The demon is fierce, even if it turns back into a little scorpion, Zhao Xuemin is still frightened.

Hong Yuan acted boldly and decisively left an indelible spiritual imprint on his mind. For him, the more ferocious the demon beast he collects, the better, although the scorpion god of war is terrifying, he still receives it!

An indescribable force came from the Scorpion King's body in an instant, seeping into Hong Yuan's body through his fingertips.

This power is not very large, but it is extremely pure, turning into a warm current and flowing to the dantian. With the power of the primordial gods in the Hongyuan dantian, it was difficult to refine for a while, and only by absorbing a small part of the power of this warm current, the primordial gods with three sides and six arms swelled up.

In an instant, Hong Yuan felt as if the blood in his body had been ignited, and the blood and qi in his body were tumbling and emitting a rolling wave of heat, and every muscle in his body was filled with explosive power, and every muscle swelled, trembled, and even twisted. His chest rose and fell sharply, and he couldn't help but unfold his huge Dharma Body.

Under Zhao Xuemin's eyelids, this Dharma body continued to tremble and swell, rising from more than three meters to four meters, and then five meters, a new face gradually appeared in the back of the head, and two new arms grew on the shoulders, transforming from three sides and six arms to four sides and eight arms, just like the legendary Vajra Buddha who was in charge of the killing of Buddhism, and every hair was rippling with a thick murderous aura.

The expressionless and aggressive appearance of this Dharma body made Zhao Xuemin's heart tremble when he saw it, and he couldn't help but retreat. Inside and outside the dungeon, there was a violent, ancient, and majestic power fluctuation, faintly accompanied by an irresistible supreme coercion.

The moment he received the Scorpion King, Hong Yuan suddenly had an unexpected gain, inheriting a trace of the ancient god power hidden in the Scorpion King's bloodline.

After the scorpion god of war was resurrected, the mummy's body could not exert his power at all, and the same was true of the little scorpion possessed. Hong Yuan was different, just such a trace of ancient god power turned his body upside down.

Hong Yuan's huge Dharma Body raised its head and opened its mouth to roar angrily. The heat wave became the wind, pouring out of the underground palace and roaring in every fork of the tomb world.

Inside the ancient tomb, both the surviving explorers and the dragon-blooded warriors walked in unison, feeling that their bodies were wrapped in a heat wave, and their bodies were about to melt.

On the ground, the vast desert collapsed again, and a huge human face emerged. Compared with the face of the scorpion god of war that appeared before, it is even larger, and the aura is even more terrifying.

In the direction of Shattered Leaf City, a team of people and horses galloped mightily.

Du Dwarf ran on the desert with his bare feet, out of breath, and after rushing up a hillside, he saw the huge human face floating on the desert, and his body was agitated, and his legs went limp, and he trembled. Although it was far away, he quickly recognized that this face was none other than Hong Yuan's!

On the ground, how could Hong Yuan's face emerge, and it was so huge?

Did Hong Yuan encounter something unexpected, what ancient curse he suffered, or did he show his true body, a real demon king who defied the sky?

Du Xiaozi's body couldn't help but tremble, half nervous, half fearful.

Originally, he thought that he already knew Hong Yuan's cultivation and identity, and knew the latter's true face. Now, I can't help but waver, feeling that what I know is only the tip of the iceberg.

A well-covered carriage came at a gallop.

Liu Ruyan also came, and the ghost servant sat motionless in front of him wearing a grimace mask, but the carriage ran fast, passing by Du Xiaozi with a strong wind.

"Stop!"

Liu Ruyan, who was sitting in the carriage, suddenly gave an order, the curtains were heavy, and the carriage was dark, but she seemed to see the huge human face floating on the desert through the curtains, and her face was also surprised, and suddenly her eyes were bright, she pondered for a while, and ordered lightly: "Go, go back to the city." ”

Liu Ruyan didn't say a word more, closed her eyes and stroked the piano slowly.

There are six fingers on each palm, which looks a little abrupt and uncoordinated, but playing the piano is like a divine help. With a flick of the fingertips, the sound of the piano spread far away in the desert, the sound was pleasant, but it sounded a little cold, like a stream on a glacier.

The ghost servant raised his whip and drove away, without saying a word. Liu Ruyan asked him to go east, never half a step to the west, let him go west, never look at the east again.

After learning the news, Liu Ruyan came in a carriage, and then, before they reached the ancient city of Lishui, the carriage turned around and left.

Du Xiaozi sweated like rain, rested on the hillside for a while, and plucked up the courage to continue to lead the men and horses of Shattered Leaf City towards the underground tomb. Among the vast reinforcements, there are masters of the Ye family and the Liu family, as well as characters from the three sects and nine ranks, who have been killed one after another after hearing about the conspiracy of the Hualong Empire.

