Chapter 64

Feng Cefeng didn't care about Qi Ling's feelings, so he flew very fast, and it didn't take more than a stick of incense to reach the night forest.

Descending to the outside of the forest, you can see a lot of people from the forest with instruments in and out, the late spring climate is suitable, a lot of spring-loving poisons in the forest begin to move, everyone takes this opportunity to come to catch things, but the people who go in and out see the face of the wind feast, they can't help but leave it quickly, and then there is no intention of entering the forest.

Feng Ce's own Black Emperor Sect momentum is not in vain, and Feng Ce's deeds of catching the Eight Desolate Scorpions have been set off for many years, and when he comes to the forest, he must catch the Eight Desolate Scorpions.

And every time the hunt is not a big battle, it is imposing, if it is affected by it, if it is not caught and killed by the Eight Desolation Scorpions, it is suppressed by the coercion set off by the wind and the feast, no one wants to be injured, and they can slip away, and they don't want to stay.

“... When you arrive, you won't waste any time, let's solve it quickly. ”

Feng Cefang stared at the forest, and when he saw the people running out from time to time, he lifted Qi Ling's neck again, stepped off the ground, and flew into the forest.

The poison of the Wind Feast was enough to terrify the poison in the front part of the Night Forest, and he took Qi Ling to fly quickly over those tall trees, and soon came to the place where he had been hunted before, and watched the situation of the Eight Desolation Scorpions' residence from a distance.

This approaching the Wind Feast did not open the field to disperse, because at this time the night forest was also covered with dark clouds, and there was about to rain fall, and most of the poisons had returned home to prevent the rain, and there was less interference from the momentum, so the Wind Feast was exempted from this step.

What a godsend.

Feng Cefang observed the residence of the Eight Desolation Scorpions from a distance, the breath was quiet, presumably the scorpions also had a tendency to avoid the rain, then this was not a good opportunity, the Eight Desolation Scorpions did not come out, and the capture work would fall into difficulties.

This is a good opportunity, for Qi Ling, if the Eight Desolation Scorpions don't come out, the Wind Strategy Feast should be temporarily stopped, so that the Eight Desolation Scorpions will not be brought back to the Black Emperor Sect.

After all, this time, Feng Cefang personally controlled himself, and it was difficult to escape, let alone help the Eight Desolation Scorpions, Qi Ling also hoped that this rain would fall quickly, and as soon as the rain came, Feng Cefang's vision decreased, and he was definitely not the opponent of the Eight Desolation Scorpions, and he would definitely stop there.

Woohoo –

Since Feng Cefang has decided to capture the Eight Desolation Scorpions again, there must be preparations, he has a plan for any situation, the rain is in the forest, and he is also in it, he has a purple poisonous gas in his palm, when the degree is reached, he suddenly pushes his palm, and the dark purple poisonous gas in his palm instantly turns into a small purple Jiao, shuttling in front, and then intertwined like a net, in the forest near where the Eight Desolation Scorpions are located, trapping the Eight Desolate Scorpions in his range.

There are two purposes for this skill, one is to give yourself some areas to narrow down the scope of capture, and the other is to lure the scorpion out, after all, there is a strange monster aura approaching, and the eight desolate scorpions will definitely maintain their territory.

Buzz –

For a long time, the black stone cave where the Eight Desolation Scorpions lived had some reactions, and gradually poked out a few sharp sights, and they felt threatened.

Pinching –

Some of the eight desolate scorpions near the Jiao line, defenseless, directly jumped out, raised the chela, urged the poisonous gas, and cut the Jiao line short, because the strength of the Feng Ce Feast is higher than these Eight Desolation Scorpions, there are some difficulties in the process of cutting the Jiao line, and the scorpions need to be cut short to two or three times before they can be cut, which gives the Feng Ce Feast an opportunity.

Click-Click

Feng Ce's feast converted poison, using incense poison, the purple poison in his palm turned transparent, and immediately pushed it into Qi Ling's body, and began to manipulate, he let Qi Ling rush towards the eight desolate scorpions who were cutting threads.

Seeing the situation, the Eight Desolate Scorpions, who did not participate in the thread cutting, were first shocked, and then they were not afraid, and they exhaled the Moyu Spiritual Qi one after another, and the spiritual qi turned into poisonous crystals, and they gathered together into a sharp triangle, and they rushed towards Qi Ling, with a fierce momentum.

Qi Ling himself was suddenly controlled and rushed forward, Qi Ling himself didn't react, when he reacted back, he saw this triangular stab rushing forward, trembling, with the intention of dodging, but his body was difficult to move, and he felt that a tragedy would happen to him.

Feng Cexiao saw the offensive of the Eight Desolation Scorpion Swarm, his face was flat, he ran incense poison, and manipulated Qi Ling to the right to avoid the tip of the triangle, and the scorpions turned, turned to the left side and showed their edge again, stabbing Qi Ling's left chest.

