on the battlefield. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The four of Xuandao, Lengdao, Jingdao and Xu Yang did not fight alone like Ning Jing and Shangguan Aoyun, but the four of them cooperated to attack. After all, the two generals were True Dan Realm cultivators, and the combat power of a single person was not comparable to the four of them.

Most of the large number of iron-armored spirit scorpions with slightly lower cultivation can be dealt with by a single person, but a few of them have a high-level spirit scorpion that is no less than the Dao of the Peiyuan Realm cultivator, and it is more effective for the four of them to cooperate with each other to attack.

The Xuandao people's icy sword comes out, the sword blade blows snow, and the wound of the iron-armored spirit scorpion that hits the move will be sealed by the cold sword qi, and the action and defense will drop a lot. Jing Daoren waved the purple wood sword in his hand and took the opportunity to make up for it, and most of them could kill the injured iron-armored spirit scorpion on the spot.

The four illusory long sticks in Xu Yang's hands are extremely domineering, especially the power of Mount Tai that has blessed Mount Tai's pure gold, with his current cultivation, he can't urge the full ability on it, but the power of swinging each stick can also be called earth-shattering. Every time it smashed on the body of the ironclad spirit scorpion, it exploded like a watermelon with an iron hammer, and it was either dead or injured. The cold road people watched the opportunity to supplement the attack, and they were unstoppable all the way.

The many ironclad spirit scorpions on the opposite side are not afraid of death, one after another, and they are endless.

Bombardment, slashing, and popping sounds are mixed together, stimulating nerves, and the scene is tragic.

The strange thing is that the severed limbs of this iron-armored spirit scorpion do not flow blood, but burn into ashes in the purple flames emitted around its body, leaving a purple crystal nucleus in the ashes.

An even more bizarre scene happened, the later ironclad spirit scorpion would snatch up the purple crystal nucleus left by the dead ironclad spirit scorpion, and the chewing sound of "click, click, click" came and went.

The purple fireworks on the body of the ironclad spirit scorpion that ate the purple crystal nucleus will be more vigorous, the size will become larger, and the strength will also be improved compared to before.

The rise of crowd killing, at first, did not pay attention to this subtle change, but after a long time, a terrifying scene occurred.

Gradually, there were no more iron-armored spirit scorpions rushing out from behind, and the number of remaining iron-armored spirit scorpions was getting smaller and smaller. But they were all remnants of the existence that devoured a large number of purple crystal nuclei, and each devouring made it a little stronger.

In the end, the remaining dozen or so iron-armored spirit scorpions had grown to the size of a small mountain. The appearance has also become more hideous and terrifying, and the original smooth iron armor has grown many sharp bone spurs, flashing with a trace of purple spirit lines. The purple flames around him were even more intense and intense, and the blazing heat made it easy for people to get close.

A body of iron armor became as thick as a wall, hard as iron, and the power of the long swords of the Xuandao, Lengdao, and Jingdao people could only leave a shallow mark on it, and even Xu Yang's four illusion long sticks only shattered a small piece of his iron armor, unable to cause substantial damage.

A pair of iron tongs were even more ferocious, and with their unparalleled strength, each blow was no less powerful than the secret technique of the Peiyuan Realm cultivator. Each swing would make the four of them tired and backwards.

"The strength of the remaining ten spirit scorpions is already very close to that of demon beasts, so let's bother the two generals to kill them. Lu Wujie, the lord of the West County who was standing behind, said loudly, but he still didn't make a move, just stared at the changes in front of him.

"The subordinates receive the order. General Ning Jing replied loudly.

"Well said. General Shangguan Aoyun also replied in time.

After hearing this, Xu Yang's four figures flashed, jumped out of the battle circle, and retreated.

General Ning Jing secretly decided the law, and Zhenyuan frantically injected the "Wolf Fire Long Silk" in his hand. A coercion that only a True Dan Realm cultivator had swung out from his body, the void trembled, and the ground rumbled.

"Hundred miles of wolf smoke".

With a broken cry, the spear in his hand shot out, and red flames flashed around the spear, like a fire dragon rising into the sky.

"Boom. The spear pierced the body of an iron-armored spirit scorpion, rolling up red flames, and the hard iron armor of the spirit scorpion was torn to pieces, and the huge body fell down with a bang.

The Eastern General Shangguan Aoyun did not show weakness, and put the "Silver Dragon Glaive" in his hand across his chest, and hurriedly mentioned the true yuan and injected it into it.

"Silver Dragon Slash".

Stride, the blade out, the knife falls, and the silver dragon appears.

With a bang, an originally menacing ironclad scorpion was cut in two by Qi Brush, and the wreckage burned out in a purple spiritual flame, leaving only a purple crystal nucleus the size of a walnut.

The remaining spirit scorpions scrambled to eat the crystal nuclei that had fallen to the ground.

The two fought hard, and in a series of critical hits, the last three of the eleven ironclad spirit scorpions remained.

But the only three spirit scorpions began to evolve further after devouring the crystal nuclei of their kind.

The size of the body became larger again, the momentum was even more amazing, and the head gave birth to a hideous horn, like a ghost god from hell, and the purple spiritual flames around his body rolled, setting off a wave of hot air.

Seeing this, Xu Yang couldn't help but be shocked. At this time, the sense of oppression brought to by the three spirit scorpions was second only to the thousand snakes, and I am afraid that they were already quasi-demon beasts.

Xuandao people, Jingdao people, and cold Dao people also showed solemn expressions on their faces.

Seeing this, the two generals were about to perform a killing move.

"I'll come. Lu Wujie, who was originally standing behind everyone, suddenly spoke.

