The sound of grunting was very similar to the intestinal rumbling of a monster when his stomach was extremely hungry.

The heavy and scalding breath made Fang Dang's back feel extremely wet and hot, and Fang Dang felt like he was about to be blown away. From this we can see what kind of huge creature was behind Fang Dang.

Fang Dang could not believe it. According to Fang Dang's previous experience, in his perception, he was surrounded by divine thoughts within dozens of miles or even hundreds of miles. Every grass and tree could clearly see clearly. There would never be a huge creature behind him and he was not aware of it at all. This shows that in this world, most of Fang Dang's past experience was useless, and Fang Dang was going to adapt to this world again.

Fang Dang paused slightly, and then rushed forward quickly. Fang Dang didn't even look back. Judging from Fang Dang's experience of fighting against various behemoths on the Rotten Poison Beach since he was a child, pauses mean death. Even if it's just a skill to turn back, it's enough for the other party to swallow you.

A roar suddenly came from behind Fang Dang, and the scorching aura was like a torrential rain that rolled up the flying sand and rocks and rushed Fang Dang away.

Fang Dang was driven forward with this huge force. Only then did Fang Dang have the chance to look back and look up.

Behind Fang Dang was a monster dozens of meters high like a worm. The monster had a layered mouthpiece of fleshy thorns. The fleshy thorns extended from the monster's mouth to the monster's belly. Once they fell into it, the fleshy thorns would rub them back and forth together, and everything would be torn to pieces.

It looks like a burst of terror.

Such a huge monster was behind Fang Dang. Fang Dang had no sense at all. If it weren't for the monster's voice, Fang Dang would have probably been swallowed and he wouldn't know what happened.

Seeing that the huge mouthparts were getting closer, Fang Dang was shocked and could not help but accelerate his escape.

The monster chased Fang Dang, like a giant python chasing the food of insects and rats. Fang Dang had tried his best, but the monster behind him was getting closer and closer and could not get rid of it at all.

Fang Dang couldn't help but feel anxious. If he continued like this within a quarter of an hour, he would be caught up by the monster. The consequence was that he would be swallowed directly into the monster's mouth and then torn into pieces by the sharp and hard flesh thorns.

Fang Dang was galloping while watching and looking for a way to break the deadlock. Fortunately, the terrain here is complicated and he still has a place to hide. If he was chasing in the void, Fang Dang would probably have been caught up by that thing now.

Fang Dang used various obstacles on the ground to hide his body and move around. Although there was an effect, it could not solve Fang Dang's most fundamental problem.

The monster was obviously angry by Fang Dang and let out a roar, each roar carried the stench and rolling sound.

Fang Dang knew that he would not be able to do anything else. The result of continuing to escape was to be caught up and swallowed.

Fang Dang gritted his teeth and slowly slowed down, making the distance between the monster and Fang Dang get closer and closer.

Seeing that the monster was chasing behind Fang Dang, only a few hundred meters away from Fang Dang. This distance allowed Fang Dang to clearly feel the sharp flesh thorns of the monster behind him. These flesh thorns were trembling slightly and making a buzzing noise.

Fang Dang suddenly turned around while running rapidly, jumped up, and jumped directly onto the monster's head.

The monster originally thought that the delicious food had reached his mouth and was about to be swallowed by him. Unexpectedly, the food that had reached his mouth flew up and landed on his head.

As soon as Fang Dang climbed onto the monster's head, he immediately sacrificed the Ling Guangjian and the evil sea sword, and drove two sword lights and stabbed them hard at the monster's head.

With Fang Dang's swordsmanship, even the dragon scales and dragon bodies can penetrate with one sword. This is still the state when Fang Dang was in the giant tree world. Now Fang Dang has reached 80% of the real realm, and it is even more convenient to control these two swords. In Fang Dang's view, if these two swords are stabbed, this monster will always suffer a great loss!

However, the moment Ling Guangjian and the evil sea sword stabbed the monster's thick and rough outer skin, fireworks immediately burst out, and sparks splashed like waterfalls.

The Spirit Light Sword and the Sea of ​​Negro were directly knocked to Fei Fei. Fang Dang was extremely surprised. The monster's head was too hard!

Perhaps this is the insurmountable distance between pure reality and 80% reality.

Although the monster blocked Fang Dang's two swords, it was obviously unbearable to the pain. It made a roar and hit the ground with its head, directly hitting Fang Dang heavily on the ground, smashing a large pit hundreds of meters on the ground. Fang Dang was sandwiched between the monster's head and the ground, and all the internal organs were squeezed out.

Fang Dang's mouth and nose squirted wildly, and a large piece of his chest collapsed, and his whole body was deformed. However, the monster's body began to shake and made a whimper.

Even though Fang Dang was hit, his body was deformed and blood was squirting, Fang Dang grabbed a spiral iron bar with both hands, which was the long sword that Fang Dang created not long ago.

At this time, the long sword had almost completely penetrated into the monster's head. It can be said that the long sword was pushed into the monster's head by itself.

