Crushed: Three Moves to Cripple Golden Crocodile! Gu Rong Was Furious: You Lost, and Now You Want to Renege?

In that instant, the morale of the twenty thousand defenders began to crumble like an avalanche.

On the barren plain, Gu Rong gave a disdainful smile:

"Impossible?

Golden Crocodile, your horizons have never extended beyond the space beneath Qian Daoliu's crotch.

You think mortals cannot reach the summit without a god's charity?

How could you frogs at the bottom of the Worship Hall's well ever comprehend the vastness of the Ling Tian Empire!"

"I refuse to believe it!

Enough of your tricks! Die!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's resolve shook violently. Knowing he absolutely could not let his opponent's overwhelming presence crush him mentally, he immediately let out a furious roar.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Golden Crocodile King Avatar!"

"Eighth Soul Skill, Golden Crocodile Heaven-Splitting Kill!"

Blinding golden light obscured half the sky.

An ancient golden crocodile over a hundred meters long tore through the earth, its enormous jaws like a golden floodgate across the heavens.

Bearing savage power that shattered the void, they snapped down at Gu Rong's head!

This strike carried over a century of cultivation from a Level-98 Power Attack System Titled Douluo.

Space was crushed into black fragments between his jaws. Even the walls of Jialing Pass would have been pulverized beneath that bite.

Facing this world-destroying strike, Gu Rong did not move his feet so much as half an inch.

He merely raised his right hand slowly, pressed his index and middle fingers together, and traced a light stroke through the void.

"Dual-Core Rotation, First Stage, Space Folding."

Humm!

There was no earth-shaking collision.

The instant the gigantic golden crocodile charged within fifty zhang of Gu Rong, its straight trajectory suddenly twisted in a bizarre fashion.

The entire expanse of space seemed to have been folded into thousands of layers by a pair of invisible hands. Golden Crocodile