Finally, Ma Yao couldn't help it.

"Your Highness the Divine Son, did you cast any demon spell?"

"Why can't I, a powerhouse at the peak of the Great Saint Realm, rob you of a True Realm?"

Although Zhang Chen said that it was his to find the Xuanhuang Grass before, but after so long, he was stunned that he didn't find a single plant.

And Zhang Chen, the Xuanhuang grass buried three meters underground can be dug out.

So far, Zhang Chen has harvested no less than 20 Xuanhuang grasses.

With the addition of those sand scorpion cores, it is estimated that it is equivalent to thirty Xuanhuang grasses!

Thirty Xuanhuang grass in three hours, is there any reason for this?

I'm afraid this is even bigger than the harvest in the core area, right?

Zhang Chen glanced at Ma Yao and said lightly.

"Don't blame the uneven road if you can't do it yourself, I can do something in a real human realm, and you can't do it at the peak of a great saint realm."

"You're still questioning me, really, you're too incompetent as a guard!"

After speaking, Zhang Chen shook his head in disappointment.

Seeing this, Ma Yao hurriedly said.

"Your Highness, I'm not questioning you, it's really because I haven't found anything in three hours, and I'm a little depressed."

Seeing this, Zhang Chen smiled secretly.

This lowly guy has to take this opportunity to cure him.

Otherwise, if you get out of the Xuanhuang Secret Realm, you won't have this opportunity.

The reason why he can be faster than Ma Yao now is entirely because Ma Yao's cultivation has been suppressed too hard.

and Ma Yao's physical body is also much worse than him, at most only the princely realm.

Otherwise, with his cultivation in the real realm, he would not be able to fight Ma Yao no matter what.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a loud shaking sound came from the ground not far away.

Zhang Chen's expression couldn't help but froze.

This kind of vibration was usually a precursor to the appearance of a sand scorpion, but he had never seen such a level of vibration so far.

Seeing this, Ma Yao couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Sand Scorpion at the peak of the Saint Realm!"

As he spoke, Ma Yao glanced at Zhang Chen proudly.

You're not going to rob me now, are you?

After all, the strength of this sand scorpion is the pinnacle of the saint realm!

Hearing what Ma Yao said, Zhang Chen couldn't help but take a deep breath.

A sand scorpion at the pinnacle of the Saint Realm!

This is the first time he has seen a sand scorpion of this level!

The strongest one I encountered before was only a sand scorpion in the Sage Realm, and that sand scorpion was only able to succeed with one blow by relying on Hongmeng Dao Yu to find its flaws.

Now that the sand scorpion at the peak of the Saint Realm has appeared, Zhang Chen asked himself, only by using the Hongmeng Dao Fire can it be killed.

If he fights head-on, Zhang Chen is not an opponent.

If the cultivation is completely released, it is still possible not to be suppressed.

Zhang Chen gave Ma Yao an encouraging look.

"Come on, this guy will be handed over to you!"

Before the words fell, Zhang Chen retreated a hundred miles to the back, with an expression of watching the play.

Since Ma Yao wants to be a guard, then be enough.

Ma Yao's smile froze.

How does he feel that he is still being cheated?

However, to be able to obtain the beast core, Ma Yao didn't think too much about it.

Shaking his head, Ma Yao's gaze locked on the trembling ground.

Finally, a sand scorpion the size of thirty zhang emitted a red light and emerged from the ground.

As soon as the scarlet pupils appeared, they firmly locked on Ma Yao.

Without giving Ma Yao much time to prepare, with a roar, the sand scorpion crashed through the space and came to Ma Yao.

The long sword in Ma Yao's hand appeared, and a sword fell towards the sand scorpion.

"Thirteen Swords of the Holy Spirit, Fifth Swords!"

A terrifying sword light flickered, cutting a hideous crack across the sand scorpion's massive body.

"Shhh

The sand scorpion retreated in pain, but Ma Yao didn't mean to let it go.

It seems that he wants to vent all his grievances in the past three hours.

"Sixth Sword!"

"The Seventh Sword!"

"Eighth sword!"

“……”

Ma Yao fell one sword after another, completely giving up his defense.

For a moment, a radius of thousands of miles was shrouded in terrifying sword light.

Under Ma Yao's terrifying offensive, the sand scorpion changed from its previous arrogant active attack to passive defense.

It's just a pity, but that doesn't stop the growing hideous sword marks on its body.

Zhang Chen retreated directly from the previous distance of 100 miles to 1000 miles away, and looked at Ma Yao with a look of surprise.

How did he feel that Ma Yao was stronger than when he fought the lion maniac before?

Faintly, there is already the power of the Great Sage Realm.

In the Xuanhuang Secret Realm, he can still have the strength of the Great Saint Realm, which can only be done by the top 100 powerhouses on the Tianjiao List.

And the edge around this should be the sword intent, right?

The sword intent, the artistic conception of the sword, is something that monks who practice kendo dream of.

However, the sword intent is extremely difficult to comprehend, and even some strong people who use the sword all their lives cannot have the sword intent.

Ma Yao's ability to comprehend is enough to see that his talent is extraordinary.

Zhang Chen held his chin and thought slightly.

"I wonder what percentage of his sword intent has reached?"

The sword intent is divided into one to ninety, and it is said that ninety percent of the sword intent is the law of the sword after comprehending it and then breaking through.

The sword cultivator who comprehended the law of the sword broke through the Great Emperor, and he was a powerful Sword Emperor, and his strength was much beyond that of ordinary Emperors.

Not only the sword, but all kinds of weapons in the world have intentions.

His knife also has a meaning, but Zhang Chen has never felt it, and he has not been able to have it until now.

Sensing the horror of the sword intent around him, Zhang Chen secretly made up his mind that he must find an opportunity to comprehend the sword intent next.

When the time comes, with the blessing of the sword intent, the power of the Hongmeng Sky Slashing Knife should be much improved.

"Thirteen Swords of the Holy Spirit, Thirteenth Swords!"

Ma Yao was wrapped in white edges, and the long sword in his hand was raised high, and then it fell suddenly.

A terrifying sword shadow fell as Ma Yao's long sword fell.

The sand scorpion below, which had already suffered heavy damage, saw this sword shadow and looked desperate.

"Poof!"

The shadow of the sword slashed mercilessly through the sand scorpion, and its edge strangled it into powder.

Ma Yao put away his long sword with a happy face.

With a move in his palm, a red beast core that exuded a rich Xuanhuang aura fell into his palm.

Looking at the beast core in his palm, the corners of Ma Yao's eyes were a little moist.

It's finally something to gain.