The white donkey carried the two men at a gallop, and the scene around them quickly receded, but the flowing black wave was still chasing after them, even faintly faster.

"Isn't this horse unridable?" The air flow that brought up was like a knife blade scraping on his body, Yin Ziqing asked in wonder, looking at the waves behind him seemed to be shining with stars, like the shell of some animal emitting the silver light of the moon.

And their speed was so fast that the sound of the surrounding air flow splitting filled their ears, and the body of the white horse seemed to crash out of a new passage, separated from the surrounding air. But the tide did not fall in the slightest, but the white donkey gradually slowed down. It's so fast!

"This time and that time. Li Wenxu continued in a calm voice: "We are in trouble this time, what do you think is the waves behind us? Those are all scorpions, highly poisonous sand scorpions! Tens of thousands of them are in the sand, attacking us!"

Looking behind, the endless black waves were rolling and undulating at this time, and in the moonlight, the black shell emitted a little silver moonlight, and the "click" sound from the collision disturbed the originally silent desert.

Tens of thousands of sand scorpions, with highly venomous, their mouthparts constantly squirming and swinging their curved poisonous tails, as sharp as needles.

"Why are we being targeted by these things?"

"I don't know. ”

The old Taoist had a terrible gloomy face at this time, it would be okay if he was alone, but now that Yin Ziqing is here, he has to bring this kid to Nancheng safely.

The waves behind him still didn't give up, and the distance between them and Yin Ziqing was getting closer and closer, only a hundred meters apart.

The white donkey's speed gradually slowed down at this time, and his physical strength was a little exhausted.

Li Wenxu also had a headache, he didn't expect to encounter such a rare spectacle in a century.

Although this sand scorpion lives in groups, there are generally only a few dozen people in a team who come out to hunt together, but I didn't expect it to come out of the nest this time.

"Could it be this wooden box?" Yin Ziqing took out the wooden box in the package and stared at the waves behind him, ready to throw the wooden box at them to see if he could get rid of the entanglement of these things.

Seeing Yin Ziqing's movements, the old Taoist said in a low voice: "Put it away, it has nothing to do with the wooden box." ”

The dagger in the wooden box was unlikely to attract the sand scorpions, most likely because those people had done something to prevent the wooden box from being snatched away.

Yin Ziqing nodded, put the wooden box back into the package, and hugged it to his chest, it seems that now he can only fight hard with these sand scorpions, but his own state is ......

The sound behind them was getting closer, and now the wave of sand scorpions was only a few feet away.

The tide was full of sand scorpions the size of a small thumb, and their black shells and pointed tails looked extremely oozing in the moonlight, and the sheer number of them was really terrifying.

The white donkey was exhausted at this time, and the horse's hooves stopped, and one turned to face the wave formed by the sand scorpion.

The horse's mouth bulged slightly, as if it was accumulating something, Li Wenxu also looked at him when he saw this, and took out a feather fan from his arms, urging the runes on it to emit a faint brilliance, and a mysterious aura flowed around the feather fan.

With his hand raised, the feather fan swung towards the sand scorpion.

The white donkey opened its mouth violently, and a blazing flame erupted from its mouth, and the raging fire turned into a sea of fire with the wind brought by the feather fan, drowning the rising waves.

The sound of "squeaking" continued one after another, and the sand scorpions that surged up were all charred and blackened and fell on the sand.

But the rear continued to rush up one after another, extinguishing the tall wall of fire with their lives.

Several sand scorpions had even rushed through the wall of fire and pounced on the two on the back of the white horse.

Yin Ziqing cut it in two with a dagger, looking at Li Wenxu, who was still urging spells, and the white donkey who was spewing flames.

Unexpectedly, this old Taoist priest was quite reliable at a critical time, and this white horse even had the ability to breathe fire.

Despite this, one person and one horse also showed a state of decline, and it was obvious that this kind of large-scale urging spell was physically demanding.

If the walls of fire disappear, then a black wave will swallow them.

Yin Ziqing silently urged his qi and blood, and his pupils slowly rotated like a whirlpool.

"What does it feel like to be chased and killed by a sand scorpion?" A man dressed in red appeared on the side, it was the bloody knife man who had snatched the wooden box before, and he looked at Li Wenxu with a playful expression at this time.

Several similarly dressed people next to him also sneered again and again.

The wooden box had the blood of the Sand Scorpion King on it, and if there was no special means to hide it, once the sand scorpion found out, it would be chased after it.

"I don't look at who I am, so I can't help myself. ”

The bloody knife man laughed loudly, disdainful of Li Wenxu, as if he was just an ant being played by himself.

Yin Ziqing squinted his eyes at the laughing man, a mouthful of blood gushed up in his throat, and he forcibly endured it, still silently urging his own qi and blood.

Li Wenxu had a sad face, and sure enough, these people did the tricks on the wooden box.

The current situation is really not optimistic, there are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

Secretly worried in his heart, Li Wenxu suddenly felt a tyrannical aura, and hurriedly turned to look.

"When will you ants be able to make noise in front of my eyes?" Yin Ziqing looked at the laughing blood knife man proudly, the power of qi and blood on his body gushed out, and a strong momentum burst out, suppressing the surroundings.

The blood-colored lines only spread to the left arm, which was much dimmer compared to when it was in that space, but it still exuded a powerful coercion.

Not only did the bloody knife man look solemn, but the originally restless sand scorpion also stopped moving, and all of them didn't dare to move in place.

For a moment, the desert became extremely quiet again, and all eyes converged on the boy.

Yin Ziqing slowly raised his left arm, and the sand on all sides was windless and automatic, slowly levitating.

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the bloody knife man, his body couldn't move at all, and the same door he brought with him was also standing in place.

Yin Ziqing looked at the few people from the Blood Knife Gate, raised his arms, and slowly closed his palms.

The power of imprisoning was something he had learned from the old wolf.

Blue is better than blue, and those runes can not only imprison, but also weaken their qi and blood power.

Several people's foreheads were dripping with beads of sweat, and the sand scorpions lying on the spot also made a small cracking sound.

The suspended sand turned like a whirlpool and slowly gathered towards the center, forming a huge ball of sand.

Within a radius of 100 zhang, they are all wrapped in it.

Yin Ziqing's eyes, ears and mouth were bleeding dark red blood at this time, and his body trembled slightly, looking very difficult.

But he still slowly closed his palm, and the huge sand ball gradually shrank in midair, and the qi and blood emitted from it also became weak.

Li Wenxu was secretly frightened, the huge sand ball seemed to contain great power, devouring all the vitality in it.

Just as it was about to close, Yin Ziqing suddenly spit out a mouthful of dark red blood with a "poof", his body was weak, and he half knelt down.