Seeing this, Feng Cefeng led the poison and then controlled it, so that Qi Ling's figure was further back to the left than the tip of the triangle, hit the left to avoid the left, and dodged again, the tip of the triangle approached the tip of Qi Ling's nose, even if the wind ceased to make a mistake, Qi Ling would definitely die.

Click-

Feng Cefeng manipulated Qi Ling to dodge the second edge, and the Eight Desolation Scorpion Group learned that the front attack was fruitless, so they changed their offensive and dispersed their respective poisonous crystals, and in an instant, the crystals were like hemp, and the sharp edges flickered, distributed around Qi Ling's body, and the momentum was magnificent.

Feng Cefang has many experience in catching scorpions, and he has already understood the various moves of the eight desolate scorpions, and when he saw that the situation was about to come out, he immediately controlled Qi Ling to use his totem, and the continuous vibration of the poisonous chant two types delayed the attack speed of some crystals.

Controlling Qi Ling to escape from some large pores between the crystals, then kicked the ground higher and higher on the lower branches, and used his strength to get close to the Eight Desolation Scorpions who were still cutting the threads, caught him off guard and crossed his body, guiding Qi Ling to take out the Xuanyong Needle from his waist, stabbing the tails of the two Eight Desolation Scorpions, and taking out the surrendered Eight Desolation Scorpions with both hands.

The crystal chased Qi Ling, Qi Ling still followed behind in the direction of the wind feast, and the wind feast led Qi Ling to his side, and he took Qi Ling out of his control, and immediately touched his hands, turning out the surging purple aura and driving towards the sky.

Knock –

The purple spirit soared into the sky, turning into an illusory purple Jiao, a whirl rushed into the earth, and in a blink of an eye, the Jiao's body turned into ripples like water, and the purple ripples rippled violently, which was incredible.

Chirp Chirp –

After the tail of Jiao was rippling, the dark purple ripples spread to nearly dozens of nearly a hundred meters, and then the ground trembled, and nearly ten dark purple poisonous pillars rushed out of the big beach ripples, and they continued to push towards the dense crystal edge.

When the purple light ended, the crystal offensive of the Eight Desolation Scorpion Scorpions came to a complete end, and the two poisonous momentum spread with the wind and spread around, corroding the place that was skipped, and vitality and desolation coexisted.

Seeing that the poisonous gas of the Eight Desolation Scorpions was coming, Feng Cefang immediately converted into incense poison, controlling Qi Ling to come to him to resist the terrifying poisonous gas, not wanting the poison of the Eight Desolation Scorpions to hurt him.

"Poof!"

The strength of these Eight Desolation Scorpions is far greater than Qi Ling, but the pressure of coercion and poisonous gas, Qi Ling can't stand it, and the momentum forces Qi Ling to feel uncomfortable, his throat is fishy, Qi Ling is bleeding slightly, and he has some internal injuries.

Woohoo –

Affected by the momentum of the wind feast, the eight desolate scorpions standing outside the black stone cave were blown back a few steps, and when they stood firm, all the scorpions in the black stone cave also stood up one after another.

The momentum of the Eight Desolation Scorpions was upgraded to the top, and a total of the realm, the six-legged ink jade light bloomed, and the jade light expanded, and the purple ripple domain opened by the wind feast was cracked in an instant, this move was only aimed at the domain of the wind feast, and did not affect the surrounding creatures at all, the poisonous beasts here, the homes of the plants, they would not be easily destroyed.

Rustle –

The spring breeze blows, the rain falls in the sky, the rain is heavy as soon as it falls, falls in the forest, sparsely in the uproar, all the sounds, or crisp or dull, like a war song.

Click-

When the scorpions heard that the rain was not returning, they all bent sideways, respectfully rear, and when they saw the scene again, they knew what the next result would be.

All the scorpions greeted the leader of the Eight Desolation Scorpions, their eyes stopped at the back, and Feng Cefang grasped the plan, taking advantage of the sound of rain and the dimness of his vision to immediately control Qi Ling.

Click-Click

Qi Ling strode out, the soles of his feet made a splash, and he moved forward against the rain, and he could hear the sound of his steps quickly.

The Eight Desolation Scorpions are not deaf, and they can only hear Qi Ling's footsteps when they are close, all because the rain is too heavy to obscure their hearing.

Seeing the situation, the Eight Desolation Scorpions who were on a line in front of Qi Ling's figure all launched an offensive and slaughtered them.

As soon as he came to the chela, Feng Ce controlled Qi Ling to slap his chela with both palms, and used his strength to flip and fight.

Second, the two tail thorns were between Qi Ling and the ground, and the wind feast urged Qi Ling to start the poisonous groaning style, temporarily shaking the two tails, leaving enough space for Qi Ling, and then stepping on the two tails with both feet, bounced to the branches above, held them with both hands, and went up the tree steadily.

The offensive of the Eight Desolation Scorpion Group was not over, and three or five or six scorpions came up to the trees one after another, or poison crystals or scorpion tails or clawworms, and the offensive became more and more fierce, not letting go of Qi Ling.

