Tu Yuan didn't see anything from the darkness, not even an intuitive feeling, but he just felt that there were other dangers besides this scorpion demon. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]

A gust of wind blew, and the wind was filled with poisonous gas and the fishy smell of those little poisonous scorpions after their deaths, and the wind blew the bell on Tu Yuan's waist, making a dull sound, making this small piece of empty sand even more depressing.

The silver-armored ghoul suddenly fell, Fan Xuanzi was nervous for a while, and Tu Yuan sighed: "I didn't expect that the tail thorn of the Scorpion Demon King was so domineering, it seemed to burn the corpse qi on its body." ”

"Then what should I do, Master. Fan Xuanzi asked anxiously.

"I'll talk about it later. After Tu Yuan finished speaking, he was about to step forward, and said: "Be careful here, you can hold this bell." ”

Although this corpse ghost has fallen now, but with the corpse exorcism bell in hand, no one can be sure whether the corpse ghost will suddenly rise, not to mention, it is a silver-armored corpse ghost.

Tu Yuan walked towards the Scorpion Demon King, and in just a few steps, his figure became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

"This method of retreat of real people is really wonderful. ”

Madame watched Tu Yuan disappear and said in admiration.

"Yes, my master is very powerful, don't be afraid, he will definitely be able to kill the scorpion demon. Fan Xuanzi is very confident in her master, and she still can't forget that her master is holding the Seven Treasures Ruyi in her left hand, like a god like a fairy, and in her right hand is holding the head of a Yaksha, like a demon like a demon.

At that time, the master had a feeling of controlling life with one hand and death with the other.

Tu Yuan came to the vicinity of the battle between the ascetic monk and the scorpion demon, his eyes were glowing, and he saw through the poisonous mist, in his eyes, the pair of terrifying demon claws of the scorpion demon were like two huge and sharp scissors, and the ascetic flickered and moved under those two scissors. The figure flickered and ducked.

Seeing this scene, Tu Yuan understood that this monk should not be the opponent of this scorpion demon. He's actually oppressing himself, and it's a kind of practice.

Other people's ways of practice. Tu Yuan didn't want to comment, but he wouldn't practice in this way. Everyone has their own way, and his way is the kind that goes with his heart and moves with his nature.

But this person can fight with the demon king for so long in the realm of knots, which can also show that his methods are clever, and the exercises he cultivates on his body are not simple.

I don't know what kind of symbol he knotted. Tu Yuan couldn't help but think to himself, ever since he had the Tiangang Divine Rune in his dantian, he would always want to know what kind of rune was in other people's dantian.

At the forehead of the scorpion demon, there was a crack, and green liquid oozed out, which was broken by the monk's punch.

But now the ascetic monk was a little precarious, Tu Yuan was about to help, and a spirit sealing talisman was already in his hand, but the monk shouted: "You don't need to make a move." ”

As he roared, his body suddenly swelled a lot. The clothes on his body were torn, revealing a strong body, and on his body was a colorful tiger.

His hands plunged into the void. Like a dream, somehow he directly grabbed a pair of demon pincers of the scorpion demon.

However, under the tremendous force of that pair of demon pincers, his body was instantly suppressed into the sand, and half of his body fell into the sand. The scorpion demon's mouth spewed out a black poisonous gas, the monk's mouth and nose were closed, but his eyes were tightly open, the scorpion demon made a strange sound, and suddenly, the scorpion tail needle on his tail suddenly raised high. The red tail thorn was a little yellow at the tip of the thorn, revealing a strange danger, and it was raised for a moment. The monk's eyes lit up in an instant.

Staring at the crimson closely, the crimson scorpion tail stabbed down.

Tu Yuan suddenly understood. This monk is just waiting for this, but it doesn't seem easy for this scorpion demon king to use the scorpion tail thorn once, he pierced the silver armor corpse charm before, and he didn't use it again when he fought with the monk for so long, until this moment.

The moment the scorpion tail lit up red, it had already pierced the monk, and Tu Yuan even saw only a red shadow across the void, and the yellow sand scattered by the monk disappeared.

Tu Yuan didn't know if the monk had dodged, and suddenly, his feet moved, and a hand stretched out of the sand with difficulty.

Tu Yuan hurriedly squatted down and stretched out his hand to pull out a person from the sand, it was the monk.

I saw that the monk had fallen into a semi-coma, but he still said, "I can't escape the scorpion tail needle after all." ”

He didn't ask Tu Yuan to save him, he just said this, and then fell into a coma, Tu Yuan wiped his hand, it was extremely hot, and his whole body had become red in this short period of time.

Tu Yuanjiang didn't move him again, because the scorpion demon had already pounced, the demon wind was blowing, a poisonous mist was rushing over, Tu Yuan's hand was on his waist, and there was already an extra head.

The moment the head appeared, a fierce aura surged, and the spiritual light in his hand flowed down from the hair he was carrying, and entered the head of the Yaksha, Tu Yuan Shennian entered the flying head with the spiritual power, only to feel that he had come to a sea of blood, boundless ferocity.

The spiritual power on his body poured into Feishou like water that had broken the embankment, and entered the eyes of Feishou, and Feishou's eyes slowly opened.

Two blood-red fierce eyes stared at the scorpion demon as if they were substance, the moment the scorpion demon took out the head of the Yaksha in Tu Yuan's hand, he had already stopped, and fear welled up in his eyes, but before he could escape, he was already stared at by the head of the Yaksha, and no longer moved.

Tu Yuan took out a spirit sealing rune and swung it out, and the spirit sealing rune turned into a piece of spiritual light and submerged into the body of the scorpion demon. Its body, which was still struggling and trembling, suddenly collapsed.

He was pleasantly surprised in his heart, although he knew that the flying head in his hand was powerful, and he should be able to suppress the scorpion demon, but he didn't expect to disperse the scorpion demon's spirit in one fell swoop.

He took a few big breaths to ease the spiritual power he had just consumed to drive the flying head.

The boundless sand scorpion receded like a tide because of the death of the demon king. Suddenly, Tu Yuan felt a strong danger, and a piece of yellow sand suddenly surged, like a yellow tide rolling down Tu Yuan.

"Hoo ......"

Tu Yuan stepped out in one step, and the whole person was already in the air, but the yellow sand seemed to be alive, scattered into a tornado, and went towards Tu Yuan.

In an instant, there was a sandstorm.

A cold laugh sounded in the boundless wind: "Death...... Die...... Dead ......"

Tu Yuan already knew who the comer was, it was the ghost, he was furious in his heart, Qibao Ruyi was in his hand, and everywhere he passed, the wind breathed, and the sand stopped. Another spirit rune disappeared into the void, and the wind and sand disappeared in an instant, and the yellow sand fell back to the ground.

"Master,......"

Fan Xuanzi's shout came from there.

"You protect yourself and cut that thing for the teacher. (To be continued)

PS: Here it is, this chapter was written a little before one o'clock. Ask for tickets. Commuter pass, recommended ticket.

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