Fang Dang just grabbed him tightly with both hands.

Although this sword is not much different from a rust needle compared to the monster's huge body, the place where the sword pierces is the most fragile head on the monster's body. The sword penetrates directly into the monster's brain. At this time, Fang Dang twisted the hilt of the sword in his hand, and then twisted constantly like a paddle. At the same time, purple gold vines rush into Fang Dang's hand and coiled into the monster's head.

Then the monster let out a tragic howl, and its huge body suddenly raised high. Only then can we see hundreds of touching feet beneath the monster's fat body, these touching feet are squirming desperately.

The monster kept struggling, twisting his head violently, trying to throw Fang Dang's head off.

However, even if this monster had more intense methods, he could not throw Fang Dang down, because Fang Dang's purple gold vine had already taken root in the monster's head, and it could even be said that Fang Dang had grown into one with the monster's head.

Fang Dang kept absorbing the real power of the monster. As Fang Dang's sword continued to stir, the hole in the monster's brain became larger and larger, and a strong smell of fishy smell appeared inside. However, there was a faint milky fragrance in this smell, which became more and more fragrant.

However, Fang Dang had no idea of ​​savoring the monster's brain. Fang Dang kept sucking the monster's real power, causing Fang Dang's body to be transformed by the monster to begin to recover rapidly.

The outer skin of this monster is extremely hard, and Fang Dang's Ling Guangsword and the Sea of ​​Negro will not pierce through it. If Fang Dang had not created a long sword of ten realm, Fang Dang would not have been able to pierce the monster's head. If he had not pierced the monster's head, the purple gold water vine would not have been able to pierce into the monster's body at all.

Fang Dang found that the monster's body was shrinking, but this was normal in Fang Dang's eyes. It was extremely normal for real power to be consumed and his body became smaller and weaker.

However, Fang Dang slowly discovered that this monster was not just smaller. Fang Dang felt that the monster was still mutating and becoming another look.

Although the monster kept struggling, the monster began to lose the strength to struggle under the continuous sucking of the purple gold vine, and its entire huge body lay down softly.

The monster made a whimpering cry, sounding like a baby, fragile and pitiful.

However, Fang Dang had no idea of ​​pitying the monster, and also accelerated the sucking of the monster's real power.

At this time, Fang Dang's body had reached the limit of absorbing real power, but Fang Dang could not bear to let go of this monster like this, so even if Fang Dang's body could not accommodate these real powers, Fang Dang still tried his best to absorb real power and transform the real power into real crystals one by one.

As Fang Dang sucked, the monster's body became smaller and smaller. Fang Dang originally thought that the monster would eventually become a skin, but the situation was far beyond Fang Dang's expectations.

After the monster continued to shrink, it was slowly suffering from a human leg. When Fang Dang was surprised, an arm slowly appeared in Fang Dang's vision. As the monster's body contracted more and more, his hands, feet and torso appeared one after another. Finally, the ferocious and evil worm-like monster turned into a human form.

This monster turned out to be transformed by humans?

Fang Dang couldn't believe his eyes, but then one after another appeared in Fang Dang's mind. When he looked at some fragmented scenes of the ancient god Zheng, someone turned into a monster.

All of this in front of you just verified the picture Fang Dang saw at the beginning.

In other words, are the enemies of the ancient god Zheng all changed from humans to monsters?

This man is not dead yet, and his pitiful eyes are staring at Fang Dang weakly, as if he is begging Fang Dang to let him go.

Fang Dang had no mercy towards the enemy. Fang Dang was trying to find a way to extract the guy's memory and take a good look, but the man had already died and died with his head down.

Fang Dang couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If he had known this was the case, he should have controlled his speed a little when he had already known it was like this.

Fang Dang not only repaired his body, but also accumulated a large amount of real crystals, which made Fang Dang's confidence in this world slightly increase.

However, Fang Dang immediately felt that his confidence was not so high. Although this monster was stronger than the Bang Kongkong Bird in terms of breath, it was obvious that the monster did not master some kind of rule order. For example, the Bang Kongkong Bird mastered the spatial order, and Fang Dang mastered the rules of destruction. This monster was obviously relying on instinct to act and did not show particularly powerful power from beginning to end.

If any monster in this world was so powerful, Fang Dang felt that he would not have the possibility of surviving in this world.

But Fang Dang thought about it again and felt that this monster was not without mastering the rules of order, because the monster appeared behind him quietly, perhaps because of the power of some order and rules he mastered.

Fang Dang collected thousands of real crystals on the ground. These real crystals are highly concentrated products, and they are already two conceptual levels of things.

Fang Dang was already full of energy at this time, but he was not in a hurry to leave. With the experience of previous combat, Fang Dang understood that a handy magic weapon or even a tool was crucial to him now.

Before the Ling Guangjian and the Neihai Sword and other magic weapons were re-refined, they could no longer play a big role in this world, so Fang Dang had to use local materials to create some tools for himself that could save lives and kill enemies.

