Chapter 545 Fishing for Floods by the River! (1/3)
Wherever the flood passes, there is a mess and everything is destroyed.
There were big trees that were uprooted or broken, shrubs and shrubs that were submerged in the water, and the corpses of mutated beasts that exuded a foul odor.
Only the goshawks and crows were enjoying this gluttonous feast.
The distance between the Yangtze River and Jianye has been completely transformed into a swamp, and the ecological circle here has been completely destroyed.
Fang Fan, with a frosty face, sped towards the Yangtze River at high speed, but fell on a driftwood when he was near the Yangtze River.
The aura on his body instantly became restrained, and it seemed that he only had a third-level aura.
However, if someone with a stronger spiritual sense than innates observes it, they will see through the disguise.
This is a person who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. This is a very strong fifth level, which is on the verge of reaching its limit. No one except Xiantian can see through his disguise.
But if a strong person who surpasses Fang Fan's spiritual consciousness comes and looks at Fang Fan carefully, he will find a surprise.
Controlling the third-level speed, he used a spear to glide across the water, treating the driftwood as a boat, and quickly headed towards the hills ahead.
Then he continued to move on the floating islands on the water.
Driftwood, hills, and large tall trees can all be used as points for Fang Fan to draw on, allowing him to move forward quickly in this swampy country, and in the process, occasionally kill an attacking water beast.
There are always some water animals brought to the shore to enjoy a free lunch.
However, due to the depth limit of the water, the water beasts that can move around in this area without being stranded are not strong.
Soon Fang Fan came to the Yangtze River, where the rapid water flowed back into the Yangtze River along the low-lying areas.
Fang Fan found a foothold and looked at the boundless Yangtze River like an ocean, with a sneer on his lips.
Take out an obsolete elephant cavalry lance from the dragon-patterned jade pendant.
This kind of lance is three to four feet long, and has a very uncoordinated thickness. It looks extremely slender and weird.
Then he took out a circle of crystal clear blood rope and a triangular anchor.
The blood rope tied the triangular anchor and fixed it on the top of the lance, and an extremely rough fishing rod appeared in Fang Fan's hand.
Stab a dragon scale fruit into each of the three corners of the triangular anchor. After fixing it, he took out a bucket of the blood of a fifth-level mutant beast and poured it on it, then flicked it violently.
Plop!
The anchor fell into the water without any stagnation, sinking directly into the water until the blood rope was taut.
Fang Fan held a gun in one hand and sat cross-legged on the shore with his eyes slightly closed.
The triangular anchor sank quickly into the water under its weight.
Under the wash of the water, the essence of the dragon scale fruit and the bloody aura of the fifth-level mutant beast merged into the water and spread quickly.
The smell of dragon scale fruit and blood quickly attracted a group of fish and beasts to gather next to the triangular anchor.
The bloody smell of the fifth-level mutant beasts on the triangular anchor not only did not scare them, but actually made them go crazy.
Crazy absorbing the blood smell, frantically fighting for the dragon scale fruit on the horn.
During the scramble, a melee broke out in the water.
As the death of water beasts increased, the smell of blood became more and more intense, until it attracted those truly high-level and powerful water beasts.
At a place under the water, a ferocious and terrifying dragon entrenched itself in a water cave.
There were broken scales on its head and body, and even wounds lacking flesh and blood.
This is the innate evil dragon that flooded Jianye, and it is healing.
And at this moment, its closed narrow eyes suddenly opened, and its suppressed voice echoed in the water hole.
"Melee, and... the spirit fruit breath that can purify the blood of a true dragon."
Feeling the dim spirit fruit aura, the dragon was a little unsure of what to do, but the greed deep in its blood still drove it to swim out of the cave.
However, although Jiaolong was greedy, he did not lose his vigilance at all.
The dark blue body blends into the water, making it inconspicuous in the dim water bottom.
It swam upward slowly, not even making any waves, everything was silent.
After arriving at the edge of the battlefield, Jiaolong instantly caught the breath of the Dragon Scale Fruit, and when he saw the fishhook composed of a blood rope and a triangular anchor, its purpose was obvious.
For a moment, the dragon's eyes turned red, and it felt extremely humiliated and angry.
"Roar!"
Angry roars echoed in the waters. Some of the enhanced fish beasts died suddenly, while others fled in a hurry.
In the blink of an eye, the water area became quiet, silent, and the rich blood spread. Only the fishhook composed of a triangular anchor drifted with the waves, conveying undisguised ridicule to the dragon.
"Roar!"
The fish's tail was thrown out violently, carrying a strong current and hitting the anchor, instantly crushing it.
But this was not enough to calm the dragon's anger.
The angry dragon quickly jumped up along the blood rope.
The moment the anchor shattered, Fang Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the shore, showed a slight smile.
Jiao... took the bait.
The angry dragon suddenly rushed upwards, and when it was close to the water, its spiritual sense swept over it, and it instantly captured Fang Fan who was not hiding anything.
"Third level? No, no, it's the hidden fifth level. It's so strong."
The innate dragon instantly saw through Fang Fan's disguise and analyzed the human's intentions in a flash.
"Do you want to pretend to be the third level and then sneak attack me when I'm careless?"
There was a trace of ridicule in the dragon's narrow eyes, and a ferocious expression on his face. The last trace of doubt in his heart disappeared and he broke through the water.
The dragon was entrenched in the sky. The one-horned dragon's head was lowered. A pair of narrow dragon eyes looked down at Fang Fan and growled.
"Human, you have to pay the price for your provocation!"
Fang Fan showed a smile on his lips and raised his head slightly.
"Oh, really? Do you really think I'm only level three?
Do you think a mere third-level person dares to come to the Yangtze River to fish for dragons? Do you think you have seen through me?
There's nothing I can do to you when you're in the water. Hiding is just to trick you into coming up. I'm innate."
Fang Fan looked at Jiaolong and smiled gently.
When Jiaolong heard this, he subconsciously scanned it with his spiritual sense, and Fang Fan's fifth-level strength was clearly reflected in his mind.
This subconscious move made him feel humiliated, and the smile on Fang Fan's lips completely ignited it.
"Hoo, ant, suffer death. Only your death can wash away my humiliation!"
The dragon roared low, with a ferocious face as it dived directly towards Fang Fan.
Fang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and sighed slightly when he saw the dragon's head facing him, instead of facing the water of the Yangtze River.
"Have you finally chosen to attack? You are so cautious."
Not to mention before rushing out of the water, even after rushing out of the water and suspended in mid-air, the dragon's head is always facing the water.
At that time, if Fang Fan made the slightest move or made the slightest mistake, it would jump into the water in an instant.
"If you don't attack and stay alert all the time and face the water, I will most likely only seriously injure you."
Fang Fan stood up. He smiled, his mouth full of sighs, and raised his head to face the dragon.
He slowly raised the lance in his hand and flicked it violently!
