readx;? At this time, deep underground, Wan Qingping was riding, and it could also be said that he was swept on the back of a cloud of earthy yellow smoke, and the egg was no longer the size of a soybean or watermelon in the past, but like a small grinding plate, but this little guy had big eyes and a look of grievance at this time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But said that when Feng'er came to the Mengba grassland, he has been occupying the autumn peach tree in front of Wanqingping Cave Mansion, and the little thing of the egg is addicted to eating autumn peaches, so he often goes to Feng'er's room to steal fruits, at that time this little guy can carry a basket full of autumn peaches to escape four or five miles, in the Mumba grassland, the basket is not like Jiuli that is woven with rattan, generally made of sheepskin or cowhide into a leather basket, in order to have more pasture, the leather basket is generally quite large, can carry a basket of autumn peaches, and the individual is naturally reluctant.

Wan Qingping came up with an escape method that was to use the eggs to escape, pass through the place where the cold-tailed scorpions gathered in one fell swoop, and then escape from the ground.

In order to increase the chance of escape, the distance of escape is naturally as far as possible, but he didn't expect that the little guy carrying him only escaped for about five miles, and the demon power was almost exhausted, and he had not grown at all for so many years, which really made him angry.

However, if you don't return to the surface at this time, you will definitely be suffocated in the dirt.

Wan Qingping helplessly patted the little head of the, the little guy cried, and the yellow light on his body surged, and he fled up.

The ground he refers to is not the desert ground, but the passage, if he returns to the grassland ground at this time, with the old woman's divine sense, he will definitely be able to find him, it is better to escape to the passage, the old woman is blocked by the cold-tailed knife scorpion, and he can't catch up for a while, the only thing to worry about is that the passage here is as Yu Min said, the more you go inside, the rarer the number of cold-tailed knife scorpions?

As soon as he showed his head, he felt as if something was crawling on his head, and without thinking about it, he reached out and slapped the thing out.

Luckily, the Coldtail Scorpion didn't react the moment he got out of the ground, and after being shot out, it rushed towards him with its tail barb.

"Haha, what Yu Min's little lady said is really right, the further you go, the fewer the number of scorpions!" Wan Qingping's mung bean's eyes lit up, and he laughed out loud on the spot, but he saw that at this time, the passage was not only getting more and more spacious, enough for people to walk upright, but also there were only seven or eight cold-tailed sword scorpions at a distance, which was not as dense as when he first got into trachoma.

Moreover, his Dao Protector Magic Weapon, the Qing Immortal Needle, attacked twelve in a wave, and he also had a lot of advantages against a large number of scorpions.

"Puff~Puff~" But I heard a few muffled sounds, and several cold-tailed scorpions were nailed to the ground in an instant, and occasionally one or two fish slipped through the net, and they were slightly blocked by the animal skin, and then they were killed by the green needle that sprang up again.

In the time of three or five breaths, the passage two zhang away was completely cleared, and Wan Qingping did not delay, and continued to walk towards the passage.

At this time, the old woman had already cleared most of the passage by virtue of her advanced cultivation and sharp fire skills, but she did not have the slightest joy on her face, but the more she went inside, the more her brows wrinkled, because the corpse of the little rabbit cub had not appeared so far.

Unleashed his divine sense, there was no one within fifty zhang in front of him, and he wanted to use his divine sense to continue searching, but there was a bend in front of him, blocking his divine sense.

I don't know what to think, the old woman flashed, and instead of continuing inside, she walked towards the exit.

"The little rabbit cub didn't return to the ground, where did he go?" Suspended in the air, the old woman's divine consciousness was no longer hindered at this time, but unfortunately there was no trace of Wan Qingping when the divine consciousness extended to the end.

After pondering for a while, the old woman's eyes lit up, and then she made a strange move, and she searched carefully along the route of the two of them, as if she were looking for something.

After a while, the old woman's face was a little ugly: "If there is no bloodstain, there is no way to search the heavens and the earth, how should this be?"

What she didn't know was that although the thin line magic weapon injured Wan Qingping, it was blocked by the beast skin magic weapon, and the wound caused was too small, and the bleeding was quite limited.

"I don't believe that if I turn Trachoma upside down, I can't find you!" The old woman who had nothing to do was extremely gloomy, stomped her feet, and decided to return to Trachoma again, but this delay gave Wan Qingping a greater chance to escape.

"Little waste, you dare to be picky eaters, when I go back alive, I have to blow you up into a toad!" Wan Qingping cursed again, and then forced the little guy to attack the cold-tailed knife scorpion, but he didn't expect that there was no such thing as a scorpion in the little guy's recipe, and tried his best to kill a cold-tailed knife scorpion with a comparable cultivation, but it was also stung by the scorpion's barb, and its tongue was swollen into a big bag, so the little guy could only be retracted into his sleeve again.

Under normal circumstances, he would not release eggs against the enemy at all, but as time passed, he felt that the wound hit by the thin line became more and more numb and painful, and even the speed of pinching the spell was greatly affected, and the speed of clearing the passage was naturally greatly reduced......

After another quarter of an hour, Wan Qingping's frowning brows finally relaxed, because at this time, the passage at this time did not see a cold-tailed sword scorpion after walking a few feet, even if one occasionally popped out, it was only worthy of reaching the level of second-level demon beasts, and some were even first-level, which ......

While thinking like this, suddenly, he noticed a thin but powerful demonic aura in front of him, and then thought of the occasional first- and second-level scorpions, and he couldn't help but have some guesses in his heart.

At this time, the passage was getting wider and wider, and it was enough to fly, and the light under his feet flew forward.

An irregular circular hall, most of the hall is occupied by a pool of clear water, in the clear water bubbling upwards, clear to the bottom, and its bottom is flickering according to the rare red light.

"Could this be the treasure guarded by the rootstock Mu'er to move the cold-tailed sword and scorpion?" Looking at the bottom of the pool, Wan Qingping thought greedily.

However, greed is greed, at this time he didn't have the heart to take the treasure at all, because in the hall there were a few cold-tailed sword scorpions that were constantly roaring at him, these few were not like the previous ones that were only at the level of third-level demon beasts, the largest one was the size of a basket, and the aura emitted from his body was also in the middle of the fourth level, although it was locked by a thin chain five or six zhang long, but if he wanted to fish for the treasure at the bottom of the pool at such a distance, he would definitely be attacked by it.

The other few are slightly smaller, although the breath is not at the level of the fourth level, but it is at the peak of the third level, lying on the body of the largest female scorpion, as if in the tail of the courtship, there are a few small scorpions with pink colors around them, the size of copper coins, at a glance, you know that it has just been born not long ago.

"Time can't be delayed, the things will be given to the old witch first, but sooner or later she will spit it out!" Wan Qingping turned his mung bean eyes, a little animal skin in front of him, and continued to rush forward.