Fang Dang kept wandering among the ruins on this huge rock, pulling out iron bars from the hard stones, and then began to burn with flames until the iron bars were burned to nearly liquid.

Then Fang waved and continued to hit, creating one long sword after another for himself.

Fang Dang created ten long swords in a row, with different lengths. The longest one was four meters, and the shorter one could be hidden in the sleeves, only more than thirty centimeters.

Fang Dang urgently hopes to master a real magic weapon of 90% true or even 100% true. Only in this way can Fang Dang survive in this extremely dangerous world.

But with Fang Dang's current cultivation level, if you want to create a magic weapon that doesn't mean it will come true, even a magic weapon of 90% true realm, Fang Dang cannot create it.

At this moment, Fang Dang suddenly had a moving mind and took out the fragments of the Qiangang Chaos Hammer.

This piece of fragment is the last fragment of the Qiangang Chaos Hammer, which has a little spirituality, in the real realm.

Fang Dang had thought about integrating the Qiangang Chaos Hammer and the ten-thousand-real long sword that Fang Dang had just created, but Fang Dang was in poor condition at that time and there was no large amount of real power around him to consume. Now Fang Dang's spiritual body has reached its peak, and at the same time he has found a large number of real crystals. Maybe he can try it. If it fails, Fang Dang's loss is only part of the real crystal and a fragment of the Qiangang Chaos Hammer. If it succeeds, it will be amazing. Fang Dang will directly have a magic weapon with ten-thousand-real real realm!

The temptation was too great. Fang Dang immediately found a place to hide, and then began to try to integrate the fragments of the Qiangang Chaos Hammer with the best long sword that Fang Dang refined.

Fang Dang kept throwing his true power into the fragments of the Qiangang Chaos Hammer. Fang Dang wanted to crush the entire fragments of the Qiangang Chaos Hammer without damaging the spirituality of the Qiangang Chaos Hammer, and then incorporate it into the long sword.

The most critical step here is to crush it while maintaining spirituality!

Fang Dang was concentrating on the real power into the Qiangang Chaos Hammer, and on the other hand, melting the long sword.

The long sword began to soften and turn red and brighten as the fire of the counterfire.

In the end, the sword began to gradually become soft under the burning of the fire, and finally the sword completely melted into a bright ball of blood.

At this time, cracks like spider-like silk began to appear on the fragments of the Qiangang Chaos Hammer in Fang Dang's hand. These cracks continued to disintegrate, and Fang Dang could also preserve the spirituality of these fragments to the greatest extent.

As these fragments become more and more small, Fang Dang knew that success or failure would be a success or failure.

These tiny fragments also have life. The moment Fang Dang bursts them, their lives have begun to wither and wither. If they cannot merge with the iron immediately, the lives of these fragments will immediately come to an end.

The time is at this moment!

Fang Dang immediately rolled up the fragments and poured them into the iron.

The tiny fragments of the Gangang Chaos Hammer merged into the bright and bright red molten iron immediately.

Fang Dang was not idle either. Every tiny fragment of the dry chaotic hammer was actually wrapped by Fang Dang with a ball of real power. On the one hand, it was to help them protect the last line of spirituality, and on the other hand, it was to now.

I saw the tiny fragments wrapped with real power sank into the aid, as if it was raining.

The fragments fell into the iron juice one after another. At this time, Fang Dang suddenly reached out and took the iron juice up, and pinched it into a bright red ball in the air. Then Fang Dang slapped his hands and Fang Dang only believed in what he had created with his hands. Under Fang Dang's slap, the iron juice became more and more like a sword.

A whole day passed, and the sword that Fang Dang smashed with his hands had completely lost its previous appearance. On the contrary, this sword was simply evident. The silver-white sword body was indescribable, especially the shining things on the sword's body, which made the sword look quite tall and full of a mysterious color.

Fang Dang was also very excited to watch as he spent a whole day refining the long sword. You must know that this sword is a real treasure of ten real realm!

Of course, when Fang Dang verified whether the spirituality of the Gangang Chaos Hammer had been transferred to this long sword, it could not be called a treasure. If the spirituality was not transferred, even if it failed, the sword could only continue to be a tool.

Fang Dang was a little excited at this time, and reached out to put the long sword into his hand. As Fang Dang held both hands on the long sword, Fang Dang knew that he had succeeded!

Fang Dang was overjoyed and immediately shook the long sword in his hand. A meteor hammer full of iron spikes appeared on the sword. If someone faced Fang Dang's sword head-on, stretched out his hand or blocked it with something, he would be surprised to find that a meteor hammer popped up from Fang Dang's sword.

Fang Dang waved the long sword in his hand several times. The fragments of the sword's scattered chaotic hammer released a starry light that was full of stars. It was impossible to see during the day. When it came to night, it was like moving the starry sky down and waving the sword light could be called the Galaxy Falls!
Chapter completed!