Chapter 44: The Nether Hand

"It's not good, it's the phantom array" Geng Qing's face in front was a little red, the yellow sand on the ground and the sun in the sky were emitting scorching waves, and the Yuan Lou in the back held up the shield, looking around with a somewhat solemn face, and a little bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Just when the two of them were observing, countless pits suddenly appeared around their feet, and black scorpions appeared from the pits, the size of two palms of adults, the huge pincers flashed with earthy yellow light, and the green hook tip of the scorpion tail interpreted the terrible toxicity, a few breaths, and the surroundings were densely packed with scorpions, and the scalp of Yuanlou was numb.

"Let's go, let's go to that stone platform" Geng Qing pointed not far ahead, a stone platform standing in the yellow sand, the surface of the stone platform was mottled and uneven, and there was nothing strange to see, but it was a little higher than the stone platform around, after speaking, Geng Qing took out a black pill from the storage bag, the body of the medicine was full of cracks, and it still entered his mouth in Yuan Lou's doubts.

After the entrance of the "roar" pill, Geng Qing suddenly roared with a hideous face, obviously suffering a lot, the blue tendons on his face burst out, and then the aura on his body increased suddenly, and the late stage of the aura, the peak of the aura, did not stop until the early stage of the spiritual foundation.

Another low roar, Geng Qing stretched out his hand and patted it, a white embroidery needle appeared, a two-foot-long embroidery needle turned into a white light and shot towards the rushing scorpion, "hiss" The sand scorpion in front of it let out a trace of ugly screams, "bang" exploded into a puddle of black liquid, and the sand scorpions exploded one after another where the white light passed, turning into a black road leading to the stone platform, a large number of deaths did not make the sand scorpions retreat, on the contrary, more scorpions rushed out of the sand pit, one after another.

Geng Qing's face was hideous at this time, it was cold, he glanced at the sand scorpions around him, and Yuan Lou, who was wielding a fiery red giant sword to kill the scorpion, did not stay, stomped his feet, and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the stone platform.

Yuan Lou, who had been observing Geng Qing's movements, saw Geng Qing leaving, and did not stay, he stretched out his hand to a little pure Jun sword, Zhang Xu's sword body was growing, turning into a giant sword several zhang long, the sword body swept, like a fan, Yuan Lou controlled the giant sword swinging, while following closely behind, a large area of sand scorpions was killed, exploded into a liquid and burned, and there was a pungent smell in the air.

As soon as Yuanlou arrived at the stone platform, he saw Geng Qing squatting down and observing a pentagonal groove in the middle of the stone platform.

"You come to intercept those scorpions, I'll see if I can break this formation" After speaking, Geng Qing didn't care whether Yuan Lou agreed or not, patted the storage bag, flew out five small flags of different colors, spun around in the air and landed at the five corners of the groove, and then Geng Qing's fingers kept changing, hitting one law after another.

I didn't expect her to know how to form a formation, Yuan Lou observed Geng Qing's movements, and suddenly saw a dense sand scorpion surging from the corner of his eye, and in desperation, he had no choice but to wield the Chunjun Sword to kill again.

"Huh" Yuanlou sighed lightly, for some reason, he felt that the sand scorpion was more fierce than the attack just now, his face turned a little pale, and he quickly took out a pill from the storage bag and took it, and continued to kill the sand scorpion,

Suddenly feeling a crisis in his heart, Yuan Lou frowned, glanced at the sand scorpions swarming below, and saw that in the yellow sand below the many scorpions, a huge scorpion tail stretched out, like a tail the size of an adult, just stretched out of the sand surface, and pierced Yuan Lou's eyebrows like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him, Yuan Lou was shocked, a life and death crisis shrouded, his eyes were full of red silk, it was too late to summon the deity, a low roar, the pure Jun sword emitted endless red light and slashed towards the scorpion tail, and a trace of absolute meaning appeared in the bottom of the eye, judging from the terrifying aura emitted by the scorpion tail, it was definitely not a demon beast in the spirit opening period.

"What are you doing" A cold cry came out, and several sword qi struck, smashing several sand scorpions in front of Yuan Lou, and the black liquid even splashed on his body.

The giant scorpion tail in front of him disappeared, only the strong fire spiritual power remaining in the air, the spiritual light of the pure Jun sword was dim, and it was a little difficult to even float, and there was a slight pain in the dantian, which was a phenomenon of serious overdraft of spiritual power, and looked at the sand scorpion close at hand around and the black liquid on the body suspiciously, "This is ......?"

"This is a phantom array, true and false, I have already investigated, except for the scorpion here is real, the rest are fake, you can also say that the scorpion is fake, it is a kind of spiritual liquid illusion, there are many spiritual liquids, I can't tell what kind of spiritual liquid it is for the time being, but there should be a phantom spiritual spring nearby, the spiritual spring is continuous, these sand scorpions are endless, we don't have time to look for the spiritual spring, I am almost there, the broken formation will definitely be detected, look at the layout of its formation, this person should be the spiritual base period, I will drag him, you go to find the elixir" Geng Qing said as he stared at the five-color flag spinning at high speed.

"Okay" Yuanlou responded, turned around and slapped the beast sac, "roared" a sky-shattering ape roar, and forcibly shook the surrounding sand scorpions back three feet, the strong momentum was heavier than two years ago, the sand scorpion that was briefly forced to retreat stopped for a moment and pounced again, "choking" Ziyuan Sword flew out, flickering in the air, countless purple lights shot down, a large number of sand scorpions died, and even Geng Qing on the side also aimed at the Ziyuan Sword.

There was a deity out of the horse, and in a few clicks, he cleared out a clearing around him, and retreated to Geng Qing's side.

