The next moment, a large group of carrion ants rushed out of the sea of fire and pounced on Wang Qingjun and the others. Wang Qingling patted the spirit beast bag on her waist, and a thick white giant python flew out, this second-order snow cloud python was raised by her since she was a child, and it has been cultivated to the second-order middle grade.

The snow cloud python opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a large white cold air, and the carrion ants touched the white cold air, and the surface of their bodies quickly froze and fell from mid-air.

Wang Qiuming manipulated nine golden nails and turned them into nine golden rays of light, circling around them, and if a carrion ant approached them, it would hit the golden light and fall from mid-air.

There were too many carrion ants, and they pounced on Wang Qingjun and the others from all directions as if they were crazy.

Wang Qingjun frowned, his mouth opened, and a palm-sized red order flag flew out, and the surface of the red order flag was covered with a layer of red glow, and the aura was compelling.

The natal magic weapon Huoyun Banner has been refined into the spirit of the second-order high-grade demon beast Huoyun Python.

Wang Qingjun Wang Huoyun Banner injected mana, the size of the Huoyun Banner skyrocketed, and the flag erupted with a dazzling red light, turning into a red giant python more than ten zhang long, the whole body was covered with fist-sized red scales, and the body surface was wrapped in a layer of red flames.

The red python opened its bloody mouth and pounced on the carrion ants, and the carrion ants touched the flames on the red fire python's body, and they turned into flying ashes, and they condensed into a purple python and pounced on the red python, and after a few rounds, they fell behind.

Wang Qingjun pinched it, the size of the red python soared, and it bit the body of the purple python, emitting a large cloud of green smoke, and the purple python fled in a hurry, but it couldn't run far before the red python caught up.

The red python was like chopping melons and vegetables, and easily swallowed most of the purple python.

The purple python scattered, turning into a large swarm of carrion ants, fleeing in different directions.

The red python opened its bloody jaws and spewed out a large area of red flames, covering them, and after a few moments, the flames dissipated, and not a single carrion ant remained.

Wang Qingjun waved at the red python with one hand, and the red python turned into a red flag, disappeared into his mouth, and disappeared.

"Twelfth brother, your natal weapon is too powerful, if only I could have a natal weapon. ”

Wang Qingling said in an envious tone, she built the foundation relatively late, and she didn't have her own natal magic weapon.

Wang Qingjun grinned and said: "This is what Uncle Nine personally refined for me, if you make a great achievement, you can ask Uncle Nine to refine a natal weapon for you, this time clearing the swamp is an opportunity, you have to take advantage of it." ”

Wang Qingshan's personal strength is very strong, with Wang Qingshan here, they don't have much chance to make meritorious contributions, this time the swamp was cleared, Wang Qingshan did not participate, led by Wang Qingjun, he naturally had to perform well.

"Yes, if Uncle Qi makes a move, let's just pick up the leak, but there is no chance of meritorious service. ”

Wang Qiuming smiled slightly and agreed.

Wang Qingling nodded with a smile and put away the snow cloud python.

"The tiller flower itself does not have much medicinal value, but the tiller flower will continue to produce miasma, which is easy to attract poisonous insects to gather, and the tiller flower of more than 100 years can be used to arrange some kind of poisonous array, Uncle Twelve, do you think we should pick a little?"

Wang Qiuming pointed to the sea of purple flowers in front of him and said slowly.

"No, where the purple tiller exists, there are more poisonous insects, and for some small profits, there is no need to let the clansmen take risks. ”

Purple tillers that are more than a hundred years old are worth some spirit stones, and the purple tillers that are more than a hundred years old are in the depths of the sea of flowers, Wang Qingjun doesn't plan to waste too much time here, the obstacle avoidance beads consume a lot of mana, and they have to clean up an area of thirty miles, and the task is not small.

There are quite a few immortal cultivators who have entered the swamp, and it is difficult to guarantee that no one has crooked thoughts, and he needs to guard against other immortal cultivators.

He drew a circle towards the void with both hands, and a large red flame appeared, turning into a giant fireball the size of a house, and smashing into the purple tiller with a blazing heatwave.

With a loud bang, the giant fireball turned into a large red flame, which spread rapidly in the sea of purple tiller flowers, and a puff of green smoke came out, and it could be seen that many poisonous insects flew out of the sea of flowers.

It didn't take long for the flames to go out, and all the tillers were burned clean.

Wang Qingjun released a puppy puppet beast and walked in front, and they followed behind the puppy puppet.

There are countless poisonous insects in the swamp, or hiding in the soil, or hiding in trees, weeds, or puddles, rushing out at any time to attack the passing immortal cultivators, Wang Qingkai has a lot of experience in hunting demon beasts, so he will naturally not be injured by these poisonous insects.

There were no dangers along the way, killing some first-order poisonous insects, and picking some elixirs that were more than ten years old.

After a cup of tea, they walked out of the jungle and into a narrow valley.

There was a large purple miasma in the valley, and he couldn't see the situation inside, Wang Qingjun could feel that the passage of mana had accelerated a little, and the more powerful the miasma, the more mana the obstacle avoidance bead consumed.

The valley is flanked by steep peaks, and at the entrance grows a large field of purple tillers.

Wang Qingjun held his chin with one hand and analyzed: "There may be second-order poisonous insects in here, Qiu Ming, blow away the miasma and see what is going on inside." ”

Wang Qiuming nodded, sacrificed a palm-sized cyan gourd, and a magic duel hit it, the cyan gourd instantly expanded, spewing out a large cyan hurricane, sweeping towards the valley.

Where the cyan hurricane passed, the purple miasma dissipated one after another, and Wang Qingjun and the others saw the situation in the valley clearly.

Inside the valley is a large area of purple tillers more than one person tall, and it seems that these purple tiller flowers are more than 100 years old.

"So many centuries-old purple tillers, there must be second-order poisonous insects, I'm afraid it's not a poisonous insect, but a social poisonous insect, everyone be careful. ”

Wang Qingjun's face was solemn and admonished.

The cyan hurricane dispersed, and the purple miasma condensed again, obscuring the valley.

"Burn the purple tiller flower first, dispel the miasma, and then deal with the demon insects. ”

Wang Qingjun sacrificed a red gourd and spewed out a large red flame.

The purple tiller flower touched the red flame, and immediately burned fiercely, and the fire quickly spread and surged towards the valley.

It didn't take long for a fire to break out in the valley, and smoke billowed from it.

A strange roar sounded, and a gust of wind flew out of the valley, and the flames flashed wildly.

Seven huge purple giant scorpions flew out of the valley, the purple giant scorpion had four wings on its back, two tail spines, and some golden patterns on the body surface, the largest purple poisonous scorpion was four feet big, and its mouth sprayed poisonous mist, and the tail spines were golden, and it was a second-order high-grade demon insect.

Seven purple scorpions, four scorpions are second-order demon insects, and three poisonous scorpions are first-order demon insects, it seems that they are a family.

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Chapter 557: Poisonous Scorpion