"Buzz!"

At the moment when he didn't enter the scorpion tide, Beihe immediately heard a disturbing high-pitched insect chirp.

As he slammed forward, he raised his right hand and pointed forward.

"Boom la la ......"

From his fingertips, a large black flame erupted, and after the volume skyrocketed, it rolled forward, and when it was about to envelop all the black scorpions within a radius of more than ten zhang in front of him.

Suddenly, I saw the body of a large scorpion tide, burned red, and under the gaze of Beihe, it melted in just a breath, turning into a puddle of black liquid, which was evaporated in the sound of screeching. For a while, a large scorpion tide in front of Beihe was emptied, making his pressure disappear suddenly.

The speed of the North River skyrocketed, and it passed directly through the scorpion tide.

In the process, the scorpion tide sensed his presence and frantically drowned him.

Fortunately, Beihe was fast enough to rush forward.

In this way, the North River rushed forward for three hours, and there was still no sign of passing through the scorpion tide, and the dense scorpion tide was surging like a frenzied tide, and it was inexhaustible.

And after such a long time, the consumption of the demon element in Beihe's body has been drastic.

Although the scorpion tide can't affect him, if the demon element in his body is exhausted, it will be another matter.

This gave birth to the idea of changing to a more labor-saving way to kill a bloody road.

And Beihe's strongest thing is the power of the flesh, so he flipped his hand and took out Yuan Wusheng's spear.

Putting the black flames away, its spear slammed forward, and then churned, forming an astonishing vortex.

This whirlpool was full of tearing force, and in an instant, many scorpion tides swept into it, and then in the thud, a large number of black scorpions all exploded, turning into a sky of blood mist and debris.

It's just that although this method is more labor-saving for Beihe, the effect of killing the scorpion tide is not as ideal as before.

Beihe suddenly remembered that when he was in the Demon Yuan Trench, he used the golden illusion stone long stick to kill many spirit snakes.

I saw a gleam in his eyes, and then he turned his hand and took out the golden long stick.

After the demon element in his body was poured into it, he swung the golden long stick forward violently.

"Whew!"

A golden stick more than twenty zhang long burst out, splitting the scorpion tide in front of him in half.

And all the scorpion tides that were swept by the golden sticks exploded with their bodies, and they had no power to resist.

To Beihe's surprise, the golden stick swept away, and it was even stronger than the power he had used to activate the spear before. With just one slash, a gap of more than twenty feet was split in front of him.

The light in Beihe's eyes was even worse, it seemed that it was really the same as he thought, the golden long stick in his hand could indeed restrain these spirit insects.

This made him quite strange, because it stands to reason that the Golden Illusion Stone would not have such magical powers and effects.

Bei He wondered if there was something special about the golden long stick in his hand, or maybe this thing was not a golden phantom stone?

But this thing is a golden phantom stone, and it was told to him by the ancients. With the ancient eyesight, it should be impossible to admit mistakes.

Despite the thought in his heart, Beihe's movements were not slow, and under the horizontal and vertical slashes, golden sticks burst out, splitting the scorpion tide in front of him.

His form shot through it, unhindered.

......

Just when Beihe was killing many scorpion tides along the way, at this moment, in the territory of the Sand Scorpion Clan, tens of thousands of feet deep in the desert, there was a stone room that was closed on all sides.

In the middle of this stone room, two figures stand.

Both figures looked extremely peculiar, their scorpion bodies below the waist, and in addition to their six slender legs, there was a long scorpion tail behind them, which ended in a curved and sharp tail hook.

The upper body is a human body, and the surface of the body is also covered with a thick layer of black-red scales, which looks like a suit of armor.

Only their heads, except for a somewhat dark complexion, were no different from those of the Terran monks.

Judging from his face, standing in front of him was an old man with a white beard, and behind the old man was a young man with a white beard.

In front of the two of them, there was a stone mirror the size of a zhang.

There is a picture on the stone mirror, which is a vast desert, and there are three colors of "smoke" in the desert, black, red, and blood, which are floating messily in different places.

"Master, look!"

At this moment, I only heard the young man's back looking at the old man remind.

Hearing this, the old man's gaze fell on a certain position on the stone mirror.

I saw that on the stone mirror, in a pale black smoke, a white mark appeared, all the way to the depths of the desert.

The three colors of smoke on the stone mirror represent different colors of scorpion tides.

Among them, the black smoke is the most massive, which indicates that the black scorpion tide is the most numerous. The second is red, and the last is blood.

The old man and the young man are both sand scorpion monks, and they have successfully controlled the scorpion tide with a secret technique, and they are currently stocking the scorpion tide over the desert.

However, judging from the situation on the stone mirror, it should be a high-ranking monk who appeared and killed the scorpion tide.

This made the two of them quite strange, because it stands to reason that the people of the Sand Scorpion Clan would not appear on the ground. And even if you have something to do, it is impossible to fight with these scorpion tides, this kind of thing is completely thankless.

Therefore, the two of them immediately judged that there should be a foreign monk who appeared in the spiritual land of the Sand Scorpion Clan.

"Humph!"

But listening to the old man at the head, he snorted coldly, and then faced the stone mirror in front of him, and played several magic decisions.

Suddenly, I saw a cloud of red smoke wriggling somewhere on the stone mirror, sweeping towards the white mark in the black smoke. In a few moments, it melted into the black smoke.

......

At this time, Beihe didn't know anything about it, and he still galloped all the way forward.

By now, he had been walking for most of the day, but he still hadn't found any exit.

"Buzz ......"

