly reduced.
"Amon, you're in charge of devouring these monsters," Chen Zhao said.
There was definitely a Mutant God hidden on Nan Qi Island, and this Mutant God was definitely much stronger than the Fallen Source.
After all, the Fallen Source couldn't create so many mutant monsters.
This was like an army.
In ancient times, it could definitely sweep through the world.
Of course, if Amon could eat as much as he wanted, these mutant monsters would also be great nourishment.
Of course, Amon didn't eat them all. He only devoured the mutant power in them.
Once the mutant monsters were killed, Amon would immediately charge forward and devour them with power.
Chen Zhao was so focused on killing that the entire sea turned blood red.
At this moment, Guret, Peter, and Prague, who were nestled at the stern of the warship, were all dumbfounded as they watched this scene.
Especially Peter. Before today, he didn't believe that there was magic in this world.
But now, he had to believe it.
Chen Zhao had killed more than a hundred mutant crocodiles, but he didn't feel tired.
This was the benefit of Clear Heaven and Earth. Chen Zhao's small world could provide him with more magic power.
At the same time, it could help him recover his magic power dozens of times faster.
But if he continued such a high-intensity battle, his body would still feel tired.
So, Chen Zhao decided to change tactics.
Chen Zhao jumped out of the water. He took out his zither and placed it between his legs.
Twelve light swords were unsheathed!
In the past, when Chen Zhao used Rhythm to control the swords, he still had to consider his magic power consumption.
But now, he didn't have to think at all. The mana consumption of the swords wasn't as fast as the recovery speed of the small world.
Chen Zhao could play the zither until the end of time.
The damage and killing speed of the swords were clearly much faster than physical combat. It was even faster than the mountain of knives formed from dark lava.
The twelve light swords were like twelve death talismans.
Although the twelve light swords might be damaged if they were to face some powerful opponents, they were still able to withstand the power of the swords.
However, these mutant crocodiles were between strong and weak. They weren't strong or weak.
Instead, they gave the light swords space to perform.
The twelve swords darted in and out of the sea. Their killing efficiency was astounding.
Chen Zhao had learned Rhythm before Ultimate Transformation. Now, he was in Shangqing and Clear Heaven and Earth were clear.
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