On the edge of the dry well, Ye Tiangao drilled out of the underground tomb with the help of his entourage, and the group supported each other and ran wildly, eager to get as far away from the underground tomb as possible. Behind him, more explorers came out, stumbling and fleeing for their lives. Everyone was unkempt, even bloody, and many people turned back frequently while running, their faces full of fear.

In the crowd, there were even dragon blood warriors from the Hualong Empire mixed in, taking advantage of the chaos to escape, their faces were also full of fear, and they also ran for their lives on the ground, as if something terrifying was about to be chased out from under the ancient tomb, but unlike the people in the alliance, they didn't dare to run in the direction of Broken Leaf City, either plunged into the vast desert or fled to the sea.

"Look, it's the Dragon-Blood Warrior of the Hualong Empire!"

"Kill them, don't leave any behind, chase!"

Someone with sharp eyes quickly noticed the figure of the dragon blood warriors, and chased after them regardless of their injuries and fatigue, Ye Tiangao led the Ye family disciples to rush to the front.

In the Tomb World, people have had enough of the Dragonblood Warriors, and many explorers have died at their swords. The terrain of the underground tomb is complicated, and there is no way to gather together and fight with the dragon-blood warriors, and now, seeing that these ferocious dragon-blood warriors are also fleeing for their lives, they have mustered up the courage to catch up, and the two sides are fighting on the desert.

Although the number of dragon-blooded warriors is small, their combat effectiveness is strong, and they rushed left and right under the siege of the people, and once again went on a killing spree, and even fought with the reinforcements of Broken Leaf City led by Du Shorty, with one enemy of ten. However, just when the dragon-blooded warriors were extremely vicious, Qi Qi felt a strong danger in his heart.

Under the night sky, a giant dragon suddenly appeared, speeding towards him.

Unlike ordinary dragons, this giant dragon has a pair of huge wings, and with each flapp, it flies for ten miles, and its whole body is black, perfectly blending with the night, and it only faintly appears in people's field of vision twenty or thirty miles away. Then, after only two flaps of wings, it was in front of people, and the speed was as fast as a black lightning bolt.

On the back of the dragon, there was a man in black, holding a longbow in his hand, he didn't even use crossbow arrows, he pulled the longbow far away and made an arrow shooting action, and the most ferocious dragon blood warrior screamed, his head exploded suddenly, and he was shot in the head by the man in black from afar.

"Nocturnal Dragons!"

"Is it the Night Dragon Guard of the Alliance, or a military marquis, run!"

The dragon-blooded warriors screamed and fled for their lives.

On the Gods and Ghosts Continent, the Dragon Blood Legion of the Hualong Empire is famous, and I don't know how many towns and cities have been captured. Ordinary troops, no matter how large they are, can't stop the footsteps of the Dragonblood Legion, and the only force in the alliance that can compete with it is the Night Dragon Guard, which is even stronger than the Dragonblood Warriors. There are not many people, but all of them are the elite of the alliance, and they are also a sharp knife guarding the territory of the alliance!

The piercing sound of breaking the air rang out one after another, and the dragon-blooded warriors fell one by one, shot in the head by the invisible arrow.

If there is a first-class master present, it can be found that the man in black on the night dragon is not shooting a crossbow arrow, but a wave of qi. With his body as the center, waves of qi roared away in all directions, killing the dragon-blooded warriors who fled for their lives one by one.

"All the people in the Hualong Empire should be killed!"

The voice of the black-clothed man Chu Tianyang sounded coldly in people's ears, riding the night dragon under his crotch and circling over the ancient tomb, killing all the dragon blood warriors who fled for their lives at an astonishing speed, and then rushed to the sky above the dry well and shouted loudly, "Xue'er, Xue'er......"

On the horizon, there was a thick murderous aura.

People looked up and found that more Night Dragon Guards appeared in the night sky, riding the Night Dragon to kill them mightily, one by one murderous.

Hearing the news that Zhao Xuemin was ambushed by the Dragonblood Warriors, the alliance masters killed him overnight.

"Cher, where are you ......"

Chu Tianyang became anxious, and jumped off the night dragon, about to rush into the underground tomb to save people. Before he could jump off the dry well, the ground suddenly shook, and there was a large-scale collapse, and the dry well in and out of the underground tomb was suddenly blocked by a huge amount of sand.

"Cher's ......"

Chu Tianyang screamed, his face distorted and gritted his teeth, and he rushed over and dragged out a dragon-blooded warrior who was pretending to be dead and hiding under the sand, and with both hands, he tore it in half with his bare hands.

The faces of the explorers who were watching changed greatly, and they subconsciously retreated, knowing that this was the master of the alliance, and they couldn't help but be frightened, and Ye Tiangao was no exception. Seeing the dry well clogged with sand, my heart hurt again, and I remembered the flood abyss that was trapped under the ancient tomb in order to protect myself.