"Ready" Geng Qing's voice fell, and suddenly the small flag that rotated at high speed stopped, fell suddenly, and was accurately inserted in the groove, the small flag trembled violently and turned into various colors of mist into the groove, and the "pro" law was played, and the stone platform also trembled violently, and the sand scorpion that had already rushed to the stone platform suddenly spun in place, a little like a headless fly.

Yuan Lou also used his body to stabilize his body, and suddenly there was darkness in front of him, and before he understood what was going on, he heard a crisp sound in his ears, as if something had cracked, and between two breaths, he saw the light in front of him again, and there was no desert around, and there were no scorpions in the sky, but stairs, knowing that he had broken the other party's formation.

"Bold, who are you who dares to break into my Dan Pavilion, there are even demon beasts, you should kill" An old voice appeared, at this time Yuanlou had temporarily placed his body in the beast bag, and the deity was standing behind Geng Qing like this, but there was a feeling of beauty and beast.

"Action" Geng Qing scolded, stepped on the footsteps, turned into a gray light and went towards the third floor, Yuan Lou followed, just went up to the third floor, the sound of fighting had already come, Geng Qing's silver needle magic weapon danced up and down, shooting at the old man from all directions, virtual and real, all around are needle shadows, Yuan Lou has also seen Geng Qing use needle-like magic weapons, but far from the current power, obviously after the sacrifice, even the color has changed, the old man in the middle is wearing a gray robe with gold edges, and his appearance is also a little embarrassed, holding this huge brush, every click There is a crisp sound, and all the needle shadows are stopped。

The two of them couldn't help anyone for a while, knowing that it was without further ado, they turned sideways and walked to the side, the entire third floor was very large, there was nothing around, only a yellow light mask in the middle, and they knew that the thing was in the light mask.

"Looking for death" the old man was furious when he saw Yuanlou towards the light mask, the robe on his body was windless and automatic, and a few golden lights appeared in the void of the brush in his hand, and a royal word appeared in the air, and the royal word disappeared in the blink of an eye, turning into a light mask to protect the old man inside, countless needle shadows only made the light mask appear faint ripples, seeing that the needle shadow was blocked, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Yuan Lou, the magic pen was at the point, a stroke appeared, and disappeared in a flash.

"Danger" Yuan Lou looked back, the golden light flashed in the air, and a golden spear appeared, piercing down with a sharp aura, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the top of his head, and with a roar, Yuan Lou's figure disappeared, hidden in a blue mist.

"Hey, why is it so much like Xue Yao's girl's magic weapon Liuyunpa" The old man was surprised in his heart, looking at a cloud of blue mist, and then sneered, the magic pen was writing a broken word.

"Your opponent is me" Geng Qing saw that the old man did not put himself in his eyes, his face was a little gloomy, if it were not for the physical limitations, relying on the cultivation of the early stage of the opponent's spiritual base, he would not be able to walk out of ten rounds under his own hands, and the words fell and stretched out a white jade hand, surrounded by gray spiritual power, the jade hand shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, the flesh and blood were evacuated, and at the same time gray sharp nails grew, as terrifying as a skeleton, Geng Qing looked at his palm and let out a hoarse laugh, took a step forward, disappeared, and when he appeared, he was already in front of the Yuan Tower, and his palm was grabbed in the air, only to see a touch of gold appear in the palm, gradually becoming larger。

The old man of the "Nether Hand" was startled, his pupils shrank, and he obviously recognized the exercises performed by Geng Qing, "Who are you, you dare to take away the disciples of my sect."

"It's a bit of knowledge" Geng Qing smiled hoarsely, and didn't answer the old man, he crushed the golden ball of light with a pinch of his dry hand, and after throwing it casually, he rushed directly towards the old man, grabbed the old man's head, and countless unjust souls appeared and rushed towards the old man.

The old man looked at the dry hand with a solemn face, his mouth was tightly closed, his teeth were biting his tongue, the ghost hand had the ability to lose his mind, he pinched his fingers, and sealed his six senses, if he did not protect the treasure of his knowledge of the sea, many monks would choose to do so, after doing this, a trace of phantom appeared in the old man's hand, and he wrote five town characters in the void, each word to a finger.

After a burst of gold and iron sounds, the golden town began to crack, and the color became gray, the old man took a few steps back, his right hand trembled a little, and a small amount of gold thread on the tip of the pen fell off, and before it landed, it burned on its own.

Without waiting for the old man to breathe, Geng Qing's five fingers were tightly closed, and he stabbed directly into his heart, his closed fingers were like a sword, and his gray nails were more like a sword.

Because the two were too close, the old man was not writing, and directly put the pen horizontally, "dang" a crisp sound, and the dry hand was directly cut on the pen shaft, and then Geng Qing's hand was horizontal, changing the stab to cutting, and the "snap" pen shaft was broken in response, the old man's face turned red, and he endured the discomfort in his throat, and punched Geng Qing's hand directly.

With the help of thrust, he finally distanced himself from Geng Qing, raised his hand, put away the red gloves he was wearing, and then pointed out a mouthful of blood with a little chest, "poof", held his right hand horizontally, collected the blood into his palm, pointed a little, and directly wrote a sleepy word in the air with his hand.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and the old man had just finished doing it, and Geng Qing's claws were close at hand, but the old man's face was not panicked, and he directly said lightly, "Burst".

Geng Qing was stunned for a moment, it was too late to reflect, and he was replaced by red in front of him in an instant.

A large area of red mist rolled, gradually evolving into a blood-colored dome.

The old man sat cross-legged, in front of him was a spinning giant egg, glanced at Yuanlou, and ignored it, as long as the person in the egg was captured, a late-stage demon beast would not be able to make any big waves, and even if he went in, the thing was not so easy to take, thinking of this, the old man concentrated on controlling the spinning blood egg.