At this time, a hidden place outside the desolate desert.
Countless poisonous insects flew out of the sand. These poisonous insects looked strange, with thin and dense teeth, and extremely ferocious eyes. Suddenly, these poisonous insects flew in the air and circled quickly, and unexpectedly merged together in an incredible way.
One, two, three... countless!
The member of the Deadly Clan slowly formed his figure, and a green light flashed in his eyes, like a will-o'-the-wisp emerging from a mass grave at night, which chilled people's hearts. The vine inserted into the desert was full of purple flowers, which was extremely strange. It shook its body and coughed slightly.
The hundred blood dragons looked at them at the same time, with a faint look of expectation in their eyes. Dong Chenyu stepped forward directly and stood in front of the hundred blood dragons. His eyes flashed with blood, and he looked calm and confident, saying: " How are things going? Is it going well?" The voice was extremely cold, as if coming from an ice cave.
"Thank you for living up to your fate! The Soul-Eating Scorpion Queen was frightened. This time, even if they don't die, they still have to shed their skin!" The dead man grinned, looking even more ferocious.
"Okay, I want to see if this human kid can dig out my Five Fingers Mountain." Dong Chenyu's voice was cold. His hatred for Ouyang Ming had reached the extreme. Not only did he lose his face, but he also killed him. My beloved son is simply unforgivable.
This time, he must let this human boy know why the flowers are so red!
The other blood dragons also had evil smiles on their faces, with a faint expectation in their hearts, hoping that this kid wouldn't spend too much spiritual power in the hands of the Soul-Eating Scorpion, otherwise, it wouldn't be fun.
The members of the Shizhuo clan also had cold expressions. With a thought, they turned into countless poisonous insects and blended into the desert to investigate information.
The Shizhuo clan can be said to be the most difficult and difficult race to kill in the entire spiritual world. It is not because they are too strong, but because of their survivability. As long as there is a poisonous insect that is not dead, or even a little filament, if you give it some time, it can be resurrected again. What makes him difficult to deal with is that this race is very vengeful, and they will fight to the death as long as they get involved in it. They will do anything to achieve their goals, they are smelly and hard, and they can't be shaken off and they are sticky.
Therefore, even a family like Three Dragons and Three Phoenixes would not take the initiative to provoke a foreign race like Death Zhuo.
Dong Chenyu looked at its slowly dissipating figure, the light in his eyes slowly condensed, and he whispered: "Enter the state of preparation for war. The shame of my blood dragon clan must be washed away with blood."
"Yes!" The hundreds of blood dragons roared at the same time, with fighting intent shining in their eyes.
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The cold wind is like a knife, carving the earth, roaring from a distance.
Ouyang Ming breathed out a breath of turbid air, blowing away all the cold wind in front of him. Without the resistance squeezing from all directions, his speed could be said to be extremely fast, but his expression was extremely solemn.
Looking around, I saw that the sand was sinking rapidly, and countless soul-eating scorpions emerged from the sand. From a distance, it looked like I was trapped in a sea of soul-eating scorpions.
Their heads were pitch black, their backs were like burning flames, and among these soul-devouring scorpions, there were actually some auras that were extremely powerful, reaching the level of high-level ferocious beasts.
"Kacha!" The soul-devouring scorpion spotted a high-level spiritual person and pounced on him.
The cultivator punched out one punch after another quickly, connecting them together. Wherever the fist landed, there was a sound like thunder. This was a unique effect of the boxing technique reaching a certain level. It was dangerous and awe-inspiring, sending hundreds of soul-eating scorpions in front of him. At the same time, it was smashed instantly.
But as soon as he turned around, a mid-level ferocious beast immediately bit him from the side. Inadvertently, his arm was bitten by the Soul-Eating Scorpion. The rugged and thorn-like tail pierced the body. As soon as the venom entered the cultivator's body, he felt as if his whole body was on fire, and he immediately let out a shrill scream. Immediately afterwards, countless soul-eating scorpions crawled onto his body, starting from the skin and gnawing deeper, and he watched his own flesh and blood being devoured with his own eyes.
When Ouyang Ming saw this scene, he sighed secretly. Without any movement, a finger of wind condensed out of thin air and printed directly on the high-level monk.
He wanted to raise his head, but the energy in his body had been exhausted. The look of relief in his eyes flashed away. He tilted his head and swallowed his last breath.
Ouyang Ming's face was calm. Along the way, he had overcome obstacles, bathed in blood and grown up. He had seen countless corpses. This scene had not touched him much. Besides, seeking the truth is to advance bravely in the rapids. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Death is a normal thing.
These soul-eating scorpion tails naturally saw Ouyang Ming, their tail stings shook violently, and they assumed an attacking posture. They moved towards Ouyang Ming like vultures hunting for prey. At the same time, white threads came out of his mouth, intertwined together, like a bunch of white arrows, crossing the space.
Ouyang Ming's face changed slightly, and he moved away from him.
"We must not get entangled with them!" Ouyang Ming knew in his heart. He released a large amount of mist from his body and swatted forward boldly, killing hundreds of soul-eating scorpions.
But instead of showing fear in their eyes, these ferocious beasts became even more ferocious. In just three or four breaths, they directly surrounded Ouyang Ming.
Seeing this scene, Ouyang Ming sneered: "Come here if you are not afraid of death!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Tianfeng Fire burned brightly, and the white flames directly enveloped Ouyang Ming. The temperature in the air increased without limit, and the scorching heat The air wave reversed and turned away.