Lu Wujie deserves to be a powerhouse at the peak of the True Dan Realm. One step out, the sound has not fallen, the person has arrived, and the purple robe is flying behind him, showing the spirit of a king.

With a flip of his wrist, a blue sword was held in his palm.

This sword is called "Wild Lan", it is said to be the first existence of the famous sword in the small sage world, above the sword body, under the blue faintly visible bursts of tumbling waves, the sword body buzzed, the surrounding void aura vibrated endlessly, the sword did not come out, its momentum was already there.

I saw Lu Wujie's arms stretched out from side to side, and the whole person jumped straight up, stepping on the void, dancing wildly in his clothes, and his body was reflected in a blue light, hovering in mid-air like a true god.

"Dan Killing Technique - Galaxy Tianshui. ”

The outer core of the True Pill in the body melted rapidly, and the powerful mana was injected into the long sword in his hand like a stormy wave, and the nirvana technique that only a True Dan Realm monk had unleashed.

The sword came out, and the sword intent was like the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens, and the entire underground palace shook for a while, and Lu Wujie turned out to be a sword cultivator.

The huge azure sword slashed high, and in the blink of an eye, it rolled on the bodies of the three ironclad scorpions below, leaving a straight blue line as far as the sword edged behind, and the blue line flashed into the bodies of the three ironclad scorpions.

Looking at the three ironclad scorpions, they were a little overwhelmed by this sudden and terrifying blow. A pair of iron claws clicked, the tail like an iron hook behind him swayed non-stop, and the huge body was spinning in a circle in place at great speed, but it couldn't dodge at all, but after being hit, there seemed to be no reaction.

The three behemoths squeaked and rushed towards the place where they were, but as they ran, the surface of the iron armor appeared like cobweb-like splendors, clicks, and the splinters joined into large cracks, and the cracks splashed with dazzling blue light.

"Boom!"

The three ironclad scorpions on the run completed the last moment of their lives, their huge bodies torn apart and shattered in the blue light.

Purple fireworks ignited, and with a crisp "clanging" sound in the fly ash, three fist-sized purple crystal nuclei rolled to the ground. In each crystal nucleus, a scorpion phantom could be seen trembling, as if it was still afraid of the blow just now.

"I didn't expect that this Lu Wujie's skill has grown a little more, as a fellow Daoist will be relied on, but if he is an opponent, it will be fatal. Xu Yang's ears heard the sound of the black cat's night slaughter.

"I made a note of it. Xu Yang replied.

"This demon crystal looks like a rare spiritual material. As he spoke, Leng Dao Ren stepped forward to pick up the three demon crystals left on the ground.

At this moment, subtle cracks began to appear on the three demon crystals, accompanied by a soft clicking sound.

A moment later, the three purple demon crystals shattered one after another. The three fist-sized spirit scorpions in it quickly gathered together, twisted for a while, and turned into a palm-sized three-tailed spirit scorpion. Then, with a U-turn, he wagged his three tails and fled towards one of the passages behind him.

"It can actually evolve to the state of three tails, does this scorpion still have the blood of a true demon?"

The True Demon Bloodline is an extremely sacred existence among the countless demon spirits in the Evil Spirit Realm, they are scarce in number and extremely powerful, and they are the kings of every race in the Evil Spirit Realm.

"Chase! The source of this scorpion should be the exit of this labyrinth. Lu Wujie said loudly.

It was still the two generals who led the way, and the others followed.

The three-tailed spirit scorpion is only the size of a palm, but the speed is extremely fast, and the eight scorpion legs under the body seem to be slender, but they are extremely dexterous, like plucked strings shaking back and forth, and the body is already ten zhang away in an instant.

"It's not that easy to run. Lu Wujie drank clearly, pinched the trick with one hand, and his middle finger popped out quickly.

With a "pop", a touch of blue light shot out from the fingertips like lightning.

"Smack", accurately shot at one of the tails of the three-tailed scorpion running in front.

"Bondage!"

With a strange twist, the blue mang turned into a rune and imprinted on the scorpion's tail, and a wisp of white smoke rose from the brand.

Immediately after, a trace of blue rune power emanated from the imprint like a water streak.

The three-tailed spirit scorpion's body shook for a while, and the speed of its running plummeted by a few points.

Seeing that everyone was getting closer and closer to the three-tailed spirit scorpion.

At this moment, the ground under his feet suddenly shook, and the original three roads moved again, and in the click, they turned into criss-crossing and chaotic appearances.

The running three-tailed spirit scorpion was also shocked by this sudden situation, and after a pause, after turning in place, he identified a direction and continued to run.

The crowd behind him was even more in hot pursuit.

Seeing the three-tailed spirit scorpion running into a closed corridor, a stone wall on the opposite side blocked the way.

Just when everyone thought that this spirit scorpion had nowhere to escape, the three-tailed spirit scorpion slammed headlong into the stone wall.

In the midst of everyone's astonishment, white water rippled on the stone wall, and the spirit scorpion passed through the wall.

"It turns out that this labyrinth is not the nine-number formation of Confucianism at all, it is just a blinding formation disguised as a nine-number formation, and the hidden means are indeed clever. The information I left on the imprint on this spirit scorpion just now is still there, and it didn't run far and continued to chase. Lu Wujie said loudly.

When Ning Jing, the general of the west, and Shangguan Aoyun, the general of the east, who rushed to the front, heard this, they used the weapons in their hands to probe the wall, and the weapons were submerged in it as if they were nothing, and they also splashed circles of white water.

Without a pause, the tall figures of the two disappeared in an instant in the ripples of white water on the wall.