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Wan Qingping flew away, while constantly looking back, at this time seeing the old woman chasing, he couldn't help but be frightened, but unfortunately the soul demon flag had been urged to the highest speed, there was no other way but to secretly pray that the old woman could escape to the trachoma before the old woman caught up.

The Soul Demon Banner is of course a first-class flying treasure, but the Golden Family has a deep heritage, and there is no shortage of top-level flying magic weapons, and even if the same magic weapon is used by different cultivators, it is not the same in different cultivators, and it can be seen that as time goes by, the distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and it must not take long to catch up.

At this extremely critical moment, there is still something to make trouble, those cold-tailed knife scorpions that are devouring wild camels see someone flying towards their lair, how can they stand by and watch, just listen to the sound of "hum~", several cold light flashing big knives flew up in the sky, wanting to stop the future people.

If at other times, with the slow speed of the cold-tailed sword scorpion, Wan Qingping would not be afraid at all, and bypassed, but unfortunately there were chasing soldiers behind him at this time, and seven or eight big knives were skillfully scattered on the road to trachoma, and bypassing it would delay the time of seven or eight breaths, and the time of seven or eight breaths, maybe he would be captured by the old woman because of this delay.

So he gritted his teeth, and with a little bit of the rock turtle shield in front of him, the magic weapon Huaguang soared, and continued to flee in the direction of trachoma.

"Click~" There was a crisp sound, and the big knife composed of the cold-tailed knife scorpion slashed fiercely on the rock turtle shield, and a gap four or five inches deep appeared on it, and the momentum of flying away couldn't help but slow down.

Looking at the magic weapon that lost the spiritual light, Wan Qingping couldn't care about the distress, and as soon as he pinched the law, the soul demon flag shook his yin qi, and continued to urge him to flee forward, but fortunately, the cold tail sword scorpion was extremely slow to escape, and it was soon left behind.

However, in the next ten breaths, three more big knives were cut on the magic weapon one after another, and when the last knife was cut, a crisp explosion was heard, and the rock turtle shield that had followed her for many years in the south and north could no longer withstand the force of the chop, and was divided in half.

The blade slashed the rock turtle shield, and the remaining momentum was unabated, and he continued to slash at him, if he was chopped down, he would not be able to escape the end of being divided.

At this moment, I saw a cuff on it, "poof~", like a defeated leather, a piece of animal skin-like thing blocked the aftermath of the blade, it was the defensive magic weapon that had been captured by the elders of the Chahar tribe before, the eleven Tiangang prohibitions.

Breaking through these four waves of blades, Wan Qingping looked up and saw that there was no more blocking cold-tailed scorpion in front of him, and it was only half a mile away from the trachoma, he was really overjoyed!

But when he looked back, he was so frightened that his joy faded, and his soul was in turmoil, and he was blocked by the cold-tailed scorpion before, and the old woman was already less than fifty feet away from him, and what was even more terrifying was that the old woman also glanced at him at this time, and that gaze was like looking at a dead person.

Wan Qingping was clever in his heart, and he didn't want to think about it, a little bit of the animal skin, the rippling black light protected his back, and continued to flee forward.

As everyone knows, it was this preventive act that saved his life, and just after doing this, a strange fluctuation silently sprung up behind him, like a stone on the surface of the water, and an extremely slender silk thread appeared in the center of the rippling water waves.

"Poof~" There was a low muffled sound, and the black light from the animal skin was crushed by a blow, and then the silk thread pierced the animal skin body, "Zi~", the body made a slight frying sound, and a scorching smell came immediately.

Wan Qingping's body tilted, and then he felt a pain in his left shoulder, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, and immediately couldn't help but scold: "What a vicious old witch!"

But seeing that although the wound on the left shoulder was not big, there was a black gas swirling, and he didn't need to think about it to know that the silk thread that had hit him had been attached to the poison, and if Fang Cai didn't bend his body, the silk thread hit not the left shoulder, but the heart.

Fortunately, the silk thread broke through the hide, and most of the poison was left on the hide, and with some clothing removed, not much entered the body, but even so, I felt a burst of ant-like pain in the left shoulder.

In fact, it is not strange that the beast skin is so useless, if it can exert its full power, the old woman's silk thread will not be able to penetrate it at all, but it is a pity that after this treasure was in his hands, Wan Qingping held the rock turtle shield by his side, and he was bent on cultivation, and only cultivated it so-so and practiced the six-layer Tiangang prohibition.

At this moment, an annoyed "Get out~" suddenly came from behind, Wan Qingping looked back, and a smile quickly appeared on his face: "Old witch, you can also taste these little things, master, I'll go first!"

After the cold-tailed knife scorpion was broken through by him, he still chased after him, and at this time, the old woman happened to chase after him, and both of them went towards the location of their nest, and the cold-tailed knife scorpion had no reason to only stop him but not the old woman, so naturally there was the current scene.

However, the old woman is a dignified immortal power, with a mouth, an orange flame spit out, although the body of the cold-tailed knife scorpion is hard, but it can't bear the flames, not to mention that this flame is extraordinary, so half of them were burned to death on the spot, and the rest scattered and fled.

However, after the four waves of cold-tailed knife scorpions were burned, the old woman fixed her eyes, but saw that the damn little rabbit cub had escaped to the mouth of trachoma, looked back at her, and then plunged into it without hesitation.

Seeing this, the old woman's face turned cold, and as soon as she stomped her feet in the void, she decided to enter the trachoma as well.

It's not that she doesn't know that there is a cold-tailed knife scorpion in the sand eye, once she enters, it will definitely take a lot of effort, and she also knows that once Wan Qingping enters, it will inevitably become a pile of corpses, if it is an ordinary corpse bone, it will be forgotten, but now there is a heavy treasure as Wanxiang Temptation Demon Ding on this pile of corpses, so ......

"This little bastard, if he can escape the pain of soul searching, he will be cheaper!" the old woman scolded secretly and got in.

As soon as you enter the trachoma, it is a narrow passage that only allows people to bend down to pass, but when you look at it, Rao is old woman is the power of the earth immortal, and she can't help but tighten her face, because whether it is above or below the passage, it is all crawling with cold-tailed scorpions, a dense layer.

"Boom~" The old woman didn't dare to delay, because at this time, as soon as the cold-tailed knife scorpion saw the living person coming in, its tail cocked, and immediately attacked her, and a miserable scream sounded in the passage.

However, the old woman frowned while urging the flames, not because the cold-tailed knife scorpion was difficult to deal with, but because she didn't find the bones of the little rabbit cub at the end of her eyesight, could it be that the little rabbit cub didn't die here, but died in front?

It seems that this little rabbit cub also has some skills, otherwise he would not have escaped so far under the siege of the cold-tailed sword scorpion!

What the old woman didn't know was that the little rabbit cub who she concluded had died in front of her was still alive and kicking at this time, but the little rabbit cub did not have the joy of escaping on his face now, but was scolding: "You little waste, Lao Tzu raised you for nothing, and when you go out, you have to be fried into a toad in the pot!"

(Thanks to the reward of "No such person for a trip to life", the monthly pass of "Imperial Marshal")