At the cost of his life, Su Lang tried to drag the scorpion dragon to hell with him, but in the end he was unsuccessful.

When the terrifying earth-destroying wave dissipated, the form of the scorpion dragon appeared.

His robe was shattered, black blood flowed from the hideous wounds, and his breath was extremely sluggish.

But even so, as a martial venerable powerhouse, the scorpion dragon son is still not something that ordinary martial sects can contend with.

Wang Xiong and other monks were also injured a lot, but compared to the scorpion dragon, the state was much better.

"The sect master tried his best, but he couldn't kill that old horseman!" the deputy sect master secretly clenched his fists, ready to fight to the death.

"Wang Xiong, I'll leave the mess here to you to clean up, and I'll go capture the kid who escaped. The scorpion dragon said with a cold expression.

Before Su Lang tried his best, he clearly transferred most of his cultivation to Jiang Mo's body, once Jiang Mo refined that terrifying power, Rao couldn't help but be a little frightened with the heart of a scorpion dragon.

"Senior Scorpion Dragon, you're making too much of a fuss, aren't you? That kid is just a Martial King......" Wang Xiong pursed his lips and said disapprovingly.

"Smack!"

Hearing this, the scorpion dragon raised his eyebrows, slapped Wang Xiong loudly, and said coldly: "What do you know?"

After speaking, the scorpion dragon reached out and grabbed it in the void, only to see wisps of gray aura converge and turn into a palm-sized bat.

When the gray bat squeaked, a sinister smile appeared on the scorpion's dry face like tree bark.

"Su Lang, Su Lang, even if you try your best to send that kid away, what can you do?

After speaking, the soles of the scorpion dragon's feet were gently chopped in the void, and he saw that between the ripples of Yuan Li, his figure had slowly disappeared.

After the scorpion dragon left, Wang Xiong spurted out a mouthful of blood and teeth.

"Old bastard, when Lao Tzu breaks through Wuzun, it will be your time of death!" Wang Xiong cursed angrily in the direction that the scorpion dragon had left.

Next, the entire Saint Martial Sword Sect fell into a slaughter, in terms of strength, the Saint Martial Sword Sect that lost Su Lang was not the opponent of the Thirteen Faction Alliance at all.

......

In a space thousands of miles away from the Holy Martial Sword Sect, the gray space suddenly fluctuated like water, and a thin figure suddenly swept out of the fluctuating space.

"Ahem......"

This person was Jiang Mo, and when Su Lang returned to the light, he desperately tore through the spatial crack and teleported him here.

But the bumps in the spatial crack made Jiang Mo almost fall into the fierce spatial wind.

"Thirteen factions, scorpion dragons!" Jiang Mo looked at the sky in the distance and secretly clenched his fists, "When I am strong, I will definitely want you to bury the Holy Martial Sword Sect!"

After coughing up a mouthful of blood, Jiang Mo began to look up at the space, surrounded by tall trees, covering the sky and the sun, and even sunlight could not be projected in.

"Stay here for a while, you can't go back for the time being. Jiang Mo said secretly in his heart.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Mo stepped into the dense forest, and after a while, he found a very spacious and refreshing place, and immediately sat down cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed.

At this moment, Jiang Mo had two huge forces in his body, one was the blood qi of the thirteen sect cultivators who were devoured by the Holy Martial Sword Sect.

The other is like a vast sea, compressed in Jiang Mo's sea of qi, that is, Su Lang tried his best to transfer his lifelong cultivation to Jiang Mo.

As for the golden point of light in his mind, it was the majestic sword intent in the sword tablet, which was left behind by the founder of the Holy Martial Sword Sect, the sword path ancestor, and it would definitely be of great use to Jiang Mo's future sword path cultivation.

As for the Red Lian Snake, as early as when the situation was not right, it was summoned back by Jiang Mo and burrowed into the Zichen space.

After devouring the flesh and blood of so many monks, it is estimated that the strength of the Red Lian Snake at this moment is no weaker than that of ordinary eight-star or even nine-star martial kings.

"Refine these blood qi first, otherwise there will be problems sooner or later if you stay in your body. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Mo no longer hesitated, and began to refine his majestic blood and qi by using his Great Heavenly Technique.

In the meridians, the majestic blood and qi were like wild horses galloping, and finally, under the guidance of the Great Yan Heavenly Technique, all of them turned into pure Yuan Force and merged into the sea of qi.

"My current cultivation has reached the realm of the consummation of the nine-star martial king, and now, I can try to hit the realm of the ten-star martial king!"

Jiang Mo's hands changed knots, and the surging Yuan Force like a wave, under his precise control, began to impact all the meridians in his body.

Bang, bang, bang!

A muffled sound came out, and Jiang Mo broke out in a cold sweat, but the benefits of such pain were also obvious.

After an hour, the pass in the meridians was opened, and the yuan power in the sea of qi flowed out smoothly, merging into the limbs and hundreds of remains, bringing extremely pure power to Jiang Mo.

"Whirring ---"

Jiang Mo threw a few punches in a hurry, causing the air to burst into bursts.

"It's finally broken through to the realm of the Ten Star Martial King!"

A smile flashed across Jiang Mo's face, cultivating the Great Yan Heavenly Technique was a small realm more than that of ordinary monks, but the foundation of martial arts laid at each stage was also extremely solid.

At this moment, Jiang Mo's sea of qi is many times wider than that of ordinary monks, once he fights against the enemy, it can be said that Jiang Mo can be invincible in the same realm!

"Now it's a four-star Martial Emperor, I'm afraid it's not my opponent!"

Jiang Mo's eyes burst out with a sharp light, but the moment the aura dispersed, it was instantly retracted.

"Someone rushed over?"

Jiang Mo's eyes suddenly condensed, and that vast aura was far from being comparable to the Martial Sect, and the person who came was a Martial Venerable powerhouse!

"Could it be a scorpion dragon?"

Jiang Mo was shocked in his heart!

He guessed correctly, the person who came was the scorpion dragon, who was worried that Jiang Mo would become a potential enemy of the Heavenly Immortal Pavilion in the future, so regardless of his identity, he also came to kill Jiang Mo.

The gray bat squeaked strangely, and when it approached the sky above Jiang Mo, its eyes burst into blood-red light.

When the scorpion dragon saw this scene, a look of excitement flashed in his cloudy old eyes, "It seems that that kid is hiding here!"

After speaking, he stepped on the void and approached the mountain forest where Jiang Mo was located step by step.

"Oh no, it's really the old horseman. Jiang Mo secretly complained in his heart, he didn't know how the scorpion dragon found him, there was only one way out at the moment, and that was to run!

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Mo no longer hesitated, the power of his divine thoughts dispersed, wrapped all his breath, and quietly swept deeper.

And the scorpion dragon is unhurried, it seems that Jiang Mo is already in his palm!

(End of chapter)