Golden Crocodile Douluo's vertical pupils stared at Mo Lin before him, filled with gravity.
"This Soul Bone skill is definitely from a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone! That brat actually obtained a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone after leaving Spirit Hall? What kind of luck is that?"
"Senior, aren't you going to attack? This Martial Soul Avatar only lasts thirty minutes. Once it ends on its own, Senior, you'll have lost!" Mo Lin looked at the massive crocodile over ten meters long before him, his face full of mocking amusement.
"But for that brat to have such good luck is simply ********! Why the hell does this ** brat get to have such good luck?!
Sixth Soul Skill, Golden Crocodile Transformation!"
An enormous golden crocodile phantom emerged behind Golden Crocodile Douluo and became solid in an instant. It was a gigantic crocodile that looked exactly like Golden Crocodile Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar, except it was nearly thirty meters long. It swiftly lunged at Mo Lin with overwhelming pressure.
Golden Crocodile Douluo himself did not remain idle either. He plunged straight into the lava and swam toward Mo Lin beneath it, attacking him from below. His Soul Skill and true body split into two paths, both enormous in size, leaving Mo Lin very little room to evade.
Mo Lin was not the sort to stubbornly stand his ground. Though he wanted to test the Fire Dragon King Soul Bone's power, he would dodge when he needed to. He immediately used "Eight Gates Transport," shifting directly above the Golden Crocodile Transformation before the two bloody maws could bite down on him, then blasted its forehead with another Italian cannon.
The Golden Crocodile Transformation had a physical body. Under the impact of the dragon flames, it plummeted rapidly and crashed directly into Golden