Just as he continued to gallop all the way, he suddenly heard only the sound of insects chirping in front of him, and there was a change, becoming more muffled.

"It's ......"

Beihe was startled, and his eyes immediately looked ahead. He saw a red scorpion tide in front of him.

In the spiritual land of the Sand Scorpion Clan, in addition to the most common black scorpion tide, it is the second level of red scorpion tide.

Under normal circumstances, even if a Yuan Infant Cultivator faces the Black Scorpion Tide, it will be extremely dangerous, and without special treasures or supernatural protectors, there is a great risk that they will fall.

Only the monks of the Mortal Stage can pass through the black scorpion tide.

As for the red scorpion tide, it can be said that few people can resist the cultivation below the dust-free period. There have even been many cases where the monks of the dustless period have encountered a red scorpion tide and have been devoured to the point that there is no scum left.

At present, Beihe, after encountering the black scorpion tide, actually encountered the red scorpion tide.

Although it was the first time he had come to the Sand Scorpion Clan's spiritual land, he also knew that this was extremely rare. Because two different levels of scorpion tides are generally impossible to appear at the same time.

Despite his surprise, his reaction speed was not slow at all.

I saw that he stirred the golden long stick in his hand, and for a while, a large number of golden sticks were superimposed, like a blooming lotus flower.

The many red scorpion tides that came in front of them immediately fell into the petals.

"Bang ......"

Then I saw that these red scorpion tides, all of which burst into plasma without exception.

Beihe slashed these red scorpion tides, and there was no difference between them and those black scorpion tides before.

"Huh?"

He was extremely strange to see this scene.

Because the red scorpion tide is stronger than the black scorpion tide, its own defense is stronger, and ordinary magic powers cannot bombard these spirit insects.

And not only him, but also the old and young people in the stone room, when they noticed that the red scorpion tide and Beihe encountered, they still fell in groups, and the two of them were not lightly surprised, and secretly said that the person who came was a monk of the Fa Yuan period.

You must know that under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a dustless monk to look unhindered after being surrounded by a red scorpion tide.

So the old man faced the stone mirror in front of him again and played several magic decisions.

In the next breath, I saw the blood-colored smoke on the stone mirror, and began to gallop towards the direction where Beihe was.

"Buzz ......"

In a few moments, from directly in front of the North River, the muffled sound of insects changed again, this time giving him a goosebump.

For a split second, he had a sense of foreboding.

It only took a few breaths, and the red scorpion tide in front of him seemed to be frightened, and it dispersed to both sides in an instant.

As for the surrounding black scorpion tide, it retreated hundreds of zhang away.

Immediately afterward, he saw a blood-colored scorpion tide surging from directly in front of him. The scorpions, which were blood-red all over their bodies, shook their wings at this moment, and looked at him with extremely cold eyes, giving people a feeling of numbness in their scalps.

"Damn it!"

Beihe scolded secretly.

The blood-colored scorpion tide, the dustless period monks bumped into it, and few of them were able to retreat with their whole body, and only the Fayuan period monks could resist hard.

Moreover, the defense power of the Scarlet Scorpion Tide has reached an extremely terrifying level, and the magic powers activated by the Dustless Stage Monk are usually unable to kill it.

At this moment, Beihe didn't want to think about it, so he shot towards the rear, he didn't want to face this kind of scorpion tide.

And the speed of Beihe is extremely fast, and the distance between it and the chasing red scorpion tide is constantly widening.

He secretly said in his heart that he was really unlucky, and he would encounter a blood-colored scorpion tide.

However, this incident also made him extremely strange, and the scorpion tide was not everywhere in the spiritual land of the sand scorpion clan.

Even if he encountered a black and red scorpion tide, it was really strange that he was also encountering a blood scorpion tide now.

"Buzz ......"

Just as Beihe thought of this, suddenly from in front of him, there was another sound of insects.

Suddenly, he looked up and saw a second tide of blood-colored scorpions rushing towards him.

Not only that, the insects on the left and right sides sounded at the same time, and four blood-colored scorpion tides of more than 100 zhang in size blocked him in the middle.

Bei He's face changed, and he immediately activated the Fa Xiang. Seeing that the four blood-colored scorpion tides blocked him and flooded him in an instant, he turned around in place and swept the golden long stick in his hand with his strength.

A circle of golden sticks suddenly centered on him and spread out like water waves.

"Bang ......"

In the next breath, I saw the fierce blood-colored scorpion tide, under the sweep of the circle, a large area exploded, just like the previous black and red scorpion tide, without resistance.

Beihe was stunned, and when he saw the lethality of this blow, he was shocked in his heart.

Immediately after that, he sneered, and then swept out the golden long stick in his hand, and for a while, the blood-colored scorpion tide had no power to resist, and all of them exploded, and there was not much left in a moment.

And the few remaining blood-colored scorpion tides finally stopped rushing towards him, and stopped in the distance, their wings vibrating up and down, and their cold eyes staring at him from afar.

Bei He looked at the blood-colored scorpion tide around him, and then looked at the golden long stick in his hand, and the shock on his face was extremely obvious.

Now it seems that there is indeed something wrong with the golden long stick in his hand.

"Barong, go take a look!"

At the same time, in the stone room, seeing that the blood-colored scorpion tide was actually cut by the other party, there was not much left, and I only heard the old man say angrily.

Hearing this, the stunned sand scorpion youth behind him immediately came back to his senses.

"Yes!"

The man bowed down to receive the order, and then his body became a flower, and when he hit the stone wall of the stone chamber, the stone wall wriggled like water waves, and the person blended in.