He took a step and turned a blind eye to the attacking Soul-Eating Scorpion.
The sound of "pop" was heard endlessly. As soon as the palm-sized Soul-Eating Scorpion came into contact with the fire of the Heavenly Phoenix, its body exploded uncontrollably and turned into ashes.
But this ferocious beast was fearless and resolute. Like a moth flying into a flame, it bumped into the fire of the Heavenly Phoenix, and countless soul-eating scorpions turned into powder. The fire of Tianfeng is the master of all fires, and its temperature is extremely high.
This is because Ouyang Ming has not yet stepped into the realm of the venerable. Even if he is an ordinary venerable, it is not impossible for him to burn all the soul-eating scorpions in front of him with a single thought due to the nature of the Heavenly Phoenix Fire.
Having said that, it goes without saying that the attack power of the Heavenly Phoenix Fire is powerful.
But it also has limitations. It is only suitable for dealing with opponents who are not good at speed. If it is used against opponents of the same level as Ji Haoran, it will be a bit stretched.
Looking from a distance, a white flame rose into the sky and moved quickly in the desert. A figure was faintly visible in the flame, like a king in the fire.
At this time, it was a hundred miles away from Ouyang Ming.
He Jian and Jiang Yingrong stood side by side, exchanged glances with each other, and both saw the uneasy look in their eyes.
Jiang Yingrong smoothed back her somewhat scattered hair and said with a wry smile: "Elder He, this... what's going on? How can this soul-eating scorpion be so crazy?"
He Jian shook the sword box on his shoulder, thought for a moment, and answered softly: "Someone must have alerted the Soul-Eating Scorpion Queen. Otherwise, it would be impossible for so many Soul-Eating Scorpions to appear in the desert. So crazy, just..." He paused, a flash of confusion in his eyes.
"Just what?" Jiang Yingrong answered the question very well.
"This Soul-Eating Scorpion Queen has been sleeping deep in the yellow sand all year round. How could she be disturbed?" He touched his chin with his old fingers, but he couldn't figure it out.
Jiang Yingrong looked thoughtful and said nothing.
After a while, Jiang Yingrong murmured to herself: "I wonder if Brother Yu is okay?" She looked at the yellow sand in the sky, dazed.
"Don't worry, Brother Yu has many ways to save his life. Even among the hundreds of people who entered the desert desert, all of them died, so nothing can happen to him." He Jian raised the sword box, his voice was full of vicissitudes, and he seemed to be worried about Ouyang Ming. Extremely confident. Among the great ruins, he has spent the longest time with Ouyang Ming and has the most comprehensive understanding. He has seen all of Ouyang Ming's incredible methods.
This is also true. In terms of life-saving ability alone, even the Venerable might not be as good as Ou Yangming.
After all, even a Venerable has extremely limited energy. To give a simple example, if Ouyang Ming and a Venerable fall into the killing formation at the same time, Ouyang Ming has a chance to break out of the formation, but what about the Venerable? How many people know the formation? It's okay to be able to break the formation with strength, but if you can't break it, you can only be strangled.
Jiang Yingrong listened to this and nodded slightly in agreement.
"Let's go, the spiritual power in the dantian has recovered somewhat. Let's wait for brother Yu outside." He Jian straightened his body, moved his body, and moved away.
Jiang Yingrong followed without hesitation.
But the two of them had just taken a few steps, "Whoosh..." As the sound spread, densely packed palm-sized soul-eating scorpions emerged from the desert, their eyes fierce and ferocious, faintly bloody, directly surrounding the two of them.
"Quick! Quick! Break out quickly!" He Jian's voice was urgent.
While speaking, he raised his arm and pressed his fingers in the air. With this press, the sword box on his back shook rapidly.
A crisp sword cry rose into the sky, and the Ziwu Sword flashed with light, spinning around He Jian. He Jian raised his hand and pointed, and said in a cold voice: "A sword coming from the west!" As soon as these words fell, the sword energy was everywhere. It overflowed and stirred up countless yellow sand. Wherever it passed, all the Soul-eating Scorpions collapsed completely, directly blasting out a three-foot-wide path to survive.
Although He Jian is not a Taoist, his strength is not inferior to any Taoist.
Jiang Yingrong's attacks were also extremely ruthless, sometimes stopping or pausing, moving or still, each movement was smooth and smooth, and every palm shot would cause a roar.
But there were too many soul-devouring scorpions, and they were so densely packed that in just a moment, they blocked the way of life again.
A large white mist emitted from the Soul-Eating Scorpion's mouth at the same time, turning into a silk cocoon. The air was filled with the smell of corrosion. When he opened his mouth and spat out, it completely filled the surroundings of the two people.
"Damn it!" He Jian was anxious, without any hesitation, and pressed the air again. The history and blood sunflowers in the sword box let out a low sound, and the light lit up and flew out at the same time. The three long swords were connected end to end and remained in the air. Flying up and down, He Jian roared: "The three swords are as green as the phoenix flying!"
The long sword condensed fiercely and slashed straight ahead.
An all-consuming sword light burst out from his body, covering the sky and the sun.
He Jian followed Jian Guang and said softly: "Let's go!" Before his voice fell, he followed Jian Guang and broke out.
But before the voice could finish, it was blocked again. There were too many Soul-Eating Scorpions.
They are trapped.