Yue Qianchou stared at the mud at the bottom of the lake and realized that it was filled with old marks. He really did not know how the old man managed to hide there. When he used his perception to investigate, he did not discover any other entrances. He immediately snorted and said, "Old man, you really don't give me any face. Is there anyone who hides down there and talks to me like this?"
"I …" The old man laughed bitterly and said, "If I could really get out, I wouldn't have to do this. The key is that I'm trapped here and I really can't get out! "
"Don't talk nonsense with me. How did you get out just now? "Yue Qianchou frowned and shouted.
The old man said helplessly, "That was also my clone. My main body could not move at all."
Yue Qianchou was stunned. He rubbed his chin with his hand. No one knew what he was thinking. Suddenly, he pointed at the bottom of the lake. The surrounding lake water immediately stirred up an undercurrent and churned wildly at the bottom of the lake. The old man immediately said in fear, "Little brother, what are you trying to do?"
Yue Qianchou couldn't be bothered with him and continued to do what he was doing. The silt that had accumulated at the bottom of the lake for who knew how many years was pushed away layer by layer by the undercurrent. The clear lake water immediately became extremely turbid. Because of the mud and water plants, the undercurrent was immediately revealed. Six tornado-like water pillars stirred wildly at the bottom of the lake. The turbidity gradually spread in all directions. Not long after, the clear lake water within a radius of a thousand meters became extremely turbid …
Under the moonlight, the surface of the lake rippled. It seemed that something unimaginable had happened at the bottom of the lake. The Man-Eaters all looked at the lake in fear. They did not know what terrifying thing was about to happen next. Everyone thought that Yue Qianchou was fighting with the lake monster at the bottom of the lake …
After spending more than four hours, Yue Qianchou finally cleared away the tens of meters of mud at the bottom of the lake. The turbid mud was all filtered to the sides of the lake by him using the Water Art. At this moment, Yue Qianchou was looking down with his mouth agape. He swallowed with difficulty …
Under the illumination of over a hundred flying swords made of azure flames, a huge silvery white body that was over a hundred meters long and over twenty meters wide was lying quietly at the bottom of the lake, motionless. This was a behemoth that he couldn't even imagine. It was a gigantic crocodile. Its silvery-white skin was bumpy and bumpy, as if it was wearing heavy armor. Two rows of fangs were exposed at the front of its ferocious head, and its two bright red eyes were bigger than anyone else's. It was far beyond his imagination …
Two huge red eyes were moving around, sizing up Yue Qianchou curiously. Yue Qianchou was stunned. After a long silence, he asked, "This … this is your real body?"
He focused his gaze and noticed that on the back of the giant crocodile, where its forelimbs and neck intersected, there was a huge ancient longsword pierced directly into its back, nailing it to the bottom of the lake. The exposed part of the huge sword was six to seven meters long, and the blade was about three meters wide. It was dark gold in color, and there was a faint golden glow flowing around it.
He couldn't imagine who could use such a huge sword to fight. Could it be that the person using the sword was like this crocodile, a giant?
"Ah! Little brother, you've seen it all. Not bad, this is my territory. I've been buried at the bottom of this lake for over a hundred thousand years. I'm lucky to be alive. "The giant crocodile sighed with an old voice.
This scene was too shocking. Yue Qianchou tried to calm down and asked with difficulty, "Who are you?"
"Ah!" The giant crocodile was still lying motionless at the bottom of the lake. The old voice came from its head. "The Underworld has twelve Underworld Generals, and the Immortal World has twelve Immortal Monarchs. I'm one of the twelve Immortal Monarchs, Immortal Crocodile Monarch. People call me Lord Crocodile Monarch."
This title was too big. It was even more unfamiliar than the Immortal Emperor or the Underworld Emperor. He had never even heard of them before. Yue Qianchou was deeply shocked. He awkwardly smiled and said, "Earlier, you said … that, could it be that you really had the cultivation of an Immortal Emperor? Didn't you say that only one Immortal Emperor had that cultivation? "He was really afraid that this giant would suddenly go crazy. It was scary just thinking about it.
Immortal Crocodile said sadly, as if recalling the past. "In the Immortal World, cultivation is divided into four levels: Small Immortal, Exalted Immortal, Great Immortal, and Immortal Emperor. In the Underworld, cultivation is divided into four levels: Underworld Knight, Underworld Sage, Underworld Lord, and Underworld Emperor. They are all equal, and the strength of their cultivation is actually about the same. Each level is divided into three levels. Even Immortal Emperors are divided into early, middle, and late stages. In the Immortal World, there are many people with Immortal Emperor cultivation, but only the twelve Great Immortal Monarchs have reached the middle stage. As for the late stage Immortal Emperor, there is only one person, and only this person dares to call himself an emperor in the Immortal World. He is Immortal Emperor Jin Tai. "
Yue Qianchou nodded slightly as if he was deep in thought. He looked at the huge sword that nailed him to the point where he couldn't move at all and said, "In that case, you're an extraordinary figure in the Immortal World. To be able to … I presume that the sword in your body is the main reason why you're trapped, right?"
"Yes, I was nailed to the bottom of the lake by this sword. I have been trapped for more than a hundred thousand years," Immortal Crocodile admitted.
