More than a dozen consecutive spiritual power shockwaves were sent out in all directions, and several of them were aimed at the reddish-brown scorpion in the middle.

The black-brown scorpions in the vicinity were emptied.

But when the psychic shock wave hit the reddish-brown scorpion, it had almost no effect.

A crimson energy light appeared on the scorpion, and the scorpion seemed to be wearing a red suit, and the red suit blocked the spiritual power shock wave.

However, dozens of scorpions behind the reddish-brown scorpions suffered, although there were also fires on their bodies, but more than a dozen of them may have reacted slowly and still not cultivated home.

They were directly killed by the Psychic Shockwave, and they were bombarded by two waves of energy.

"Sand!"

The reddish-brown scorpion was furious, its escort team actually suffered heavy casualties, and it rushed towards Zhang Xiaoming like crazy, and the pair of pincers stretched forward, looking like it was about to make a meritorious service.

This pair of pincers attacked, Zhang Xiaoming didn't dare to try, his spiritual power turned into a floating staircase, and he slammed into the sky.

But how could the reddish-brown scorpion let the prey in front of it escape, its appendages squatted down slightly, and then actually jumped up, in the direction of Zhang Xiaoming's retreat.

Jumping with it were a dozen or so remaining pale red scorpions.

Everyone in the pavilion in the distance shouted "attention", they were all worried to death, and they wanted to jump in to help, but the pavilion was full of dense scorpions.

How could Zhang Xiaoming let them get their wish, and their spiritual power turned into several giant shields, and these giant shields were fiercely shot down from top to bottom.

"Bang bang bang..."

All the scorpions that jumped up were shot, even the reddish-brown scorpion, which was also shot on the body.

However, the long tail behind it moved, as if it had hooked the illusory spiritual power giant shield, and with a force, it actually jumped on top of the giant shield, and then it jumped up again.

But this time it awaited dozens of iron needles, which suddenly appeared from mid-air, and they shot at the belly of the reddish-brown scorpion in a tricky direction.

The abdomen is the softest place for scorpions, and Zhang Xiaoming still understands this basic common sense.

But to his disappointment, the reddish-brown scorpion actually opened a row of small holes on both sides of its abdomen, and these small holes spewed red flames.

The needles were all melted by the flames.

The reddish-brown scorpion did not slow down, and pounced directly towards Zhang Xiaoming in mid-air, the tip of the needle on its tail glittering in the sunlight, and the top section of color showed deep red.

If this needle is pierced in a person's body, it will definitely kill you immediately.

But how could Zhang Xiaoming do what he wanted?

He waved the long knife in his hand, and the "ding" long knife just blocked the tail, and there was a sound of two by two, and the blade of the long knife actually had an extra gap.

"This is a blade, and you didn't cut off the tail of this scorpion?"

Zhang Xiaoming saw that the scorpion's tail continued to attack him, and he had no choice but to retreat desperately, and the steps of spiritual power condensation in the air were getting higher and higher.

It was as if he was jumping in the air, an exaggerated gesture that surprised everyone.

They didn't expect that human beings could go against the laws of nature and jump so much in the air, without any support!

"Damn, that scorpion is really perverted, he can't even cut with a long knife!"

"Did you say he had awakened the air ability?"

"What kind of air is this? It's an advanced application of wind attribute vitality, right? ”

"Nonsense, I'm not a wind attribute? Why wouldn't I do this? ”

"What are you withdrawing, they are all perverts, let's pay attention to whether the scorpions below will climb up!"

A group of people at the top of the pavilion were discussing Zhang Xiaoming and the reddish-brown scorpion, but someone noticed an anomaly under the pavilion.

Some of the scorpions below were actually circling around the pavilion, and a few were already trying to climb it.

Zhang Xiaoming, who kept jumping up, was also bitter and couldn't speak.

This kind of operation is a great waste of mental power, and just jumping up a distance of more than ten meters, his spiritual power will be consumed a lot.

Every time he jumped, he had to constantly build a safe platform in the rear, and he had to take defensive measures around him, which was really tiring after these operations.

As Zhang Xiaoming continued to jump up, the reddish-brown scorpion was finally out of reach.

"Sand!" Its body continued to fall, and it let out a loud roar in anger.

As its voice sounded, countless scorpions on the ground converged below it.

The reddish-brown scorpion fell directly on top of the scorpion's flesh pad, unscathed.

"Hahaha, what's the matter, you can't hit me, right?"

More than ten meters in the air, Zhang Xiaoming laughed, and he made all kinds of contemptuous movements towards the reddish-brown scorpion below.

"Rustle!"

The scorpion swarm was furious, and their king was actually despised by a human, and they began to stack the arhats one by one, and soon the scorpions were piled higher and higher.

1 meter, 2 meters, 5 meters...

This exaggeration directly made Zhang Xiaoming put away his smile, and he slowly took out a set of battle armor from the spiritual power space.

This suit of armor is pale cyan, and there is a long knife that is also pale cyan on its back.

Zhang Xiaoming poured his whole body of vitality into it, and was nourished by the vitality, and this battle armor actually let out a light cry.

Then the pale cyan armor actually disintegrated automatically.

The pale cyan armor fragments were assembled on Zhang Xiaoming's body like a sci-fi, first the arms, then the legs, then the body parts, and finally the head.

This set of wearing methods was researched by them, and they couldn't wear it no matter how much they tried it, but when they entered their own vitality, this armor would be like recognizing the master.

But don't look at this armor as cool to wear, it absorbs vitality, and once you don't have vitality to supply it, it will automatically disintegrate.

Zhang Xiaoming's current vitality can only be used for 10 minutes.

"Ding..."The long knife behind the pale cyan armor was pulled out by Zhang Xiaoming, and a loud and crisp sound sounded.

Holding the pale cyan long knife in both hands, a feeling of invincibility emanated from the depths of his heart.

"Die, little trash!"

A loud roar came out of Zhang Xiaoming's throat, and then purple light erupted from the pale cyan armor.

Deep in the air, he rushed straight down, and the long knife in his hand was raised high.

The purple light of his body was converging towards the long knife.

The reddish-brown scorpion saw that its prey was jumping down, and still in its direction, and it also crouched down, and then jumped up.

"Thunder Slash!"

A purple thunderbolt sent out from the top of the long knife, and this long knife actually sent out a knife ray, and the sword slashed towards the group of mutant scorpions below from top to bottom.

", this is a sword, is the increase in this armor so powerful? This is the sword sent by the master in the legendary martial arts world! ”

"That's cool..."

The people above the pavilion were amazed, their eyes widened, and the purple sword struck the reddish-brown scorpion in their line of sight, and even cut it down directly.

The purple sword fell, and the 5-meter-high scorpion group was directly split into two.

Countless mutant scorpions were killed in an instant, and the heavenly ball of spiritual power light floated out.

A long deep ditch was cut out under the road, and a slight spark came out of the deep ditch, and the sparks made a "crackling" sound, and many mutant scorpions were burned to death by the lightning fire.

"Sand!"

The reddish-brown scorpion didn't die immediately, but the tail behind it was gone, and the carapace on its body was cracked in layers.

Traces of crimson blood erupted from its body, and it roared unwillingly in place.

With its roar, the scorpions, which had already fled, gathered together again.

The dozen or so pale red scorpions that took the lead actually took the initiative to bite the reddish-brown scorpion on the ground, and they actually wanted to devour their king.