"Hmph, are you finally willing to give it up?"

Yang Qingxuan pulled up a green string, and with a "zheng" sound, a green light arced and ejected down. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The poisonous tail of a sword was exposed on the small sandbag, and a red light was thrown out of the air, and the green arc was shattered by "ping pong".

And a silver light rushed out of the sandbag, it was the tail as slender as a steel chain, which shot towards Yang Qingxuan, and rolled up the red light in the sky, turning into a storm and sweeping up.

Yang Qingxuan took out the overlord sword, and the huge sword body was blocked in front of him like a shield, bearing the impact of that huge force.

There was a stirring sound of "bang bang bang" from the opposite side of the sword, and the huge storm made him retreat hundreds of feet in the air.

Yang Qingxuan put away the sword, and the eight-eyed crimson scorpion had already come out of the sand dunes, lying dormant on the sand, and the eight eyes were staring at him angrily, emitting a hateful killing intent.

Yang Qingxuan was surprised, and a small pincer grew out of the severed limb of the crimson poisonous scorpion, but it was only the size of a palm, and the shell was also milky white, which was very immature.

"Envy, it can still grow if it is broken, and you don't need flower spirit stones. ”

Yang Qingxuan laughed, his figure flashed, leaving several afterimages in the air, and he flew over.

Nan Mingli's fire sword pressed out countless fire patterns in the air, and the sword qi burst out from within it, like a continuous fire bomb, which came in an instant, and even the air was melted.

The crimson poisonous scorpion was huge, and it couldn't dodge the lightning-fast sword qi at all, its tail circled in the air, and the desolate qi and poisonous gas were stimulated, and with a flick of the volley, it made a huge half-moon-shaped slash, facing the sword qi.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

More than twenty sword qi were all broken, and the long tail immediately flashed again, stabbing towards Yang Qingxuan, who was rushing over, and the speed was extremely fast.

As soon as Yang Qingxuan stepped on the sword step, he dodged it, and the direction of the sword step was no longer straight, shuttling left and right, stepping out a large number of scattered points, and approaching the poisonous scorpion.

Rushing to ten zhang away, Yang Qingxuan jumped up, and Nan Ming's sword momentum on the fire sword was raised to the extreme, and he slashed towards the eight eyes.

A series of flames on the sword exploded on their own, and the breath of the Desolate Ancient Mengbeast came out, "Three thousand karmic fires!"

The crimson scorpion hurriedly raised its pincers and wrenched it towards the sword qi.

A large amount of wild sand flew up in the air under the effect of the desolate qi, turning into storms to compete with the flames.

"Boom!"

Under the collision of the two forces, the fire and sand all shattered. The yellow sand around Yang Qingxuan was even more scorched.

Nan Mingli's fire sword was clamped by the pliers, and he couldn't pull it left and right.

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "It's this trick again." ”

He abandoned his sword and retreated, pinching the trick with one hand, leaping a hundred feet high, while Nan Mingli's fire sword disappeared in the scorpion pincer.

"Whew!"

A red ray swept in, and the poisonous tail slashed through the afterimage he left behind.

Then the tail curled up and shot into the air.

"Hehe, it's exactly the same battle as last time. ”

Yang Qingxuan said with a smile, and the Nanming Lihuo Sword appeared in his hand again, slashing out a piece of crimson sword qi and hitting the long tail, shaking it away.

Then he stepped on it in the air, making his body rush dozens of feet high, out of the attack range of the poisonous scorpion.

Then, he pinched the trick with his left hand, and his eyes showed a different color.

The slender body began to change, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a lurker of sand, seven or eight feet high, and its sunken eyes looked down.

At the same time, with one hand, the yellow sand all over the ground rolled, turning into tornadoes, swirling around the crimson poisonous scorpion, and rushing up the sand pillars.

The crimson scorpion showed a shocked look in its eight eyes, and it froze there for a moment, a little distracted.

As if unable to believe it, the eight eyes blinked and blinked, and it was clear that the person in the sky above was indeed the sand lurker, and the violent yellow sand around it rolled up, it was an extremely strong sand control technique, and it panicked all of a sudden.

The huge body swayed a few times in the sand, and turned around and left, trying to escape.

The level of the Crimson Scorpion was lower than that of the Sand Lurker, even if its cultivation was one level higher than Yang Qingxuan's, it was also shocked by the level of coercion from the depths of its soul at this moment.

Although all the desolate beasts are stored in this ancient battlefield, they rely on this yellow sand and desolate qi to survive and reproduce.

But the lurker of the sand is born of the yellow sand condensed with sunlight and desolate energy, and is the own son of this desert, and the true master of this desert.

And the crimson scorpion and other desolate beasts are just hosts.

Seeing that his enemy had become a lurker in the sand, the crimson scorpion fled in fright.

But the yellow sand swept up from the sky, and struck it one after another.

The crimson scorpion kept waving its large pincers, shattering those tornadoes, and fled into the distance at great speed, as if desperate.

Yang Qingxuan didn't allow it to escape, his body flashed, and he appeared above it, his left hand clenched into a fist, and countless sand and dust gathered wildly in the sky, pouring into that fist, compressing a sand fist dozens of times, becoming as hard as iron.

Every grain of sand that made up the fist was full of desolate qi and true element, and the air was distorted after the fist was condensed.

Yang Qingxuan's face was full of solemnity, and his sunken eyes shot out of fine light.

All the power poured into this punch, and it slammed down from the sky!

"Dao Destroying Dragon Fist!"

"Boom!"

The whole sky was blown up.

The wild sand turned into a long dragon, and with that punch broke down, the sky was torn apart by the fist wind, and an extremely long crack fell.

The crimson scorpion on the ground trembled with fright, and the sand around it exploded, shooting in all directions under the dragon's fist.

"Boom!"

The punch struck the giant pincers of the crimson scorpion, shaking the monstrous sand, and the whole world was gray.

Yang Qingxuan's grasp of the Dao Destroying Dragon Fist was still very superficial, and after a punch was struck, his body was also collapsing, turning into countless quicksands and falling from the sky.

But soon, he condensed his body directly on the ground, and walked a few steps to the place where the giant fist fell.

A deep pit that spread hundreds of feet appeared in front of him, and in the middle of the pit, the crimson poisonous scorpion was lying there, the giant pincers had been blasted, and his body was constantly twitching, and he did not die directly.

Yang Qingxuan stepped forward and made up a punch, bursting its belly, and then it was completely dead.

And a lot of venom flowed out of the belly, as well as devoured corpses.

Yang Qingxuan turned back into a human body, his face was a little pale, and his physical energy was too much exertion.

He frowned, and from the stomach of the poisonous scorpion, three corpses flowed out, in addition to the two people he had met before, there was one who was even more corroded, the flesh was basically melted clean, and the bones were also thin.

Yang Qingxuan first put the poisonous scorpion into the Star Ring, and then stripped off all the storage artifacts on the three corpses, and then turned into a streamer and went to the sky.

Soon after, several figures flew in from a distance, stopping above the huge fist pit, one by one shocked.

(To be continued.) )