Qi Ling controlled it a little farther away, and Feng Cefang lost much vision, stopped the incense poison, temporarily returned Qi Ling's freedom, and moved forward a little bit, ready to wait for his vision to become clearer before moving.

Qi Ling suddenly gained freedom at the front end, and was instantly shocked, the attack of the Eight Desolation Scorpion was so close, Qi Ling couldn't react, and first suffered a few cuts from poisonous crystals to his arms and legs before jumping over the trees to hide, Qi Ling's only thought now was to escape from the Night Forest, not wanting to be entangled with the Eight Desolation Scorpions anymore, and running straight to the exit of the forest.

Just a few steps away, the wind feast used incense poison again, at this time the wind feast stood in the middle of a tall tree, overlooking everything, all the movement in this place, the wind feast is clear at a glance.

Feng Ce's hand was poisoned, and he immediately asked Qi Ling to turn around and get up on the ground, Xiao Yue wanted to get close to the Eight Desolate Scorpions, and even kicked a few Eight Desolate Scorpions at the front end, one flipped close to the two Eight Desolate Scorpions that hit later, and five or six Xuanyong needles in their waists were ready, and they all flew to the tail of the Eight Desolate Scorpions accurately.

These are all tricks.

There are gaps left in the few stitches that Feng Cefang has struck in a row, all of which can be dodged by these Eight Desolate Scorpions in front, and he is targeting the two in the back.

Squeak –

The eight desolate scorpions in front were spared, but not necessarily in the rear, because the eight desolate scorpions in front of them covered their vision, and the rain affected them, the two eight desolate scorpions in the rear were directly hit by the needle.

Feng Cefeng saw that he looked down, although he didn't see the Xuanyong needle directly hit the tail of the scorpion, but from the trembling actions of the two Eight Desolation Scorpions, Feng Cefeng knew how to do it, and immediately controlled Qi Ling to drag one with one hand and let Qi Ling come back.

These two Eight Desolation Scorpions are not too heavy, and it is still possible for one person to lift one, but Qi Ling can have one in one hand, which is enough to show that Qi Ling's own foundation for cultivating spiritual energy is very good.

Not only that, Feng Cefang also felt that Qi Ling's martial arts foundation was also good, and he could feel the lightness and precision of Qi Ling's every palm and every step between the operations of Qi Ling just now, I really didn't know what Qi Ling's background was, I never asked, I saw it just now, Feng Cefang suddenly became a little curious.

Qi Ling dragged back two Eight Desolate Scorpions, plus the front, there were four in total, Feng Cefang felt that he could stop it, stepped on the branches, crossed to the ground, and took back the previous two Eight Desolate Scorpions that were shocked by the extra momentum of the Xuanyong Needle first, and then took back the two in Qi Ling's hands.

Chirp –

When Feng Cefang was about to receive the fourth, he felt a powerful momentum surging forward, and the leader of the Eight Desolation Scorpions made a move, and it jumped directly over to Feng Cefang, wanting to flatten Feng Cefang's ass.

Seeing this, Feng Cefang's eyes widened, and he immediately stopped collecting the action at hand, and his body retreated, fortunately he avoided it, otherwise he would have been trampled on by such a big Eight Desolation Scorpion, and it was estimated that he would be miserable if he didn't die.

It's just that Feng Ce's feast was a pity for a Eight Desolation Scorpion, it was rescued, and it was also pulled out with a chela by the leader of the Eight Desolation Scorpion.

After pulling out the needle, the leader of the Eight Desolation Scorpions immediately pursued the Feng Ce Feast, and the six-legged slammed forward, the big claw waved, and the fierce poisonous wave was fanned, and the body of the Chelate Wind Ce Feast leaned back, and his clothes were moved by this fluctuation.

Brush –

Seeing that the wind was avoiding the feast, the leader of the Eight Desolation Scorpions turned around sharply, and the raindrops and tail thorns on his body were thrown out together, and the momentum was ringing.

The head of the Eight Desolations Scorpion led the raindrops in a hurry, and the wind feast was sprinkled, and the raindrops almost entered the eyes to cover the vision, but fortunately, there were trees behind the Wind Ce Feast, and after the wind and the feast were encircled, they avoided it in a hurry, and the trunks of the trees were poisoned by the head and tail of the Eight Desolation Scorpions to be eroded, and if they were pierced, it was unimaginable.

But what made Feng Cefang couldn't understand was why the leader of the Eight Desolation Scorpions only beat himself, obviously it was Qi Ling who attacked.

Moreover, the two attacks to capture the leader of its Eight Desolation Scorpions were not as fierce as before, for what, could it be that there was another reason?

Feng Cefang couldn't figure it out, in this increasingly heavy rain, Feng Cefang just wanted to leave the Night Forest, if the leader of the Eight Desolation Scorpions really launched his true might, where would be his opponent...

[To be continued...]