Yue Qianchou asked suspiciously, "You said you were beaten up by the Myriad Swords Demon Lord. Could it be that the Myriad Swords Demon Lord —"
"It is the Myriad Swords Demon Lord." Immortal Crocodile gritted his teeth and interrupted him. "The sword that trapped me is one of the Myriad Swords Demon Lord's swords. Otherwise, ordinary treasures would not have been able to trap me for so many years. Myriad Swords Demon Lord, one day, I will avenge this sword! "
"Uh …" Yue Qianchou was stunned. It seemed that this old monster did not know that the Myriad Swords Demon Lord was already dead, and still wanted to seek revenge. But thinking about it, the Myriad Swords Demon Lord was killed by the Immortal Emperor and Emperor of the Underworld outside the East Holy Land. The people trapped in the East Holy Land naturally did not know.
"Old monster, I'm afraid you will not have the chance to avenge yourself." Yue Qianchou shook his head and sighed.
"What do you mean? Do you want to kill me … "Immortal Crocodile's red eyes turned, and his gaze landed on the hundreds of flying swords in Yue Qianchou's hands." Little kid, who is the Myriad Swords Demon Lord to you? "
Yue Qianchou noticed his gaze and immediately knew that he was thinking the wrong way. Immortal Crocodile probably saw him controlling so many flying swords at the same time and mistook him for the Myriad Swords Demon Lord's disciple. He shook his head and chuckled. "Old monster, don't think the wrong way. The Myriad Swords Demon Lord has been dead for more than a hundred thousand years. How can I be related to him? "
"The Myriad Swords Demon Lord is dead?" Immortal Crocodile paused, then repeated. "Did I hear wrongly? You said the Myriad Swords Demon Lord is dead? "
Yue Qianchou sneered. "So what if he is not dead? Are you a match for him? Don't worry! He is really dead! A hundred thousand years ago, he was killed by the Immortal Emperor and Emperor of the Underworld. "
Immortal Crocodile didn't believe him. "Impossible, don't lie to me. The Immortal Emperor and Emperor of the Underworld fought the Myriad Swords Demon Lord more than once, and they never got the upper hand. The two of them could not kill him. "
Yue Qianchou waved his hand disapprovingly and said, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not. I don't know how he died, but I heard that he fell into a trap and was injured first. Later, the Immortal Emperor and Emperor of the Underworld worked together to kill him. "
"Trap? Injured first? Could it be … "Immortal Lord Crocodile muttered to himself. After a long time, he sighed and said," Looks like what you said is true. This old man was wondering why Wan Jian still hasn't taken back his treasured sword after so many years. So he has already fallen. Sigh … "He let out a long sigh.
Seeing that he had understood, Yue Qianchou couldn't be bothered to explain further. He stared at the giant sword on his back. "Old monster, according to what you said, you are a top expert in the immortal world. Could a sword trap you? Could it be that there is something special about this sword? "
Knowing that the Myriad Swords Demon Lord was dead, Immortal Crocodile, who had been trapped for so many years, seemed to be a little dispirited. He replied in an aged voice, "Myriad Swords' cultivation was actually not much higher than the Immortal Emperor and Emperor of the Underworld. However, Myriad Swords had the help of the Dragon God, and the ten thousand flying swords in his hands. One must know that the ten thousand flying swords were the truly powerful treasures. Once the ten thousand swords became one, it could kill immortals and gods alike. Think about it, how could mere immortals resist a treasure that even gods couldn't resist? Because of this, the immortal world and the Underworld couldn't stop him even if they joined forces. He relied on the sharpness of the ten thousand flying swords to kill them all. This is also why we call him the Myriad Swords Demon Lord. "
Yue Qianchou's eyes lit up. He stared at the sword on Immortal Crocodile's body, almost glowing green. He swallowed and said, "Is this sword that powerful? It can even kill gods? Old monster, you aren't lying to me, are you? Let me tell you, if you dare lie to me, I will make sure you die a horrible death. "His expression was just short of drooling.
Knowing that the Myriad Swords Demon Lord was dead, Immortal Crocodile seemed to have lost his will to live. He couldn't be bothered to explain himself. He just sighed and said, "Little brother, don't drool. Swords are good, but not everyone can control them. The sword that trapped me weighs 108,000 kilograms. With your early-stage tribulation cultivation, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to even pick it up, let alone control it. You'd better give up on that idea! "
"108,000 kilograms?" Yue Qianchou exclaimed in shock. He looked at the sword on Immortal Crocodile's back in disbelief … Such a heavy sword could be controlled by the Myriad Swords Demon Lord like a flying sword? Oh my! To control ten thousand swords at the same time, how strong must one's cultivation be?
"Damn it! Isn't this bullshit! Who would have nothing better to do and forge such a heavy sword … "Yue Qianchou didn't finish his sentence of" letting people see it but not use it ". In any case, he was very unhappy. Because even if this treasured sword was given to him, he wouldn't be able to use it in a fight. If he really fought with his opponent, before he could even pull out the sword, his opponent would either run away or kill him. It was too heavy.
"Little brother, you're thinking the wrong way. No one can refine such a treasure. There is a distant legend about these ten thousand flying swords. "Immortal Crocodile sighed.
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