On the other side, after learning that there were still other spirits on the mountain range, Qin Ming was also a lot more careful.

Roar!

Despite this, however, he still encounters a ferocious spirit foe.

On a relatively flat mountain rock wall, a cold man with gloomy eyes was half-squatting on a black rock, staring indifferently at Qin Ming, who had just passed by.

As if sensing the gaze from above his head, Qin Ming stopped and frowned.

Name: None

Spirit: Purple Feather Yellow Ghost Scorpion

Combat power rating: Seventh-order lower grade

Growth potential: Seventh-order high-grade

It's another seventh-order spirit, and it's the first rank higher than the phantom warbler lizard I saw before, but I don't know what the combat effectiveness is.

Qin Ming could feel the cold aura emanating from the other party's body, and he seemed to have bad intentions towards him.

"Where did this sixth-order high-grade spirit come from? The yellow ghost scorpion licked his lips, his pupils slightly reddened.

"Seventh-order lower grade. Qin Ming quickly calculated in his heart, he was still somewhat sure of this level of spirit.

It just so happened that he couldn't find the whereabouts of Lingshan Shenshui for a long time, and he felt that such an aimless search was not a way.

He needed to learn something from the other spirits.

"This immortal mountain is not comparable to other places, since you are here, you will consider yourself unlucky. The yellow ghost scorpion suddenly jumped down from the rock, and with the help of gravity's falling momentum, the powerful kick seemed to step Qin Ming directly into a meat patty.

Rumble!

With a roar, there was a huge earthquake in the rocks.

The imaginary scene of defeating the enemy with one move did not appear in front of him, and the six-level spirits in front of him miraculously carried his kick.

The strength of the arm seems unshakable.

"What's going on with this guy?" the yellow ghost scorpion was shocked.

Not everyone could tell the body of his sword grass through Qin Ming's breath, and not everyone knew the horror of the Miyue Sword Grass.

Obviously, the yellow ghost scorpion in front of him didn't have such knowledge.

Qin Ming's gaze remained unchanged, and he grabbed the opponent's calf with his backhand, and a pale cyan cold qi seeped out from his palm, and went straight into the opponent's body.

The leg that the other party was pinched was suddenly covered in frost and gradually frozen.

Realizing that the situation was not good, the yellow ghost scorpion could no longer maintain its composure, and with a loud roar, several yellow halos condensed around its body and shot towards Qin Ming.

A disgusting smell filled the air, as if a mountain of corpses had been piled up and rotting there.

Qin Ming let go of his hand, and his body quickly retreated, and at the same time, an ice sword was condensed.

The ice sword swept away, and a large area of frost froze the air, and a thick wall of ice appeared in front of him.

The yellow halo hit the ice wall like a strong acid splashed on the ground, and the ice wall gradually melted.

Qin Ming raised his sword, and the sword momentum on his body suddenly spread, firmly locking on the yellow ghost scorpion not far away.

"Sword heavy!"

A sword stabbed out, and I saw that the ice sword in Qin Ming's hand suddenly split into eight, and stabbed at the yellow ghost scorpion with the incomparable sword momentum.

The Yellow Ghost Scorpion wanted to retreat, but he was in Qin Ming's sword momentum realm, and his aura was firmly locked, and there was no way to avoid it.

With a sharp roar of a strange beast, the yellow ghost scorpion re-transformed into the spirit body at the critical moment.

The huge body resembles a heavy tank, with two rows of slender feet buckled on the rocky ground, and two large tongs in front of it.

It resembles a scorpion, but it also resembles a large lobster, and there is a layer of thick purple hairs on its back.

Bang!

Of the eight ice swords, two were crushed by the big boiling tongs, and the remaining six directly pierced the body of the yellow ghost scorpion.

The hard shell defense, which was not light on water and fire, became extremely fragile under Qin Ming's attack.

A large amount of blood mixed with ice particles was sprinkled on the ground.

The aura of the yellow ghost scorpion also quickly weakened.

This style of sword move was configured by Qin Ming after comprehending the sword heart, which was different from the domineering and unstoppable slashing of Qingtian.

The sword was faster, splitting into eight, increasing the threat of assassination.

In terms of power, the sword weight is equal to the sword's weight, but the sword can kill more opponents at once, while the sword weight is more suitable for solo combat.

Qin Ming can be said to magnify when he comes up, and he doesn't plan to fight for long at all.

Being able to hit his opponent hard with one blow is what he wants.

However, although the yellow ghost scorpion was injured, its vitality was also extremely tenacious, and after knowing that Qin Ming was not easy to provoke, he suddenly turned around and jumped on the rock, ready to slip away.

A few slender pointed legs moved and turned into an afterimage, and in an instant, they came to a hundred meters away.

The gravity on the mountain seemed to have no effect on it, apparently because it had lived here for a long time and had fully adapted to the gravity here.

If it's any other spirit, it's hard to catch up.

However, Qin Ming was blessed by the wind element, and although he couldn't fly, it was still no problem to accelerate his movement on the ground, but it was the gravity on this mountain that caused him some obstacles.

After the two sides chased for several kilometers, the yellow ghost scorpion was finally caught up by Qin Ming, and one leg was cut off on the spot.

"What the hell do you want!" the yellow ghost scorpion asked, lying in a pool of blood, gritting its teeth.

Qin Ming had just had many opportunities to kill him directly, but he didn't do so, obviously with another purpose.

Qin Ming shook off the blood stains on the ice sword, and the cold glow pointed directly at the huge brain shell of the yellow ghost scorpion.

"Tell me everything I know about this spiritual mountain, and if I'm satisfied, I won't kill you. ”

Qin Ming said unceremoniously, the reason why the Yellow Ghost Scorpion has lived until now is to obtain some information.

The yellow ghost scorpion didn't dare to disobey, and immediately told Qin Ming everything he knew.

This mountain range is still very well-known among the spirit tribes in the surrounding area.

Because the aura is abundant, and the gravity is very different from the outside world, there are many high-level heavenly and earthly treasures, and it is inherently known as a fairy mountain.

A place where countless spirits yearn for.

It's a pity that due to the existence of gravity, not everyone can climb this immortal mountain, and only extremely strong spirits are qualified.

This also adds a touch of mystery to this mountain range, and they all know that all the spirits that come down from this immortal mountain must be first-class powerful creatures, and they cannot be provoked.

As for this gravity, the yellow ghost scorpion doesn't know the origin, but I heard that it is the special environment inherent in this mountain range.

Gravity is bottom-up, from weak to strong.

The gravity at the foot of the mountain is the least, and the gravity at the top of the mountain is the greatest, and it is also the hardest to adapt to the spirits.

However, it is said that there are not no spirits on the top of the mountain, and it is conceivable that the spirit that can live on the top of the mountain with the maximum extreme gravity must be of a very high level, and it is not an object to be provoked at will.

Then Qin Ming asked about the Divine Water again, but unfortunately the Yellow Ghost Scorpion didn't know anything about it, and couldn't ask any clues and information.