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Wang Dezhu's figure flickered, and he drew the giant crocodile's attention with another blow.

When he was fighting just now, he could also see that the giant crocodile had been moving around the quagmire all the time, and was very unwilling to go ashore. Even if he lured it out by himself, it was only willing to come when it was in a rage.

Those quagmire should have other special functions for him.

It's just that Wang Dezhu hasn't discovered these functions yet.

Suddenly, at this moment, Wang Dezhu's eyes burst into a cold light. He deliberately did not dodge the giant crocodile's tail, but put the long knife across his chest, and resisted the blow forcefully.

The disciples of the Ghost Sect were even more excited when they saw this.

Wang Dezhu's body flew backwards, and landed fiercely on the mountain wall near the disciples of the Ghost Sect.

This caused the disciples of the Ghost Sect to laugh again.

Ghost Li is also full of disdain, among these people, only Wang Dezhu's cultivation level is relatively strong, threatening him, but now that Wang Dezhu is injured, even if they fight, they are not afraid of these people anymore.

But the next moment, they couldn't laugh anymore.

The Great Elder of the Ghost Gate Sect even changed his face: "No, the suzerain hurry up, he has attracted the giant crocodile."

These words finally made many disciples of the ghost sect react, and each of them looked at the giant crocodile approaching rapidly, and their expressions changed drastically.

Even Gui Li panicked.

He finally knew why Wang Dezhu had put on a show just now.

That's because his purpose is to attract the giant crocodile to their side, so as to deal with them.

"Bastard, crafty old fellow!"

Gui Li clenched his fists immediately, and was about to make all the disciples retreat, but it was too late.

The strength of the giant crocodile at the eighth level of Jindan was faster than that of ordinary monks at the eighth level of Jindan, and he climbed to the front of them almost instantly.

Because his eyes were blurred, he couldn't see who was who, so he opened his mouth and bit down.

Ah!
Accompanied by several shrill screams.

The few ghost sect disciples who were still mocking Wang Dezhu just now didn't even have a chance to dodge, so they were swallowed by the giant crocodile. The other ghost sect disciples wanted to run away, so how could the giant crocodile give them a chance? Passing over, they slammed their bodies on the mountain wall and smashed them into meatloaf.

Blood continued to slide down the rocks, making the scene even more bloody.

"Quick, get out!"

Gui Li hurriedly shouted to the disciples behind him.

It's only just contacted, and I have already lost seven or eight disciples, including three Jindan disciples.

"Roar!"

The giant crocodile made a sound, not knowing whether it was happy or angry, it bit down again, this time it directly swallowed seven or eight ghost sect disciples in one bite.

Now, the disciple of Guimen Sect finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He quickly turned around and fled into the distance.

Even Aunt Liu on the ground ignored them. At this critical juncture, of course, I must save my own life first, and the others are not so important.

The same is true for Gui Li and the First Elder.

No matter what, I just want to get out of here as soon as possible.

Because of the defense and strength of the giant crocodile, they could see clearly just now, even Wang Dezhu, who is also at the ninth level of Jindan, is no match, let alone them.

Once encountered, it is very difficult to deal with.

It won't be worthwhile to put yourself in at that time.

"Damn!"

Ghost Li's face was so dark that ink was about to drip out, and his fists were clenched tightly together.

I wanted to use this opportunity to deal with the disciples of the Lingzong, but I didn't expect to take my own disciples into it, all because of the old man who was the leader.

Wang Dezhu had already stood up from the mountain wall, and when the giant crocodile was about to swallow Aunt Liu and the others, his figure flickered quickly, directly brought Aunt Liu and the others out, and put them in the back.

Uncle Zhang and the disciples of Baiyitang rushed over one after another.

There was a lot of excitement on his face.

"Haha, let them scream, let's see how they are still screaming now."

"That's right, senior brother still has the ability."

"Hall master's scheme really kills two birds with one stone."

Everyone flattered Wang Dezhu one after another.

But Wang Dezhu didn't bother to listen to their flattery here. If it was normal, it would be fine, and he could enjoy it, but now the threat of the giant crocodile and the ghost sect has not been eradicated.

Keeping it is a disaster after all.

"Old Zhang followed me. The disciples of Baiyitang took the rest of the disciples to find a place to rest in the forest ahead. Those who are injured should recover as soon as possible."

Wang Dezhu quickly gave orders.

Everyone agreed.

Only, Uncle Zhang had a look of reluctance.

"Eldest brother, I was injured too, you see."

But before he finished speaking, Wang Dezhu slapped him on the back of the head: "Stop talking nonsense, do you want to go?"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Uncle Zhang held the back of his head aggrievedly and agreed.

Wang Dezhu glanced at Uncle Zhang unhappily. This guy's eighth-level Golden Core cultivation is similar to that of the giant crocodile. Even if he is not the opponent of the giant crocodile, he will not be injured.

What's more, when they went down the mountain, they brought a lot of pills.

There are all the things for restoring the vitality, as well as the internal and external uses for healing, and with the talisman in hand, multiple injuries can be healed.

And Uncle Zhang is still alive and kicking, he doesn't look like he's injured.

To say that his clothes hurt Wang Dezhu believed it.

"go!"

Wang Dezhu rushed out first, followed by Uncle Zhang with a sigh.

At this moment, the giant crocodile was still chasing and biting the disciples of the Ghost Sect. They either swallowed them directly, or were smashed to death by their tails on the ground. The corpses of the disciples of the Ghost Sect were everywhere along the way.

As for the ones who ran in the front, it was Gui Li and the Great Elder beside him.

Of the rest of the disciples, dead or injured, there were only the last eight who could follow behind.

"Sovereign, the people from the Lingzong didn't catch up."

A disciple said to Gui Li while covering his stretched arm.

Only then did Gui Li stop in his tracks, looking at the giant crocodile with blood dripping from its mouth, all the blood was the blood of their ghost sect disciples.

"Kill it!"

Ghost Li said in a deep voice.

The elder quickly stopped him: "No, suzerain, now we have lost more than half of our manpower, and most of them have been injured. We can't waste time here now, we need to find a place to heal our injuries immediately."

"Yes, suzerain, the Great Elder is right, and even if we fight, we may not necessarily be its opponents."

A disciple at the seventh level of the Golden Core began to persuade Gui Li.

Gui Li looked at the eight disciples around him, almost everyone was injured.

His eyes were extremely red, but there was nothing he could do.

In the end, the aura from his body dissipated, and he said weakly: "Okay, find a place to recover first, disciples of the Lingzong, I will definitely make them pay with blood!"